[Verse 1]
I'm ridin' slow off in that Cadillac Triple black
Stack money
Fake bitches ain't gettin' check from me
I'm Low-key but kept it true n***a
Watch out for the n***a in the blue pickup
People lurkin Im certain that muthafucka ready to do a stick up I keep the mutha-fuckin' mac
I'mma pretty bitch that spit crack
Ain't nobody touchin' that
So keep truckin For my n***as get to bussin
Ain't no love in these streets
Just some weed and robotussin fool
[Hook]
I stay..Low mutha-fuckin' key
You know I be... Low mutha-fuckin' key
Blowin' on that OG Low-key
That bitch don't know me cus I'm Low-key 2X
[Verse 2]
Woodgrain with the leather seats
Windows so dark you need a flashlight to see me
We like it screwed It be the fast life for me
Gettin' high passin' grass like a G
Flyin' first class over seas hoe
Smokin' sour diesel
Wish a muthafucka would
Now I'm in the hood I be rollin' with the gangsters and macs Pretty bitches ridin' with that thang in the back
And I aim at yo back
It's a shame they think I can rap
Not makin' music wit yo punk ass hoe I let you suckas know And I'm ridin on that strip
Gun on my hip im ready to trip
If a muthafucka touch my grip
I'm up late and im thinkin' bout jackin'
My n***as bout that action
And they got yo bitch pistol packin'
[Hook]