Slab niggas make the hoes go dumb
Gettin' hella change so we call each other bum
Fuck them other niggers yo I'm good I don't need 'em
I'm on the grind see the sparks fly when you lead 'em
Louie V's go coin?
Get busy nigga boy?
And we ain't get no tricks, just licks
And we ain't gettin' no top score for this
Probably me and two chicks
That end up at ruth chris
Niggas 'bout to jump on they steak like "who's this"
Keep them hoes trickin' talk about I wanna be with you
Check a young nigga swag, you could learn a thing or two
I shine at night like the bathroom light
When you with me we can hit any club you like
But really I'm just a low key
Just like all of my homies
Waddup Bum (yes), waddup bum
Waddup bum (yes), waddup bum
Oh fo' sho', too fresh
Now where the hoes bum
There they go, there they go, there they go
(Hold up) Slap niggas make the hoes go dumb
Gettin' hella change so we call each other bum (X2)
And crew can't make the hoes go dumb
My hood tris said "where you think you get it from?"
Let me pull down Scottwood? choppin' with the posse
Had to grab a OZ and a pint of Rossi
My hood could fly if you rockin' that shit that you would not see
Damn it so obvious when niggas try to copy
And my nigga pulled a bang right before the show
Everybody know? got the polos on the low
Let me hear my nigga luggage
And see where the tree be
Mary's got them free leaves
Ain't no second guessin' when we step out ho
Killin' and walkin' around
This shit you never seen
Even though I stay fly
Yo I'm never on the scene
Cuz really I'm just a low key
Just like all of my homies