Slow and Low

Bass bumping low, yeah, we cruisin’ through the night, Blowing trees in a bucket, time to roll, got the vibe feeling right,no pussy niggaz or dumb bitches tryin to start a fight, dark fuccin day bright fuccin nights Leakin’ oil in the street, watch it drip, bout to drift, hear me spit,bitches love my flow, Rollin richn’ real slow, got that rhythm blazin shit, let it glow. Big booty bitches twerking, ya u kno can’t stop, cuz they droppin paper, got glock 19s, sippin liquor, the baddest one i been tryin to fucc is my muthafuccin step sister, haha fuck a bitch no turkey thats cold aint trying to quit, feelin young when i know im oksThey move like the beat dropped got the whole club lit, No glitches in the matrix, im poppin crist im tha shit off the rip keep it sharp, stay on point, When you go, you gotta go, man, I’m reppin’ my City bitch, lights flashin’, shadows dance on the block, Got all my niggaz. crashin, never fold, we stay locked, Whippin’ through the lanes, bandana on your boy, like i was pac yeah, we own this whole scene, Living life raw, splurgin cream like we’re part of a bad as nightmare wet dream. Cups up, toast to the nights we won’t forget, Chasin’ all our goals, never settle for regret, In the rearview, haters fade, they can’t contest, This life we livin’, man, you know we’re truly blessed prayin hard for them hollow points. go thru ya chest or i