[Intro: 1TakeJay, Husalah]
Nigga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
Low the Great
Nigga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
Nigga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
Nigga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
Wait, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
[Verse 1: 1TakeJay]
Tell that bitch wipe me down, I'm an A-hole (I'm an A-hole)
If you ain't got the bag, bitch, what I came for? (What I came for?)
A hundred pennies make a dollar, where my change, bro?
No habla ingles? I need my pesos, mijo (I need my pesos, mijo)
Put that bitch on the blade with no skates on (With no skates on)
My bitch walk around naked like she hate clothes (Ooh)
She think the dick a Backwood, she gon' face those
I'm not 6ix9ine, but you can still taste the rainbow
Ayy, I ain't never did the race, I don't chase hoes
Stop it, you wearing knockoff, they don't make those
I really bust down, my shit hit from every angle
Two B's, I keep a Boosie fade and a bankroll
Why you just standing around lookin', what you waitin' on? (What you waitin on?)
If you ain't finna fuck it up, what you came for? (Why you come?) Nigga, you a wallflower, we hate those
Nigga, on my, nigga, on my mama, this beat go
[Interlude: 1TakeJay, Husalah]
Nigga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
Nigga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
Nigga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
Wait, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
Nigga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
Low the Great
Nigga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
Nigga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
Nigga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
Wait, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
[Verse 1: 1TakeJay]
Tell that bitch wipe me down, I'm an A-hole (I'm an A-hole)
If you ain't got the bag, bitch, what I came for? (What I came for?)
A hundred pennies make a dollar, where my change, bro?
No habla ingles? I need my pesos, mijo (I need my pesos, mijo)
Put that bitch on the blade with no skates on (With no skates on)
My bitch walk around naked like she hate clothes (Ooh)
She think the dick a Backwood, she gon' face those
I'm not 6ix9ine, but you can still taste the rainbow
Ayy, I ain't never did the race, I don't chase hoes
Stop it, you wearing knockoff, they don't make those
I really bust down, my shit hit from every angle
Two B's, I keep a Boosie fade and a bankroll
Why you just standing around lookin', what you waitin' on? (What you waitin on?)
If you ain't finna fuck it up, what you came for? (Why you come?) Nigga, you a wallflower, we hate those
Nigga, on my, nigga, on my mama, this beat go
[Interlude: 1TakeJay, Husalah]
Nigga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
Nigga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
Nigga, on my mama, that go, this beat hit
Wait, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
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