Testo Low Key - Action Pack
Testo della canzone Low Key (Action Pack), tratta dall'album I'm Action
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Range Rover, peanut butter seats
Pinky ring lookin' like a pea
Mad song slide when it's beef
Exotic hos smoke exotic weed
I been tryna keep her low-key
She been tryna pop it like me
I just seen she die up in these streets
Don't think that I'ma leaker 'cause I ain't sweet
Everybody rockin' with me now
Had to put the work in, put the time
You up in the trap, watch your blind
I just made a fifty from a dime
Plenty time my life was on the line
We goin' through the army, say "I'm fine"
Plenty trees, growin' like a vine
I been takin' one step at a time
Little nigga, I get big though
Servin' gas, hit the seat, go
Bottles comin', I need six more
'Til I pull up road, roll some goals
They be shit until I can't no more
Posted on the block, you still see me there
Ain't chasin' you baby, bitch is everywhere
How I run the trap, I'm hardly ever there
I just drop it off, spread it everywhere
He gon' buy 'em all, I just ship 'em there
Put it on the road, burly in the earth
Dig in my accent, she like, where I'm from
I'm from Memphis like Grealish, but I ain't fuckin' you Burr
I was bustin' my chain and my charm
Run a eight, got my hood on my arm
If you countin' me out, then you done
Range Rover, peanut butter seats
Pinky ring lookin' like a pea
Mad song slide when it's beef
Exotic hos smoke exotic weed
I been tryna keep her low-key
She been tryna pop it like me
I just sent she die up in these streets
Don't think that I'ma leaker, I ain't sweet
Everybody rockin' with me now
Had to put the work and put the time
You up in the trap, watch your blind
I just made a fifty from a dime
Plenty time, my life was on the line
We goin' through the army say, "I'm fine"
Plenty trees, grow 'em like a vine
I been takin' one step at a time
One foot in the trap and then the door
Ap or the paddock, cop 'em both
Puli or the Draco, told 'em both
Purple jeans, upgraded from Levi
I been poppin' shit, my opp don't be out
Momma house smell like gas, had to stay out
I was out here movin', done with no head
Now I'm pumpin' out these traps, I'm the man
Sneak this, but tryna dot me, you a fan
Big Glock got her drawn like a band
I don't know what's on her dad, she go real fast
Pimp on two of them, show 'em I ain't payin'
I get boss from Louisville, broke a rubber band
This another thing, really came up off a turkey bag
I might drop the pipe, just keep comin' back
Like a DJ, you know you can run it back
I got endless paper like a money bag
Young and slammed 'em down head on Corona man
Yeah, she thick as hell, booty real soft
Had a trap in the know, we was pumpin' hard
Give a fuck what you doin', I get paid regardless
Snuck a drink in the club down, searched the audience
Fear postin' the trap, I came up out it
Got some money, but I ain't get no love out it
Range Rover, peanut butter seats
Pinky ring lookin' like a pea
Mad song slide when it's beef
Exotic ho smoke exotic weed
I been tryna keep her low-key
She been tryna pop it like me
I just seen she die up in these streets
Don't think that I'ma leaker 'cause I ain't sweet
Everybody rockin' with me now
Had to put the work in, put the time
You up in the trap, just watch your blind
I just made a fifty from a dime
Plenty time my life was on the line
With goin' through the app and say I'm fine
Plenty trees growin' like a vine
I been takin' one step at a time
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Writer(s): Action Pack, Rodrigo Cruz Figueroa
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