Amber London - Low MF Key lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm ridin' slow off in that Cadillac Triple black, stack money Fake b**hes ain't gettin' jack from me I'm Low-key but kept it true n***a Watch out for the n***a in the blue pick People lurkin Im certain that muthaf**a ready to do a stick up I keep the mutha-f**in' mac I'mma pretty b**h that spit crack Ain't nobody touchin' that So keep truckin For my n***as get to bussin Ain't no love in these streets Just some weed and robotussin foo [Hook] I stay... Low muthaf**in' key You know I be... Low muthaf**in' key Blowin' on that OG Low-key That b**h don't know me cus I'm Low-key [x2] [Verse 2] Woodgrain with the leather seats Windows so dark you need a flashlight to see me We like it screwed It be the fast life for me Gettin' high pa**in' gra** like a G Flyin' first cla** over seas ho Smokin' sour diesel Wish a muthaf**a would Now I'm in the hood I be rollin' with the gangstas and macs Pretty b**hes ridin' with that thang in the back And I aim at yo back It's a shame they ain't think I could rap Not makin' music wit yo punk a** ho I let you s**as know And I'm ridin on that strip Gun on my hip im ready to trip If a muthaf**a touch my grip I'm up late and im thinkin' bout jackin' My n***as bout that action And they got yo b**h pistol packin' [Hook]