This is a song about "How low"

Fuck low ante. pick carefully.

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Although thought that we would grow

Thinkin back to it i feel so low.

I say three words ''drop it low"

It ain't nothing though

And when my gums touch that's the only way i'll spit without an instrumental,

I dont care how low a level i must stoop to get you stupid on my own level

With very low attentiveness

And i need you to show me love

Your girlfriend want to follow

I'm feel like i'm,i'm so low,

They lay log i lay low

Silly bitches gon' follow

I’m tryna be low key

I’m a hustla, baby