Bitch I'm the goat, bitch I'm the king
Tell 'em get off my throne
I need a castle that come with a moat
And a driveway that look like a road
Flex in a fit that look right out of vogue
All that I need and that's all that she wrote
I am not one to be doin' the most
When I'm at your throat, don't let nobody know
I know
I know I know
Don't overthink
Don't overdose
I hit nicole
And I hit nina, need 'em both
I been fiendin'
I gotta go
I hit the road
I hit the floor
I didn't know
I didn't
Bruce Lee with the kicks, boy
Ain't rich, look rich, boy
Big boss, with the hits, boy
I ain't never need to hit a lick, boy
Girl in my cellar wrapped up in leather
She lookin' good I look better
Snakes in the grass and medusa my sweater
Ask for a verse and you won't get a letter, I swear
And I am materialistic, I cannot help it, I guess I'm selfish
I need the wealth, it's all for myself, the money compels me, damn
Got it on my own I did it on my own
Way I run it, andale and vamanos
You ain't with the family it's adios
Gotta keep it on the low, I keep it on the low
Shit sound like Blue Pill, I'm on the red one
Tell her f*ck it get your nails and get your hair done
Ain't got no time now apartment lookin' barren
I'm tryna blow and buy my momma a McLaren
I got a 40, man I'm wildin'
Good lordie, woahdie, man I do it
740 I been riding
I been recording in the sewage
In the corner, on my island
Blue and gold like I'm a Bruin
Real talk, know nothing bout it
I been flowin' on the fluid
Everything that I'm doin' calculated, computed
I been rollin' through the ruins, it's me and my goonies
Everything that I been through, ain't no use in assuming
Man I really need the jewels, I'm really a truant
Santana with the black magic, got a bad habit
Turnin' bad bitches into something asthmatic
Baby got back, man I'm a mack daddy
Paranoid like I'm Black Sabbath
You say you got it, ain't no Holy Ghost
The game lookin' like it's comatose
Gettin high I need a telescope
Just to see em from way out here on my own
I dont see you in a Holy Ghost
Game lookin' like it's comatose
Say you poppin', I might overdose
It's a necessary evil I suppose
Got it on my own I did it on my own
Way I run it, andale and vamanos
You ain't with the family it's adios
Gotta keep it on the low, I keep it on the low
Shit sound like Blue Pill, I'm on the red one
Tell her f*ck it get your nails and get your hair done
Ain't got no time now apartment lookin' barren
I'm tryna blow and buy my momma a McLaren
Loudoun - On the Low Lyrics
Loudoun - On the Low Lyrics
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Bitch I'm the goat, bitch I'm the king
Tell 'em get off my throne
I need a castle that come with a moat
And a driveway that look like a road
Flex in a fit that look right out of vogue
All that I need and that's all that she wrote
I am not one to be doin' the most
When I'm at your throat, don't let nobody know
I know
I know I know
Don't overthink
Don't overdose
I hit nicole
And I hit nina, need 'em both
I been fiendin'
I gotta go
I hit the road
I hit the floor
I didn't know
I didn't
Bruce Lee with the kicks, boy
Ain't rich, look rich, boy
Big boss, with the hits, boy
I ain't never need to hit a lick, boy
Girl in my cellar wrapped up in leather
She lookin' good I look better
Snakes in the grass and medusa my sweater
Ask for a verse and you won't get a letter, I swear
And I am materialistic, I cannot help it, I guess I'm selfish
I need the wealth, it's all for myself, the money compels me, damn
Got it on my own I did it on my own
Way I run it, andale and vamanos
You ain't with the family it's adios
Gotta keep it on the low, I keep it on the low
Shit sound like Blue Pill, I'm on the red one
Tell her f*ck it get your nails and get your hair done
Ain't got no time now apartment lookin' barren
I'm tryna blow and buy my momma a McLaren
I got a 40, man I'm wildin'
Good lordie, woahdie, man I do it
740 I been riding
I been recording in the sewage
In the corner, on my island
Blue and gold like I'm a Bruin
Real talk, know nothing bout it
I been flowin' on the fluid
Everything that I'm doin' calculated, computed
I been rollin' through the ruins, it's me and my goonies
Everything that I been through, ain't no use in assuming
Man I really need the jewels, I'm really a truant
Santana with the black magic, got a bad habit
Turnin' bad bitches into something asthmatic
Baby got back, man I'm a mack daddy
Paranoid like I'm Black Sabbath
You say you got it, ain't no Holy Ghost
The game lookin' like it's comatose
Gettin high I need a telescope
Just to see em from way out here on my own
I dont see you in a Holy Ghost
Game lookin' like it's comatose
Say you poppin', I might overdose
It's a necessary evil I suppose
Got it on my own I did it on my own
Way I run it, andale and vamanos
You ain't with the family it's adios
Gotta keep it on the low, I keep it on the low
Shit sound like Blue Pill, I'm on the red one
Tell her f*ck it get your nails and get your hair done
Ain't got no time now apartment lookin' barren
I'm tryna blow and buy my momma a McLaren
Tell 'em get off my throne
I need a castle that come with a moat
And a driveway that look like a road
Flex in a fit that look right out of vogue
All that I need and that's all that she wrote
I am not one to be doin' the most
When I'm at your throat, don't let nobody know
I know
I know I know
Don't overthink
Don't overdose
I hit nicole
And I hit nina, need 'em both
I been fiendin'
I gotta go
I hit the road
I hit the floor
I didn't know
I didn't
Bruce Lee with the kicks, boy
Ain't rich, look rich, boy
Big boss, with the hits, boy
I ain't never need to hit a lick, boy
Girl in my cellar wrapped up in leather
She lookin' good I look better
Snakes in the grass and medusa my sweater
Ask for a verse and you won't get a letter, I swear
And I am materialistic, I cannot help it, I guess I'm selfish
I need the wealth, it's all for myself, the money compels me, damn
Got it on my own I did it on my own
Way I run it, andale and vamanos
You ain't with the family it's adios
Gotta keep it on the low, I keep it on the low
Shit sound like Blue Pill, I'm on the red one
Tell her f*ck it get your nails and get your hair done
Ain't got no time now apartment lookin' barren
I'm tryna blow and buy my momma a McLaren
I got a 40, man I'm wildin'
Good lordie, woahdie, man I do it
740 I been riding
I been recording in the sewage
In the corner, on my island
Blue and gold like I'm a Bruin
Real talk, know nothing bout it
I been flowin' on the fluid
Everything that I'm doin' calculated, computed
I been rollin' through the ruins, it's me and my goonies
Everything that I been through, ain't no use in assuming
Man I really need the jewels, I'm really a truant
Santana with the black magic, got a bad habit
Turnin' bad bitches into something asthmatic
Baby got back, man I'm a mack daddy
Paranoid like I'm Black Sabbath
You say you got it, ain't no Holy Ghost
The game lookin' like it's comatose
Gettin high I need a telescope
Just to see em from way out here on my own
I dont see you in a Holy Ghost
Game lookin' like it's comatose
Say you poppin', I might overdose
It's a necessary evil I suppose
Got it on my own I did it on my own
Way I run it, andale and vamanos
You ain't with the family it's adios
Gotta keep it on the low, I keep it on the low
Shit sound like Blue Pill, I'm on the red one
Tell her f*ck it get your nails and get your hair done
Ain't got no time now apartment lookin' barren
I'm tryna blow and buy my momma a McLaren
Writer: Benjamin Simon
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