Serious - On The Low lyrics

Intro {CHORUS x2} I got ya favorite rapper in a headlock (on the low) I got ya main b**h makin the bedrock (on the low) I got ya babys daddy in a headlock (on the low) Verse 1 I don't give a f** Talkin sh** better have a gun to tuck I go retorted i go dumb as f** Take ya girlfriend I bet she gotta bubble bu*t We cuddle up and thats it She kinda cute but not a bad b**h She ratchet im rappin b**h what the f** is cracking She take the dick she learn a lesson You don't really wanna see me turn aggressive Light another blunt im bout burn a session If you f**in with me ill pull a murder weapon Like what it is (what it is) Would u be mad if i f**ed ya b**h? Gotta thang in my jeans like tuck a clip Turnt up leaned back off a cup of gin Cutting up fat lines of amanda bynes Up late trippin on the candle light All my so called friends y'all can stand aside Because u were never there until i had a life Now u wanna be friends like wattup wacko Im sorry bout the past i was such an a**hole I heard about the song u did with twisted insane And i never really knew that u could get in his lane I been there since day 1 im so glad that we gotta be friends Do u got 100 bucks can u take me on tour Hell nah motha f**a u ain't gotta pretend Get stomped in the cement You and yo fam get burned alive And i go so dumb im permafried end ya life before it started thats s**macide {CHORUS X2} Verse 2 Still don't give a f** Thats how ima start off verse 2 Me verse you b**h u know ill hurt merc you my 9 milla don't gotta curfew And i been k**in this sh** since villainous So don't front b**h i know u feeling this Pull ya twat out p**y get knocked out if u in my house best believe ima drill it b**h Like shhhhhh On the low your girlfriend know i got the bombest blow She got it all in and on her nose That mollly knock her down like dominos So shhhhh i wanna make a toast to your favorite rapper he can take a blow But if i see him again ima break his nose And i may talk big but i ain't made it tho Gotta naked hoe chillin with me Hater wanna beef ill k** em quickly Im so faded and im motivated Im drunk as f** and im feeling dizzy Get chopped up with a battle axe Yo girls p**y ill tackle that She ride this horse saddle back Gotta rattle back and a rack in the cadilac Oh sh** what the f** its about a go down Turn a half to a zip turn a zip to a q turn a q to a half then up to the whole pound Im profound and uoeno it Genocide ent 2014 Make a who*e scream in an orgy or she gotta be on your team and of course she knows {CHORUS X2} Outro