Sneaky Lyrics

Keep it on the low, yeah, keep it on the low

Keep it on the low, girl, keep it on the low

They ain't gotta know, girl, keep it on the low

They ain't gotta know, Look

She my Pisces baby, she my freek-a-leek

Got that wet wet, got that super leak

Texts goin' through, never goin' green

She my Sneaky Link, when my Sneaky link don't link

She always keep it P, so I keep her on the team, yeah

Taught her how to move when we steppin' on the scene, yeah

Last relationship ain't had no motion, shipped done sink

She said, fuck that nigga, told her like the way she think

She never in her feelings till she feel up on that thing, yeah

Tell me, girl, is there any room left for me up in those jeans girl

Love the way you walkin', got a nigga super geek, girl

Bring that shit to me, girl

We can link up through the week, two, three times a week girl

Show you bigger things, yeah, I show you bigger things

Look, Fendi, Louis, Prada, diamonds on you, I buy everything

Gucci, Rolex, I can cop it all, except the wedding ring

Take you overseas, to the tropics for a getaway, yeah

A getaway, girl, we can get away, girl

You know I got it, yeah, I'm him, ain't gotta pump the brakes

We can go and up the pace, tell your friends I got em

If they down, I can lead the way, oh, they speak Spanish

Tell them call me poppi when they talk to me

I can show you bigger things, yeah, show you bigger things

Look, I can make your wishes come true, this not a dream yeah fuck that,

Keep it on the low, yeah, keep it on the low

Keep it on the low, yeah, keep it on the low

They ain't gotta know, girl, keep it on the low

They ain't gotta know, oh

Oh you likin' Rolls, pull up in a Rolls then, oh you meant flowers, baby, thought she talkin' Ghost, damn

I don't do no average shit, no, I'm not your ex, man

Shit to tell the truth, girl, yeah, I'm not your next man, damn, damn

Gotta keep it real, here for a good time, yeah, you know the deal

Five-star restaurant, yeah I front the bill

Meet me at the hideout, way up in the hills, yeah, yeah, way up in the hills

Calabasas, Magic happens, David Copperfield, yeah

It's our little secret, baby, words can never spill, yeah

And what you won't do, another chick will

So keep it on the low, yeah, keep it on the low

Keep it on the low, girl, keep it on the low

They ain't gotta know, girl, keep it on the low