On The Low Lyrics

Bitch I'm on my own

Got no mask on like on the low

Bitches in the know

Turn the fan on

It's hot in here

We gon got a beam on his nose

Like it's Halloween

Jit we make em' squeal

He gon choke not no nicotine

Aye damn this hoe got all ass

God this bitch is so bad

Yea that jit gonna crash

Who shot him

We gon get them back

Aye ran for the fun of it

Yea I did yea I got it in

That bitch want me I just want the head

I said fuck em I don't want no friends

Aye damn

I be screaming cause it's fuck amends

Grab the lamb

Gotta be efficient when you make the bag

Like oh you real damn she want my kids

And I want a Benz

Make some bands

I don't need no hands

Like who been out here

Finna pop out

I Gotta big dick hollow tips

It goes in the glock

I'm tryna shine make it out

And I go to the top

I got these bitches telling secrets

Like they part of the law

And that river full of blood

And that river full of blood

And that river full of blood

Bitch I'm on my own

Got no mask on like on the low

Bitches in the know

Turn the fan on

It's hot in here

We gon got a beam on his nose

Like it's Halloween

Jit we make em' squeal

He gon choke not no nicotine

Aye damn this hoe got all ass

God this bitch is so bad

Yea that jit gonna crash

Who shot him

We gon get them back

And I need no friends

And I need no friends

Yea bitch I get it in

And they running from they end

Let me do my dance

Yea we gon watch his stance

She wanna take my soul

Bitches hungry like I'm dirty Dan

I can't find the real

Bro got shot

He still beat the dead

Steady on my shit

Why the devil always calling

And she loud

Like bitch if you ain't toppin

Then stop talking

Yea I be like yardi on some shit

And then I'm wilding damn