On the Low lyrics

[Verse 1: Yung Miami]
f*ck me in the Sprinter (Sprinter)
f*ck me in the jet (In the jet)
f*ck me everywhere (Everywhere)
I need brain on the train (On the train)
Let's leave stains on the plane (On the plane)
6-9 in London (Uh), I’m that kind of woman (Uh)
Who am I, trying that fun sh*t? (Uh)
She still c*m with a slump di*k (Ooh)
We could be flyin' across the world
But I ain't comin’ if you c*m quick (Uh)
Threesome with a foreign b*tch (Foreign b*tch)
I might try drugs, get more lit (Yup)
I ain't never been a part of a orgy (Nah)
But if the birds can't reach the top floor, I'll enjoy it (Ha)

[Pre-Chorus: Yung Miami]
I wanna travel 'round the world just to f*ck you (f*ck you)
I wanna travel 'round the world just to suck you (Suck you, haha)

[Chorus: JT]
Boy, our business is our business, not nobody else (Nobody)
We can't do this on the ground, let's keep it to ourselves (Period)
Boy, our business is our business, not nobody else (Nobody)
We can’t do this on the ground, let’s keep it to ourselves (Period)
[Verse 2: JT]
f*ckin' in private (Shhh), phone on silent
You make a b*tch shy, but tonight we’re wildin' (Ayy)
n*gga, we creepin', I got you saved under Pizza Man (Pop up)
'Cause every time I want the di*k, you deliver it
You my lil’ secret, can't escape this
Boy, we got a bond, ain't no b*tch can break this (Nah)
I won't drop a dime on the 'Gram, they can't take it
They wanna know so bad, but this sh*t so sacred
You ain't on my page, but you in my guts (Yup), f*ck it up
Call me when you wanna f*ck, let's keep in touch (Ayy)
Location sent, pull up dark tint
f*ckin' in a Benz, I won't drop a hint (I ain't gon' tell nobody)

[Chorus: JT]
Boy, our business is our business, not nobody else (Nobody)
We can't do this on the ground, let's keep it to ourselves (Period)
Boy, our business is our business, not nobody else (Nobody)
We can't do this on the ground, let's keep it to ourselves (Period)