Low Wit Me

Ah yea
I'm king and can't be defeat
Gucci down from my head to my feet
I'm a beast and i broke of the leash
Stampede how I'm stomping the beat
Come to Jersey I got on me
Why your girl steady eying on me
Pick her up from the first to the third
Drop her off then my nigga I swerve
Getting money just give me the word
Want to do it like me then observe
And it comes from heart when I Serve
Ten toes down touching on turf
And these word that I speak and disperse
In rotation I'm running the earth
Money chase like they pin me a curse
I'm the realist my nigga accept it
And i'm shitting on niggas like septics
Yea I'm witty i'm coming aggressive
Everything that I'm touching I'm blessing
Every model head in our direction
Hell a' bottles when we in the section
One night spend what your whole check is
No doubts
Balls out
Come see what these young niggas about
Off time ain't been in a while
Bounce back game needed me now
So dope that they feening me now
Hit em with an original styles
Let off like a whole 50 cal
Need a buzz here's a number to dial
Ah yeah
Hit me later I have money to pile
Wanted mine i ain't playing around
Hope u niggas is hearing me now
So much passion is eating me now
So i'm going and going
And rolling and rolling
My future unfolding
My money ain't folding
No one can control it
I'm living my moment
I want it I owns it
Me I Don't keep with the Joneses
Me I'm just building a fortress
Possibilities looking Enormous
Painting a picture like Christopher Morphis
Running them out of the office
I off u then I'm of this
Let off the whole clip now ya corpses

Go on and dance with me
Come on get low wit me
Go on the floor wit me
Go toe to toe wit me
Go on and dance with me
Come on get low wit me
Go on the floor wit me
Come on get low wit me

I'm whipping this shit like is stolen
Feel like the one that's been chosen
Got this shit jumping like Jordan
Fuck it I hope in foreign
Got a milli on insurance
I can assure it
I'm like a bear threw the forest
Fuck it my mind distorted
That means is twisted
Mighty prolific
I need assistance
From my assistant
Heavy collision
Trough all words I'm dismissing
Spit ammunition
Me I'm the shit and is gold that I'm pissing
Told u to bet on me you didn't listen
Wide lens like a pirates vision
Wildin u could end up missing
Island with a lot of mrs
Mad weed and a lot of liquor
Zaza Zaza
My Jamaican mami dance bachata
Long hair like a rasta
Fat ass and she wine up
Wind up in my bathtub
And if I fuck is like lightning struck
Cause I beat it up
And that's real talk
I Don't go's down
When I go's up

Go on and dance with me
Come on get low wit me
Go on the floor wit me
Go toe to toe wit me
Go on and dance with me
Come on get low wit me
Go on the floor wit me
Come on get low wit me



Credits
Writer(s): Pedro Cuevas
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