On the Low Lyrics

No I don't know how you feel, I've been hitting her on the low

No I don't know how you feel, my bitch rolls my dope

My bitch counts my coke, she pours wock in the coke

I just ran it up, yeah at Soho

Give no fuck's so hoe, fur on me from Marni

Never sober, I remember hardly

Never sober, I remember hardly

In all black, you barely can see me

Like I'm Cena bitch, in a ghost

Phantom, yeah, you don't know about Rolls

On ya bitch, me and her got pose

I pop X, I pop beans, bitch I float

I been hitting, hitting on the low

She know I'm a boss, she won't take photos

Pull up Aventador, pull up on your block, chain gang

Pull up, pull up on your block, do you know Joy Lane?

Your doing bad, even on your best day

Exotic pound, I'm smoking straight to the face

Who the fuck is you, she don't know your name

I got model bitches in my DM every day

No I don't know how you feel, I've been hitting her on the low

No I don't know how you feel, my bitch rolls my dope

My bitch counts my coke, she pours wock in the coke

I just ran it up, give no fuck's so hoe