laylow Lyrics

Mask the fuck up when I say so

Stacking that guap yeah that queso

Fucking wit me that's a case closed

We post on the block with them choppas

I stay with a stick bitch I'm mopped up

Need me a perc ima pop one

Bitch we don't fight we gon shoot guns

I do not need a crew ima solo

Hop in that whip in that stolo

Bitch I'm way to high and you so low

huh , and you so low

When I'm in the mall I'm finna spend

Got a couple racks I'm talking bout ten

Hit so many stores I forgot where I been

Hit up saks and neiman I came with a bag

What you say you do and I know that's cap

You don't got no money you don't even trap

Don't even have a whip you ride in a cab

When I'm off the lean I feel on the moon

All of my homies they know ima scoop

None of the bitches is fucking with you

They don't give a fuck they gon fuck with me

Passing that hoe to the team

Feel like Wu-Tang give her C.R.E.A.M.

Without makeup I never seen, I'm finna make that bitch sing

I save every dollar so don't keep the change

Never gon switch I'm never gon change

When I walk around I'm keeping a 40

I got a Glock in the purse wit my shordy

We buying some pounds so you better not short me

When I walk with a pole I walk with a limp

Ain't loving no hoe I ain't no simp

You ask who I am bitch I'm him

Bad lil bitch she be hopping on dick

I been fucking hoes on the weekend

Off of these drugs I been tweakin

I'm finna dive in that deep end

Off of the lean I been geekin

We stay on the block giving trama

We post on the block with them choppas

I stay with a stick bitch I'm mopped up

Need me a perc ima pop one

Bitch we don't fight we gon shoot guns

I do not need a crew ima solo

Hop in that whip in that stolo

Bitch I'm way to high and you so low

huh , and you so low