Low It !

'Low it I know you ain't speakin' to me, 'low it Know you ain't thinkin' to breathe, 'low it Keep 'bout ten in my jeans, 'low it Niggas start dressin' like me, 'low it (BNYX) Can't put it together like me, 'low it A-COLD-WALL* mixed with ALYX, 'low it (yeah) Been fuckin' it up, yeah Ben fuckin' it up I'm guilty, yeah Can't cover it up, uh I'm filthy, new Off-White look like it came out the mud God help me 'cause the devil wears Prada, I'm havin' me some 'Low it Stainless steel under the MISBHV blouse Trained to kill, I can assassinate a outfit Yeah, I fit the bill if they're lookin' for a nigga with style Put down the tints, just a little bit Give her a glimpse and she like, "Wow" (yeah) Wow (yeah) Wow (yeah), wow (yeah) Wow (yeah), wow (yeah) Wow (yeah), wow (yeah) Wow (yeah), wow (yeah) Wow (yeah), wow (yeah) Wow (yeah), wow (yeah) Wow (yeah), wow (yeah) I Christian Dior my bag BVLGARI masseuse, so a nigga relaxed And my chick badder than bad Vintage Chanel and it still got the tags (yeah) I'm in a Jean Paul Gaultier bag Niggas ain't up on the Gaultier swag (yeah) Hermès perfume brag You know that it's me 'cause I don't wear mans (yeah) I could dress like a tramp But when I step out, just know it's a stamp Weren't part of the plan MAINS socks and boxers match Dagye jeans on hand, I don't pop Amiri tags (no) Ain't no lyric cap, really live the words I rap (yeah) Hop out the coupe, Batman Walk in the club like Vince McMahon (shit) And I don't need no gang I know that I'm good from the ends to Japan Came with the stick, old man Kickin' my shit on my Nigo swag Even when I had no bag, niggas ain't speakin' to me 'bout swag (huh?) 'Low it I know you ain't speakin' to me, 'low it Know you ain't thinkin' to breathe, 'low it Keep 'bout ten in my jeans, 'low it Niggas start dressin' like me, 'low it Can't put it together like me, 'low it A-COLD-WALL* mixed with ALYX, 'low it, uh