Get Low lyrics

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Jace!



[Verse: Cel NoLackin]
Uhh, Lackin, uhh, listen, uhh, uhh
I don't click with different blocks, NoLackin came from out the South
Them n*ggas mention "[?]" name, I'm tryin' to go see what that sh*t 'bout
Been they block, drop yo' ski, go put this hot sh*t in they mouth
Go ask Red, I did a drill, then shot the [?] inside his house
I'm still actin', still bendin', say my name, I'm bouncin' out
Them n*ggas say the [?] don't murder, but they glorify the [?]
So I'm in the trenches, baggy pants, but stuff my Glock inside a pouch
They think this sh*t for fashion, boy, they hid the stick from word of mouth
I hit the block with .26 on me, I swapped it out for Glock .23
Slap a button on back this b*tch, I bet I win the MVP
n*ggas think they tough with Glock out, he hear—Brr—and use his feet
n*ggas [?] but since 22 got spanked, they hear a [?]

[Chorus]
Get low with the stick like limbo
I might spin up on the opps, don't catch 'em stretches [?]
I don't drill with n*ggas 'cause I know they kinfolk
I got locked up in the jail, no, touch me, I'm ten toes

[Verse: Jace!]
Ain't worried bout sh— got a hold of his chain
Coulda' make his ass buy that sh*t back
Ass spank her, ass smack, smack
This hit— hittin' his back
I ain't worried 'bout, 'cause we been on God
We left his house with holes, cheese, Jack
I ain't heard 'bout, 'cause we been on God
And we belt to ass, ain't showin' no slack
We striked the scat, we back to back, head tap any n*gga that lack
My OG told me, you jumpin' the streets, the boy tryna' run, catch up like track
He actin' stupid, goofy, I bet them bullets would get his ass on track
Ain't no way we doublin' back like that
Ain't no way I'ma show off the MAC like that
Ain't no way that boy sippin' on real Act'
I got a white plug, named him Zack
f*ck that, get block under attack
Green light, red light, get his ass whacked
[Chorus]
Get low with the stick like limbo
I might spin up on the opps, don't catch 'em stretches [?]
I don't drill with n*ggas 'cause I know they kinfolk
I got locked up in the jail, no, touch me, I'm ten toes n*gga

[Outro]
Get low, let the switch go, uhh
n*ggas droppin' disses, last I checked, killed his bro, uhh, uhh
Get low, uhh, get low, n*ggas drop the disses now, uhh
Check on you bro, uhh, get low, uhh, get low
n*ggas drop the disses now, check on you bro
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