Young Nem - On the Low Lyrics

(Aye)
She pop a percocet
Yea they coming for my neck
Yea
Aye
She just send me text yea
F*ck her now whos next yea
Aye
Sippin on the tec and im poppin cuz im blessed
Aye
Remember when my calls missed
Now they pissed
And They wish
Young Nem no one dose it like this
If I diss
Rap carers inna ditch
Flasing cameras all on me
I rock gucci to the feet
You know astro made this beat
Now yall steady sleep
Now yall finna see
How Im comming up
Now I cant trust
Hoes bitches or them sluts
They good for the nut
But you outta luck
You found out your homie f*cked
Damn this sucks
Its all good let em know
How the f*ck we just flow
Hit the gas press reload
Tell em 80 for a show man
I don't know how my wrist got cold
I put ice on them I froze
Need to give away my clothes
I rock designer to the toe
Gold rope
Ape coat
Take note
I'm way too dope
There's no hope
Call the pope

Im on the low
Im on the low
Get my bag then I hit the road
Get my bag then I hit the road
Im on the low
Im on the low
Get my bag then I hit the road
Get my bag then I hit the road

Yeah I'm high all the time
Why she always hit my line
Bitch I'm done with you Good bye
I'm not just any type of guy
And now you know why
When i'm rapping never shy
I speak the shit on my mind
On my grind
Smoke a pine
Sour Deaz
Call it lime
8 O clock
On the dot
Your Bitch ready for the cock
Counting cash neva stop
This track too hot
I'm on the top
I don't flop
They rappin
No they Not
They some flocks
Whippin up a pot
Man im tryna
Cop alot
When I shop
Pull out them Knots
Drop my Top
To my coupe yea I hoop
Bitch Nigga who is you
I don't know
I just flow
I gotta gooo
Wait
Cant be f*cking with them hoes
Yoo

Im on the low
Im on the low
Get my bag then I hit the road
Get my bag then I hit the road
Im on the low
Im on the low
Get my bag then I hit the road
Get my bag then I hit the road