Xavy Rusan - Low Lands lyrics
[Xavy Rusan - Low Lands lyrics]
Record ay
Ay
Tell 'em no stress, no biggie (Okay)
Baby, I'm just too jiggy (Uh, huh)
Better know I brought that with me (Okay)
'Case they get too iffy (Uh, huh)
Baby, don't stress, don't sweat it (Okay)
Put it all on my debit (Uh, huh)
Niggas know how I'm comin' (Okay)
And they know what we hatin' (Uh, huh)
Runnin' 'round through that left side
Low end (Low end)
All of my niggas need more ends (More ends)
If he got beef, don't come out (Come out)
'Cause my young hitter, might go in (Go in)
Up town G in workin' all through my weekend
Hoppin' these niggas don't show out
'Cause all of my hitters, too deep in
Fuck with the boy, I'm soap sheened
Ain't worried 'bout shit long as my
Money and my dope green
Baby, I ain't got work tomorrow
Tell me what the businеss is
Ain't about no club hype, hoe
I'm tryna start some businеsses
Shawty fuck you thought it was? They
Better know it's not that
Talkin' all that shit online
They knowin' that it's not fact
Slidin' through my hood, I make
Maneuvers like an Uber, baby
Got a ten-year plan, these niggas
Can't tell what they doin', lately
And I'm way too clean, I'm Listerine
I thought they been knew it
Blunts all in my lungs
I got my red cup full of that hemp fluid
Young middle map mac, I'm swangin' that lack
I'm bangin' that do or die
And I ain't that hoe lately
Ass hoe leave 'fore I get crucified
Pimpin' in my bloodline, bitch
This player shit in my family tree
How the fuck they pressed out? Did my
Best out of what they handed me
Straight outta that country
Know my shawty thick as human air
And I need not mention, no extensions, ho
That's human hair boy we grew in there in
Runnin' 'round through that left side
Low end (Low end)
All of my niggas need more ends (More ends)
If he got beef, don't come out (Come out)
'Cause my young hitter, might go in (Go in)
Up town G in workin' all through my weekend
Hoppin' these niggas don't show out
'Cause all of my hitters, too deep in
Tell 'em no stress, no biggie (Okay)
Baby, I'm just too jiggy (Uh, huh)
Better know I brought that with me (Okay)
'Case they get too iffy (Uh, huh)
Baby, don't stress, don't sweat it (Okay)
Put it all on my debit (Uh, huh)
Niggas know how I'm comin' (Okay)
And they know what we hatin' (Uh, huh)
And it be that left side, low end
That left side, low end
Tha-tha-tha-tha-that left side, low end
That left side, low end
We were livin' in some projects (Mmm hmm…)
And they were new projects (yeah)
They had hot and cold runnin' water
(Laughing)
They had hot and cold runnin' water, baby
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Ay
Tell 'em no stress, no biggie (Okay)
Baby, I'm just too jiggy (Uh, huh)
Better know I brought that with me (Okay)
'Case they get too iffy (Uh, huh)
Baby, don't stress, don't sweat it (Okay)
Put it all on my debit (Uh, huh)
Niggas know how I'm comin' (Okay)
And they know what we hatin' (Uh, huh)
Runnin' 'round through that left side
Low end (Low end)
All of my niggas need more ends (More ends)
If he got beef, don't come out (Come out)
'Cause my young hitter, might go in (Go in)
Up town G in workin' all through my weekend
Hoppin' these niggas don't show out
'Cause all of my hitters, too deep in
Fuck with the boy, I'm soap sheened
Ain't worried 'bout shit long as my
Money and my dope green
Baby, I ain't got work tomorrow
Tell me what the businеss is
Ain't about no club hype, hoe
I'm tryna start some businеsses
Shawty fuck you thought it was? They
Better know it's not that
Talkin' all that shit online
They knowin' that it's not fact
Slidin' through my hood, I make
Maneuvers like an Uber, baby
Got a ten-year plan, these niggas
Can't tell what they doin', lately
And I'm way too clean, I'm Listerine
I thought they been knew it
Blunts all in my lungs
I got my red cup full of that hemp fluid
Young middle map mac, I'm swangin' that lack
I'm bangin' that do or die
And I ain't that hoe lately
Ass hoe leave 'fore I get crucified
Pimpin' in my bloodline, bitch
This player shit in my family tree
How the fuck they pressed out? Did my
Best out of what they handed me
Straight outta that country
Know my shawty thick as human air
And I need not mention, no extensions, ho
That's human hair boy we grew in there in
Runnin' 'round through that left side
Low end (Low end)
All of my niggas need more ends (More ends)
If he got beef, don't come out (Come out)
'Cause my young hitter, might go in (Go in)
Up town G in workin' all through my weekend
Hoppin' these niggas don't show out
'Cause all of my hitters, too deep in
Tell 'em no stress, no biggie (Okay)
Baby, I'm just too jiggy (Uh, huh)
Better know I brought that with me (Okay)
'Case they get too iffy (Uh, huh)
Baby, don't stress, don't sweat it (Okay)
Put it all on my debit (Uh, huh)
Niggas know how I'm comin' (Okay)
And they know what we hatin' (Uh, huh)
And it be that left side, low end
That left side, low end
Tha-tha-tha-tha-that left side, low end
That left side, low end
We were livin' in some projects (Mmm hmm…)
And they were new projects (yeah)
They had hot and cold runnin' water
(Laughing)
They had hot and cold runnin' water, baby
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