Ken Carson - On the Low lyrics

(808 Mafia) yeah

Uh, runnin' up them racks 'til I get old
(yeah) i count up blue cheese
I spend this shit before it mold (Oh yeah)
Got your ho on her knees
I'm trying to hit the back of her throat
(Oh yeah) but she ain't nothin' to me
I'm 'bout to pass her to my bro (Oh nah)
I'm a pimp and I walk with a limp, no
I ain't trippin' 'bout no ho (Oh yeah)
And I know that these niggas mad 'cause
I got they hoes on go (Oh yeah)
I was hittin' his bitch from the back
He was pillow talkin' on the low

Yeah, these niggas go out
Bad 'bout these hoes
Bitch can't get nothin' from me
Not even somethin' from the store
Yeah, bitch, I'm cold (yeah)
Iced tea, big tit bitch with me
Ain't no Nicole got a big booty bitch, but
The bitch bald headed, yeah, amber Rose
Poured a six of the Tris, we
Ain't got no red, yeah, fuck a four
Hit a lick if we ain't got no bread, yeah
Kick a door (yeah)
If it ain't about a dollar, if
It ain't about money, yeah
Don't hit my phone (yeah)

Uh, runnin' up them racks 'til I get old
I count up blue cheese
I spend this shit before it mold
Got your ho on her knees
I'm trying to hit the back of her throat
But she ain't nothin' to me
I'm 'bout to pass her to my bro
I'm a pimp and I walk with a limp, no
I ain't trippin' 'bout no ho
(I ain't trippin' 'bout no ho)
And I know that these niggas mad 'cause
I got they hoes on go
I was hittin' his bitch from the back
He was pillow talkin' on the low

Uh, he was pillow talking on the low