Murda Beatz, Quavo, Travis Scott, Offset - Lo-Fi lyrics

Skrr-skrrt swipe me
(Pew) , swipe me (Pew) , swipe me (Pew)
Swipe me
(Pew) , swipe me (Pew) , swipe me (Pew)
M-M-M-Murda

Lo-fi, lo-fi, low tides (Low tide)
High five, high five, high times
Hot box in the sixth speed
(Skrr-skrrt, skrr-skrrt, skrr-skrrt)
Order birds, need a ten-piece
(Brr, brr, brr, brr)

Hunnid racks in my skinnies (Hunnid racks)
Blowin' gas out the BP (Gas, gas, gas)
Major League, not the Indies (yeah)
When I'm heatin' up, never tempt me (yeah)
Semi tucked, windows up
(yeah) , in the cut, rollin' up (yeah)
Light show, ice cold in that bowl
You can't go, you can't go out, you can't go
'Cause they say we start a riot at our shows

Hot box in the sixth speed
(Skrr-skrrt, skrr-skrrt, skrr-skrrt)
Order birds, need a ten-piece
(Brr, brr, brr, brr)

Suicide (Pew) suicide in the Lambo'
(Skrrt) , come and die (Die) live your life
(Life) , don't kill my vibe (Vibe)
See the money, I go get it, I'm in stride
(Go) she like the ride
(Ride)
Like the pegs on the Mongoose bike (Bike)
Oh, I'm 'bout to pull out the Benjis, uh
(Vrrm) she go to takin' off panties (Bleugh)
Get on the private, Miami (Pew)
Diamonds Amari, I'm dancin' (Shine)
Rick Owens, I zip up my boots (Hey)
This mornin', I'm droppin' a deuce (yeah)
You ain't the gang, you can't get recruited
(Uh, uh)
You was at the top, but somehow you blew it
(Pew, pew)
I'm all in your mouth, baby, don't chew it
(Bleugh, bleugh, bleugh) remember the days
The bando we trap out the Buick (Bando)
Go to the jeweler, I spend a 50
Go make me some fluid
I'm smokin' on gas, it's smelling like sewage
(Gas)
Look at that ass, it's bigger than Judy's
(Woo) i need cash
(Cash) , need it fast
Hand itchin' like a rash (Fast)
I stay down, put the Nawfside on the map

Hot box in the sixth speed
(Skrr-skrrt, skrr-skrrt, skrr-skrrt)
Order birds, need a ten-piece
(Brr, brr, brr, brr)
Send 'em back, never sin me
Order racks with the Henny