Lindsey Low lyrics

[Intro: RTB MB]
(Enrgy made this one)
I'm in— alright

[Verse: RTB MB & RTB Capo]
I'm in LA, I got drafted to these n*ggas, I'll clip a n*gga
She ain't know I f*cked her friend, I'm the slickest n*gga
Alright, he in MP off the ****, he be trippin', n*gga
I just pulled up with thirty hoes, fifty b*tches, n*gga
Said he wanna make a hundred thousand, tell him listen to me
My favorite room in the house is the kitchen, n*gga
My n*gga Trell up drank, he gon' hit you with it
We automatic with our weapons, it's a headshot
On the road, think I need some Wock', it's a med stop
I'm the people's choice with this new rock, it's a lеg drop
Twenty-four, I got young money, make hеr bed rock (n*gga)
f*cked a b*tch for three hours, made her legs lock
My n*gga did a ten in the pen', now his dreads locked
UNC Off-White 1s and they deadstock
We just threw twenty up in Cheetahs, we finna head out
If a n*gga dissin' on the gang, he a dead opp
Every single **** that I cop got a red dot
Get off red, then I pop a ****, I'm like Gregg now
I just spent two-fifty on a Millie, it's a red watch (n*gga)
Put a b*tch on the curb, come take the trash out
She tried to f*ck me off-guard, I whipped a Mag' out
Just bought my b*tch a Goyard, I'm in my bag now
Young as hell, f*ckin' on a b*tch at my dad house
Call of Duty, we gon' hit his head, make him lag out
Thirty hoes runnin' 'round the crib, it's a bad house
Thirty hoes runnin' 'round the pool, finna spazz out
Why you mad you ain't catch a play? You ran a bad route
Y'all ran it up off EDD, you n*ggas sad now
Walked in Allure with all ones, we brought the strags out
A hundred M's to my name, I can brag now
Off an X pill, we been five times since the last round (n*gga)
Dropped an eight in a pot, I f*cked up a Sprite
Thirty 'bows on the plane, it was overnight
I just ate a bag of ****, I'm higher than a kite
Get off the drugs and fight a n*gga, I'm like Iron Mike
Lindsay Lohan, I got white b*tches everywhere
MB 'bow man, I got white stickies everywhere
Just took a n*gga head off for muggin', what you starin' at?
Just cut a ho b*tch off for huggin', we ain't pairin' back
Me and Capo ran your b*tch like Usain Bolt
Me and Yachty cool, me and you not in the same boat
Black n*gga and I got some whips, call me Django
This b*tch finna let me ram like Durangos
n*gga, RTB
Three states in five days, I can't even sleep
You spent a check on that pus*y, you ain't even beat
I'm out in Cali with the 'bows and I'm on the beach
Your mans on, but you a bum, n*gga, you a leech
I closed my eyes and made ten, n*gga, come and see
That b*tch buzzin' in my ear, alright, n*gga
That b*tch buzzin' in my ear, she a bumblebee
[Outro: RTB Capo]
n*gga, RTB, n*gga
b*tch buzzin' in my ear, she a— alright
That b*tch buzzin' in my— alright, n*gga
That b*tch buzzin' in my ear, she a bumblebee
n*gga
Damn