I’m on the low, ask for me
Uh-huh
Hmm
I make sure that every day’s an event (Yup)
I’m a dope addict and my addiction pays the rent
Tryna retrace the steps, can’t even count the amount of change I spent
Turnin’ records out to a great extent (Catalog)
Receivin’ accolades in the streets from random humans (Go)
Amsterdam, they jam the music and hand me tulips
To play my brand is foolish, Spanish jeweler (Julio)
Buckets of bubble juice on ice inside a fancy cooler
Perfеctin’ how to step, my dance moves arе smoother
I’m havin’ an episode, buck-fifty on a desert road
Bein’ fly is written all inside my genetic code
After the victory lap, I’m headed home (I’m on my way)
See me on the jumbotron and the Spectradome
My name’s carved and set in stone (That’s right)
Never needed any jewelry to shine
Took a chance, the opportunity was mine, now I garnish checks
I’m an architect for music design with a master’s degree
I catch ’em with the pick and roll (You go this way, I go that way)
Then use a spatula to spin a bowl (Spin it), I’m on the low, ask for me
I’m on the low, ask for me
Hit-Boy, look
I’m goin’ hard, I’m not goin’ friendly
I’m goin’ hard like cardio really
Got through the pain, I’m showin’ no pity
Look, ever since Chainz was goin’ by Tity
I had a wave, was servin’ the city
You see the tsunami, it only got bigger
I’m high in demand, my foot on the gas
Understand I’m really that nigga
I’m goin’ hard, I hardly go friendly
No one is safe, they gettin’ erased
I’m strikin’ ’em out, let’s fuck up the city
I just hit for thirty, I’m hittin’ the Griddy
Nike Tech on me ’cause I’m on the run
Look what I become, you ask where I’m from
I don’t say a word, I throw up a dub
I do it for love, they do it for hype
They can’t even reach me and that got ’em tight
Godly, I feel like I’m Spike
Havin’ real motion, it come with a price
Samples be runnin’, they might blow the speakers
I run with some trappers, they fillin’ up liters
If you want the codes, I’m willin’ to teach ya
They wanted the smoke, end up like it’s Lupita, yeah
The uncertainty be worryin’ me, I spent racks on this Virgil tee
I cut ’em deep like surgery, they comin’ nursery
We comin’ big dog, hand us over the trophies
I see clear through Loewe shades and I’m watchin’ ’em closely
I’m on the low, ask for me
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