Low Key

You ain’t had this before

I’m upping the score

girl come get your body loved

don’t think about letting it go

Im deep as it go

Can’t let you fall outta love

Outta the trenches we made it they Prada us

had to work had to get it and count it up

now them days all booked up on my calendar

had to SS the Chevy and mount it up

Girl why you gotta lie to me

Know you fuck me up bad cause that lil pussy fire to me

& I know you been a fan & I know you got a man

but I know that lil thang bouta slide to me

can you take dick like a robbery

I’m tryna beat that shit like a rivalry

But, lil bitch tryna look at my screen

I don’t give a fuck what she seen

In her feelings keep sending me memes

lil bitch finna make me mean

I done spent 800 on jeans

another 15 for the ring

playing on the team with the ring

carbon 15 with the beam

mixed up the xan with the lean

ran up the bands with the team

I’m the man with the plan and the scheme

yea we bouta land overseas

Lost my mans I grieve

I don’t wear my heart on my sleeve

tell a bitch pardon my breeze

gotta exotic my weed

car push start no key

still be in the trap low key

Aw yea yea yea yea yea yea

Still be in the trap low key

Aw yea yea yea yea yea yea

Still be in the trap low key

Aw yea yea yea yea yea yea

Still be in the trap low key

Aw yea yea yea yea yea yea

Still be in the trap low key

Aw yea

You ain’t had this before

I’m upping the score

girl come get your body loved

don’t think about letting it go

Im deep as it go

cant let you fall outta love

outta the trenches we made it they Prada us

had to work had to get it and count it up

now them days all booked up on my calendar

had to SS the Chevy and mount it up