Domangue - Low Key lyrics
[Domangue - Low Key lyrics]
I’m killin’ the game, makin’ moves on the low
I stay in my lane & I stick to the code
Sippin’ that drank & exhaling that dro
I move in this bitch like a smooth criminal
I’m rollin’ up & breakin’ down an oz
I blow that good & try to keep it low key
Misunderstood i get it from the OG
It’s in my blood
& that’s just what it’s gon’ be
(But every time I’m bout to ride I’m like)
Lord won’t you help me out
This the shit I pray about (uh)
If these boys don’t let me be
These boys gon’ be layin’ out (uh)
‘Cause we down to ride up
& we ain’t ever gave a fuck
& we crossed the line
It took a couple of times
But we finally wised up
But for the sake of gettin’ that paper
In we quick to mount up
We quick to mount up
Ain’t no mistaken this for fugaziness
Shit’s real around us
So it’s deuces thrown to all strangers
You can move along I won’t blame ya
Keep tools to counter that danger
& I keep a round in that chamber
Best pray to God I don’t cock it
‘Cause if I pull the bitch then I’ll pop it
Get rude & empty your pockets
Or get a snap shot for that locket
I stay surrounded by shooters that’s
Down to get to ya
We stay on that lock & load
Order the heat on the noodle they carry
It out like they servin’ at Pappadeaux’s
This ain’t that shit that you used
To, that shit is played out
We gon’ get this bitch poppin’ tho
They lovin’ the way that I’m
Movin’, more money, more problems
Just make sure the bottle pour
I’m killin’ the game, makin’ moves on the low
I stay in my lane & I stick to the code
Sippin’ that drank & exhaling that dro
I move in this bitch like a smooth criminal
I’m rollin’ up & breakin’ down an oz
I blow that good & try to keep it low key
Misunderstood i get it from the OG
It’s in my blood
& that’s just what it’s gon’ be
(But every time I’m ‘bout to ride I’m like)
Lord won’t you help me out
This the shit I pray about (uh)
If these boys don’t let me be
These boys gon’ be layin’ out (uh)
Cuz we down to ride up &
We ain’t ever gave a fuck
& we crossed the line, it
Took a couple of times
But we finally wised up
But for the sake of gettin’ that paper
In we quick to mount up
We quick to mount up
Ain’t no mistaken this for fugaziness
Shit’s real around us
I stay in my lane & I stick to the code
Sippin’ that drank & exhaling that dro
I move in this bitch like a smooth criminal
I’m rollin’ up & breakin’ down an oz
I blow that good & try to keep it low key
Misunderstood i get it from the OG
It’s in my blood
& that’s just what it’s gon’ be
(But every time I’m bout to ride I’m like)
Lord won’t you help me out
This the shit I pray about (uh)
If these boys don’t let me be
These boys gon’ be layin’ out (uh)
‘Cause we down to ride up
& we ain’t ever gave a fuck
& we crossed the line
It took a couple of times
But we finally wised up
But for the sake of gettin’ that paper
In we quick to mount up
We quick to mount up
Ain’t no mistaken this for fugaziness
Shit’s real around us
So it’s deuces thrown to all strangers
You can move along I won’t blame ya
Keep tools to counter that danger
& I keep a round in that chamber
Best pray to God I don’t cock it
‘Cause if I pull the bitch then I’ll pop it
Get rude & empty your pockets
Or get a snap shot for that locket
I stay surrounded by shooters that’s
Down to get to ya
We stay on that lock & load
Order the heat on the noodle they carry
It out like they servin’ at Pappadeaux’s
This ain’t that shit that you used
To, that shit is played out
We gon’ get this bitch poppin’ tho
They lovin’ the way that I’m
Movin’, more money, more problems
Just make sure the bottle pour
I’m killin’ the game, makin’ moves on the low
I stay in my lane & I stick to the code
Sippin’ that drank & exhaling that dro
I move in this bitch like a smooth criminal
I’m rollin’ up & breakin’ down an oz
I blow that good & try to keep it low key
Misunderstood i get it from the OG
It’s in my blood
& that’s just what it’s gon’ be
(But every time I’m ‘bout to ride I’m like)
Lord won’t you help me out
This the shit I pray about (uh)
If these boys don’t let me be
These boys gon’ be layin’ out (uh)
Cuz we down to ride up &
We ain’t ever gave a fuck
& we crossed the line, it
Took a couple of times
But we finally wised up
But for the sake of gettin’ that paper
In we quick to mount up
We quick to mount up
Ain’t no mistaken this for fugaziness
Shit’s real around us