Lyrics

I've been getting money on the low Girl you should come to my house Big face Rollie for the wrist I left it home on the couch Even though a nigga don't show it Everything you see, you know I own it I've never been the type to go and blow it I'm the type of nigga that will hold it down Been getting money on the low Big face Rollie on your list Girl that's the price of a house Even though a nigga don't show it Everything you see, you know I own it I've never been the type to go and blow it I've been getting money on the low Look at you, look at me stocking these clothes I ain't even turned up yet, I ain't gone home If I do I'm putting on a suit and turning up in a Cayman, driving around Oh na na, they salute when they see, I came in surfing around (Money on the low, mo-money on the low) I can get the honeys in the road Look at you, look at me still in these clothes I ain't even been to sleep yet I've been doing late night shifts, 10 hours in a show, they all grinding it out Oh they won't understand, when I'm in the booth and I'm high in the cloud (Oh they won't understand, oh the won't under-) I've been getting money on the low Girl you should come to my house Big faced Rollie for the wrist I left it home on the couch Even though a nigga don't show it Everything you see, you know I own it I've never been the type to go and blow it I'm the type of nigga that will hold it down Been getting money on the low Big faced Rollie on your list Girl that's the price of a house Even though a nigga don't show it Everything you see, you know I own it I've never been the type to go and blow it I've been getting Grammys on the low You be in the club singing all my shit You ain't even know I wrote all 'em other niggas songs I cannot blame you, who does their homework? They don't check credits any more I don't be trippin', I just head to the bank and deposit more (Money on the low, mo-money on the low) I would be foolish to take all this money Take pictures and post on the 'Gram, nigga I really do this, I don't have to prove it to you, niggas know who I am So you can trick on them hoes if you wanna But your cheque gon' be gone in the morning While I'm sitting on a private beach Just me and my girl in a private suite, nigga I've been getting money on the low (I've been getting) Big faced Rollie for the wrist I left it home on the couch, now (hey) Even though a nigga don't show it (I don't show it) Everything you see, you know I own it I've never been the type to go and blow it I'm the type of nigga that will hold it down I've been getting money on the low Big faced Rollie on your list Girl that's the price of a house Even though a nigga don't show it Everything you see, you know I own it I've never been the type to go and blow it ('Over that shit 'cause I've been getting money on the low) I've been getting money on the loud Phone on silent, ringing hittas out Since I've been doing well, said I left her in a drought Don't let me R. Kelly in your house I can really take the piss with it See, I'm the one in front of six digits Froggy style, make a prick ribbit Said she like a cool nigga with a big business I got an ice bucket challenge on my wrist, innit Gorgeous like my model chick Zara She got the vibes but she's never been to Gaza And she look better on a bottle than a sparkler Renowned like Funny Tummy, yeah I got the last laugh Ghosting, I pulled up in the Phantom Listening to Buju Banton, I can boom bye bang 'em if I wanna My woman and my clothes don't be clashing Cuh' they're both so Italian, I rock Diesel by the gallon when I wanna I've been getting money on the low Girl you should come to my house Big faced Rollie for the wrist I left it home on the couch Even though a nigga don't show it Everything you see, you know I own it I've never been the type to go and blow it I'm the type of nigga that will hold it down Been getting money on the low Big faced Rollie on your list Girl that's the price of a house Even though a nigga don't show it Everything you see, you know I own it I've never been the type to go and blow it We were there, we were there, we were there We were there, we were there We were there, we were there We were there, we were there (yes) We were there, we were there (yeah) (Say you gotta keep doin' that) (You know I come in with somethin' like-)
Writer(s): Paul Jenkins, Dan Isbell, James Mcnair Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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