Xperimental - On the Low (feat. Lil 7) Lyrics

I'm on a roll
Wrist froze
Rollie Gold
I need more
Your girl all in my DM'S, she a hoe
Do it all for the cash on the low

I'm on a roll (yah)
Wrist froze (yah)
Rollie gold (yah)
I need more (yah)
Your girl all in my DM'S, she a hoe
Do it all for the cash on the low
I'm on a roll (yah)
Wrist froze (yah)
Rollie gold (yah)
I need more (yah)
Your girl all in my DM'S, she a hoe
Do it all for the cash on the low

On the low
That bitch high on Xans
Cocaine lookin' like it's snow
Lean all in her hands
She come lookin' like a ghost
If you f*ck with that
Please bitch, don't get too close
Said I put her in a trance
Got her all up in her zone (yeah, yeah)
Up in her zone, yeah (yah)
Call me up when she alone, yeah
This the life I chose, yeah
Drugs distract her from these woes, yeah
Said I'ma make it to my foes
Now they wondering where I gone, yeah
(Up in her zone, yeah)
(Call me up when she alone, yeah)
(This the life I chose, yeah)
(Drugs distract her from these woes, yeah)
(Said I'ma make it to my foes)
(Now they wondering where I gone, yeah)
(Now they wondering where I gone, yeah)
(Said I'ma make it to my foes)
(Now they wondering where I gone, yeah)
(Where I gone, yeah)
(Said I'ma make it to my foes)
(Now they wondering where I-)
Now they wondering where I gone
Flow out this world, so they wondering what I'm on
She just hit me up 'cause she wan' be in a song
She just hit me up 'cause she don't wan' be alone
But we keep it on the low, yeah

I'm on a roll (yah)
Wrist froze (yah)
Rollie gold (yah)
I need more (yah)
Your girl all in my DM'S, she a hoe
Do it all for the cash on the low
I'm on a roll (yah)
Wrist froze (yah)
Rollie gold (yah)
I need more (yah)
Your girl all in my DM'S, she a hoe
Do it all for the cash on the low

She keep it all on the low, yeah
Speaking in some kinda code, yeah
Devil on her shoulder for some bread, yeah
Call her a fiend with no hopes or dreams
She like to sip on that dirty lean, dirty Sprite
I can barely see shit, my diamond's too bright
Your bitch gets played like a Rubik's cube
My DM'S full of your female boobs, yeah
Rockin' designer with my fit
Prada baby, it's a habit
Flexin' on the low, I don't mean it
Designer sittin' on my waist
Hustled that shit, oh damn
I heard that bitch was a fan

Yeah
I'm on a roll
Wrist froze
Yeah
Rollie gold, yeah
I need more (i need more)
Your girl in my DM's (DM'S)
And she's a hoe
Do it all for the cash on the low
On the low

I'm on a roll (yah)
Wrist froze (yah)
Rollie gold (yah)
I need more (yah)
Your girl all in my DM'S, she a hoe
Do it all for the cash on the low
I'm on a roll (yah)
Wrist froze (yah)
Rollie gold (yah)
I need more (yah)
Your girl all in my DM'S, she a hoe
Do it all for the cash on the low