CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : DOWNLOW!
Hey hi
Imma f*ck you on the down low
Wrist ice ice cold don't know where to go
Goth b*t*h imma stick in her f**kin throat
This choppa erotic
This choppa gone wipe your f**kin nose
Hey hi
Imma f*ck you on the down low
Wrist ice ice cold don't know where to go
Goth b*t*h imma stick in her f**kin throat
This choppa erotic
This choppa gone wipe your f**kin nose
She suck my d**k
Yeah she please
I keep that stick
Keep that heat
You wanted smoke that sh*ts free
I'm loading clips
Smoking g's
I heard you on that f**kin smoke sh*t
Come on pull up let's see
Just like yung flex
I stay militant
I'm packing that heat
Enemies
That's all i ever f**kin see
Periphеrals
Gettin hazy
I can't f**kin sleep
My eyes rеd
Cold blood
Getting out the mud
3 dots
Head shots
Fill him up with slugs
Aye, b*t*h who wants some smoke?
Me and xatashi we pull up, then we let it go
We hit you with the poles
We turn you into a ghost
Goth b*t*h in the back seat, snow up in her nose
B*t*h I do the money dance, when I count up my checks
Yeah I spent a couple racks, just to flex on my ex
I'm doing numbers on the road, b*t*h I'm always on the go
That's the way my life goes, man it feels just like a show
Like damn, pull up in a benz
If I'll f*ck your b*t*h, I say sorry in advance
B*t*h I move to fast, I can't get no rest, cause I need the f**king cash yeah
Get the f**king bag then I dash yeah
Hey hi
Imma f*ck you on the down low
Wrist ice ice cold don't know where to go
Goth b*t*h imma stick in her f**kin throat
This choppa erotic
This choppa gone wipe your f**kin nose
Hey hi
Imma f*ck you on the down low
Wrist ice ice cold don't know where to go
Goth b*t*h imma stick in her f**kin throat
This choppa erotic
This choppa gone wipe your f**kin' nose
Imma f*ck you on the down low
Wrist ice ice cold don't know where to go
Goth b*t*h imma stick in her f**kin throat
This choppa erotic
This choppa gone wipe your f**kin nose
Hey hi
Imma f*ck you on the down low
Wrist ice ice cold don't know where to go
Goth b*t*h imma stick in her f**kin throat
This choppa erotic
This choppa gone wipe your f**kin nose
She suck my d**k
Yeah she please
I keep that stick
Keep that heat
You wanted smoke that sh*ts free
I'm loading clips
Smoking g's
I heard you on that f**kin smoke sh*t
Come on pull up let's see
Just like yung flex
I stay militant
I'm packing that heat
Enemies
That's all i ever f**kin see
Periphеrals
Gettin hazy
I can't f**kin sleep
My eyes rеd
Cold blood
Getting out the mud
3 dots
Head shots
Fill him up with slugs
Aye, b*t*h who wants some smoke?
Me and xatashi we pull up, then we let it go
We hit you with the poles
We turn you into a ghost
Goth b*t*h in the back seat, snow up in her nose
B*t*h I do the money dance, when I count up my checks
Yeah I spent a couple racks, just to flex on my ex
I'm doing numbers on the road, b*t*h I'm always on the go
That's the way my life goes, man it feels just like a show
Like damn, pull up in a benz
If I'll f*ck your b*t*h, I say sorry in advance
B*t*h I move to fast, I can't get no rest, cause I need the f**king cash yeah
Get the f**king bag then I dash yeah
Hey hi
Imma f*ck you on the down low
Wrist ice ice cold don't know where to go
Goth b*t*h imma stick in her f**kin throat
This choppa erotic
This choppa gone wipe your f**kin nose
Hey hi
Imma f*ck you on the down low
Wrist ice ice cold don't know where to go
Goth b*t*h imma stick in her f**kin throat
This choppa erotic
This choppa gone wipe your f**kin' nose
