Look Down Below

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Yeah, ayy (It's raw when you need cash only) Pass me my cup (Yeah) Yeah [Chorus] Hopped out the Porsche, gettin' stoned with the killers Jacket with the buckles, H&M, Margiela (Phew) Walk in the front door, look down below I was in Miami smokin' Metro with the zoes Pop me a half pill, I'm on Count up this cash, got this shit out a glitch Mix my pints, I don't miss no bitch I was up in church and I'm rockin' all Rick [Verse 1] Bought this ice just for my cup, bought the Baccarat just for your bitch Four zips deep, I'm stoned and stuck, three hundred deep on that Spider shit (Gotta dig it) Don't call my phone, bitch, I'm on City for the one night, I'm gone DC, who I'm 'posed to call? Tyrone Lil' Moe, where you been at? My zone [Chorus] Hopped out the Porsche, gеttin' stoned with the killers Jackеt with the buckles, H&M, Margiela Walk in the front door, look down below I was in Miami smokin' Metro with the zoes Pop me a half pill, I'm on Count up this cash, got this shit out a glitch Mix my pints, I don't miss no bitch (Nope) I was up in church and I'm rockin' all Rick [Verse 2] Four zips, now I'm stoned and stuck, why that bitch keep calling me? (Phew) 305, purp' on my gut, put this shit on, that bitch stalking me I'm on a Jet Ski You don't gotta pay attention 'cause your bitch knowing Got my DJ with me rocking Rick Owen Three bitches in the room with a flick going Can't come around if you not with the co' I just bought a six backstage at my show I just got some head backstage from that ho Junya Watanabe and it's all on my coat Racing big bodies and it's just me and Boat Pour to the brim and I roll up my dope My niggas slidin', ain't callin' no Uber My fortune good like I'm kin to the Buddha [Outro] Hey, DC, congratulations I'm so proud of how far you've came since I first met you in high school And I can't wait to see what else you have planned I miss you, call me after the show