Keep It Low

作词 : Demario DeWayne White, Jr./Nayvadius Wilburn/Thomas Walker/Taureon Hailey/Robert Gullatt/Iriia Tsurusaki

作曲 : Demario DeWayne White, Jr./Nayvadius Wilburn/Thomas Walker/Taureon Hailey/Robert Gullatt/Iriia Tsurusaki

(SkyDiddy)

(Drop that shit, T-Head)

[Vesre 1: Moneybagg Yo]

Yeah (Hold up), park the Rolls truck (Skrrt)

Why not pull up Lambo' car and pop it with the doors up? (Low)

This shit got colossal, I got models tryna pay me to **** (Hahaha)

Tell her the price done went up (Up)

It's gon' cost more than a buck

Know that shit gon' be hot, it got my name on this chronic

Drivin' slow now, but the car go zero to sixty if I punch it

She wake up and munch it

Let me pull yo' hair, take off that bonnet (Uh)

Don't catch me speakin' on no M, n***a, you ain't gon' know if I done done it

Or done sent it

I'm celebratin' what I accomplished, I'ma pop it constantly (Constantly)

Flew this bad b***h in from London, she like how I'm comin' (Bad)

Dressin' snazzy, talkin' country, got her hooked on phonics (Throw)

Call me toxic, but she can't keep me from out her stomach (Lovе this shit)

[Chorus: Future & Moneybagg Yo]

I got all these hoes rеquestin' toxic d**k (Safe)

****in' her for years, she can't post my pic (She can't)

Five deep, ridin' 'round with ten stick (Ten stick)

Slide through, come back, hit your b***h (Come)

Yeah, I got all these hoes requestin' toxic d**k (It's all they want)

****in' her for years, better not post a pic (She better not do it)

Finger itchin', tryna hit somethin' with that switch (Frrt-frrt)

Slide through, come back, took your b***h (Gone)

B***h ain't speakin' on the business, keep it low

Snatch a whip, that's a double R, Rolls-Royce truck (Where?)

In my ear, penthouse, I see the city when I'm hittin' that b***h from the back, big dawg (What happened?)

I can be out the country and get you whacked (What?)

B***h look up to me like God, I can't wait to kill her throat (Bad)

I got mind control on b*****s, I don't have to use a remote

These lil' n***as on go (Go), they Swiss cheese and a rat (Rat)

They can't wait to up the score, a hundred rounds, hundred racks (Where)

All I do is break them hundos off and **** her like I'm broke (Broke)

You bet' not cry in this Phantom, b***h, you know where you belong (The streets)

Buy the average ones some jewelry, I made that b***h the one (Where?)

Hoes requestin' for that toxic d**k, that's all these b*****s want (Brrt)

[Chorus: Future & Moneybagg Yo]

I got all these hoes requestin' toxic d**k (Safe)

****in' her for years, she can't post my pic (She can't)

Five deep, ridin' 'round with ten stick (Ten stick)

Slide through, come back, hit your b***h (Come)

Yeah, I got all these hoes requestin' toxic d**k (It's all they want)

****in' her for years, better not post a pic (She better not do it)

Finger itchin', tryna hit somethin' with that switch (Frrt-frrt)

Slide through, come back, took your b***h (Gone)