Keep It Low Lyrics – Moneybagg Yo
Singer: Moneybagg Yo
Title: Keep It Low
Yeah (Hold up), park the Rolls truck (Skrrt)
Why not pull up Lambo’ car and pop it with the doors up? (Low)
This sh#t got colossal, I got models tryna pay me to f#ck (Hahaha)
Tell her the price done went up (Up)
It’s gon’ cost more than a buck
Know that sh#t 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#gg#, 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#tch 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 sh#t)
I got all these hoes rеquestin’ toxic dick (Safe)
f#ckin’ 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#tch (Come)
Yeah, I got all these hoes requestin’ toxic dick (It’s all they want)
f#ckin’ 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#tch (Gone)
b#tch 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#tch from the back, big dawg (What happened?)
I can be out the country and get you whacked (What?)
b#tch look up to me like God, I can’t wait to kill her throat (Bad)
I got mind control on b#tches, I don’t have to use a remote
These lil’ n#gg#s 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 f#ck her like I’m broke (Broke)
You bet’ not cry in this Phantom, b#tch, you know where you belong (The streets)
Buy the average ones some jewelry, I made that b#tch the one (Where?)
Hoes requestin’ for that toxic dick, that’s all these b#tches want (Brrt)
I got all these hoes requestin’ toxic dick (Safe)
f#ckin’ 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#tch (Come)
Yeah, I got all these hoes requestin’ toxic dick (It’s all they want)
f#ckin’ 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#tch (Gone)
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