4 the low Hi-C

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Go (Go), yeah (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
I did this verse for the low
Had to fuck with my lil' bro
She want to fuck 'cause I get to the loaf
Fuck her one time, then I ghost
Run up a check, then get me some more
I got some racks, but I need me some more
You broke as hell and you worried 'bout hoes
Got a bad bitch and she play with her nose
I hit the scene, just covered in Chrome
Too many thots, they stealing my flows
Stealing my swag, these niggas my clones
You a lil' kid, nigga my son
Thumbin' through blues, got it by myself
Designer my whip, got smoke in my lungs
She wanna hit, lil' bitch is she dumb?
Fuck her one time and we done
Hublot cost a few hunds, finna go and cop another one
Diamonds dancing on me, like the sun
Y'all already know how I punch
Eat a pack of shroomies just for lunch
And these bitches know I'm one-on-one
Run up on me, I ain't doing one-on-ones
Got them bands on me, so what?