David Dre - Low Low Lyrics

On a low
On a low yeah
Critic's keep biting on my flow (Flow)
Haters keep hating on the low
Snitches keep snitching to the law
They show you fake love but that shit ain't for sure (Uh yeah)
People keep famzing for the ball (Ball)
Bitches sucking dick on the low
Niggas keep hating on your growth
They get your mixtape but they leave it at the door
Yes and correct but you sound like maybes
New god flow man
Don't be an atheist
Believe it in me
Room fulll of ladies teasing to me
It ain't easy to be
That young yikes chilling and looking all gold
I dont read books but I'm with a center fold
Ran a couple cheques and the devil told me sold
Where's the receipt?
Lyric so deep submarine be like sheesh
Where did get all this sea
F*cking on your bitch now she turn jodeci
Niggas still capping, bitches still telling
Yikes still repping but these niggas turn Ellen
Nigga catch a felon now he informant
Dirty ass snitches I might need door mats
I Might need door bells
I ain't really tryna tell you if that shit went well
Ride with a nigga you can call me Denzel
You ain't hardware man you like intel
Now I might need bail
You the type of nigga that might need 12
Verse too fire I might see you in hell
Critic's keep biting on my flow (Flow)
Haters keep hating on the low (Yeah)
Snitches keep snitching to the law
They show you fake love but that shit ain't for sure (Uh yeah)
People keep famzing for the ball (Ball)
Bitches sucking dick on the low
Niggas keep hating on your growth
They get your mixtape but they leave it at the door
Don't try and touch my shit if you ain't getting it
This shit is for sale I ain't serving community
She told me that I'm a waste of time
But malacious feelings would appear definitely
All day sipping potion
It hangs da depression
Stepping real quick new locations
That's just how it goes
That's just how it goes
That's just how it goes
My krabs with the green bucks