This is a song about "Low"

Lay low youll make bank roll

Let's put it on cruise control

I’m tryna be low key

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I hit em up everywhere, especially down low/

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

I be, creeping lower than low

She probably had a reason though

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Fuck low ante. pick carefully.

My low low is so digital that it creates an expandable

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

She say how low how low can you go?

Wale dc said we on joe

I mean the shit was all bad just a week ago

Thinkin back to it i feel so low.