Zachary Pope - On The Low lyrics

(Intro) Poured up know what Destiny needs no luck You what it is shawty I was good before ya (Hook 1) Look at this sh** that we've come to (Put that on yo head) Look that these b**hes that come thru You cannot say I ain't warn you, off rip All of that sh** that we been through (All of that sh**) Look at these b**hes that come through You cannot say I ain't warn you Girl it's my bad You cannot call me ya man I don't think you understand All of this can't be my bad Look at the sh** that we've come to Put that on ya head Look at these b**hes that come through You cannot say I ain't warn you (Verse 1) Baddie baddie She get that sh** from the family Look at her momma she so fine Put her right up on the all time All of my n***as they co-sign [like] Put that lil hoe in a new whip I got that girl in her nude fit That booty is dangerous Skin is my favorite fragrance I'm loving that slow whine Lil mama she stay on her own time She got that p**y u won't find She got that p**y they don't sell She tellin me things that I won't tell All of these n***as they want dat n***as be talkin with no racks Hang it up you can't afford that I Heard she f** wit other n***as on the low That's the problem wit these hoes They don't ever know they role I got b**hes think it's sweet I let em think they got it made When they give me what I want I tell them b**hes they got played (Hook 2) Look at this sh** that we've come to (Put that on yo head) Look that these b**hes that come thru You cannot say I ain't warn you, off rip All of that sh** that we been through (All of that sh**) Look at these b**hes that come through You cannot say I ain't warn you Girl it's my bad You cannot call me ya man I don't think you understand All of this can't be my bad Look at the sh** that we've come to Put that on ya head Look at these b**hes that come through You cannot say I ain't warn you (Verse 2) I don't see how you could blame me You ain't the one that u make seem All of that talk it remains cheap Now you can sit in them nose bleeds I put you right in the game Like you was sitting in floor seats That p**y was nothin busy roast beef It's like you a Philly wit no cheese f** any b**h wit a man That's scheming and plotting & making them plans You all in my face wit that baby I love you How can you cheat when there's no one above you f** you I got some things in the works I got new one that squirts Ohh I put my past in the dirt The new me I know what I'm worth I Heard she f** wit other n***as on the low That's the problem wit these hoes They don't ever know they role I got b**hes think it's sweet I let em think they got it made When they give me what I want I tell them b**hes they got played (Hook 3) Look at this sh** that we've come to (Put that on yo head) Look that these b**hes that come thru You cannot say I ain't warn you, off rip All of that sh** that we been through (All of that sh**) Look at these b**hes that come through You cannot say I ain't warn you Girl it's my bad You cannot call me ya man I don't think you understand All of this can't be my bad Look at the sh** that we've come to Put that on ya head Look at these b**hes that come through You cannot say I ain't warn you