​laylow lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, haha
Yeah
f*ck, ayy

[Verse]
Sell them Xans, couple short, you already trippin' out
I'm poppin' sh*t, you could probably tell but the way they flinchin' out
[?] at my door, like, can I get some more? They b*tchin' out
Can't f*ck these [?], they run through, want some Marshawn Lynch and ah
They gon' pass this blunt right here, I'm probably just gon' face it, ho
Ain't gonna front, ain't cuffin' shawty, I just want Felicia
These fanboys be on di*k, won't trip, I ain't wan' been layin' low
Still put on for the bros, won't trip on none or sort
Not falling for no whores, I won't trip on none or sort (Haha)
Said this our last resort, like damn, I was gettin' bored
Had them Xan bars in my drawer, told her to lay down, I enjoy
Okay, Xanny bar, Xanny bar, if I take this, gotta lay low
[?], what the f*ck? Like, shawty on this payphone
f*ck this broad, now she wan' go home like she unstable
Hurry, delete contact before I go home to my main ho (Haha)
'Cause you know I got to lay low, hey

[Outro]
'Cause you know I got to lay low
'Cause you know I got to—, hey
'Cause you know I got to lay low, hey
'Cause you know I got to lay low