[Intro: 1TakeJay]
Low the Great (Low the Great)
Wait, hold up
Hold up
Hold up
[Chorus: 1TakeJay]
Niggas pockets on a diet
Catfish niggas lying
Nigga, you tried it
I do this without trying
Mama keep on telling me, "I’m proud of you"
Mama, shut the fuck up, you ain’t even got no Prada
Nigga had it rough, but I’m still Gucci
Blister on my feet from these shoes, but they still Gucci
Bitch pussy weak, but it’s still coochie
Bitch ass faker than her hair, but it’s still booty
I ain’t got no manners, I'm a foolie
[Verse 1: 1TakeJay]
Nigga, like the toilet, I’ll let this bitch use me
Specially at the crib, that mean she finna do me
Bitch, I ain’t no kid, I’m tryna get the cooties
The head, and all that other shit that you be doin'
It’s simple, baby, pull up like a Huggie
Like a Big Mac, I want you to mc-love me (I want you to mc-love me)
I remember back then if she was in street I still couldn’t hit it
Like a parked car, now she getting curved
R.I.P Swerve (R.I.P Swerve), from the Jordan downs (Jordan downs)
I remember I had a bucket, I’m so foreign
Now, bitch, don’t drown (Don't drown)
I just threw thirty thou' (Thirty thou'?)
On a necklace, bitch, I’m that reckless
Really, I’m that nigga, still living like a peasant (Living like a peasant)
No, I’m not broke, I’m just humble if you guessing
You just wanna fuck, huh, bitch, you guessed it
Bop
Low the Great (Low the Great)
Wait, hold up
Hold up
Hold up
[Chorus: 1TakeJay]
Niggas pockets on a diet
Catfish niggas lying
Nigga, you tried it
I do this without trying
Mama keep on telling me, "I’m proud of you"
Mama, shut the fuck up, you ain’t even got no Prada
Nigga had it rough, but I’m still Gucci
Blister on my feet from these shoes, but they still Gucci
Bitch pussy weak, but it’s still coochie
Bitch ass faker than her hair, but it’s still booty
I ain’t got no manners, I'm a foolie
[Verse 1: 1TakeJay]
Nigga, like the toilet, I’ll let this bitch use me
Specially at the crib, that mean she finna do me
Bitch, I ain’t no kid, I’m tryna get the cooties
The head, and all that other shit that you be doin'
It’s simple, baby, pull up like a Huggie
Like a Big Mac, I want you to mc-love me (I want you to mc-love me)
I remember back then if she was in street I still couldn’t hit it
Like a parked car, now she getting curved
R.I.P Swerve (R.I.P Swerve), from the Jordan downs (Jordan downs)
I remember I had a bucket, I’m so foreign
Now, bitch, don’t drown (Don't drown)
I just threw thirty thou' (Thirty thou'?)
On a necklace, bitch, I’m that reckless
Really, I’m that nigga, still living like a peasant (Living like a peasant)
No, I’m not broke, I’m just humble if you guessing
You just wanna fuck, huh, bitch, you guessed it
Bop
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