A92 - Go Low 2.0 lyrics

(performed by Kebz, Nikz, KSav & Offica) (Turn me up KidSpyral) (Ghosty) Bow! [Nikz:] Bad one bust down on the kid, come arch her I tell her go low for the A92 (Buss it) I'm scorching in this T, no T Rex And he got run out the A by fiends (Ching, ching) I'm a young black boy tryna slap this lead And I bun hella green buds with the crew I made man's white tee turn red Now I'm wanted by the boys in blue Winnin' this beef and I say it with chest Now I got a mask on my face like COVID Slap one at a pagan's chest And now you got a pain in your chest like COVID We don't play like duck-duck-goose I duck a man down, tryna leave man folded (Baow) If you don't duck, get hit in your Canada Goose You know the gangdem's loaded They ain't out on the block so we circle around Yeah, we circle like a merry-go-round You ain't ever tryna get a bag or a body Get a body bag, I use it when I pull up in the town I ain't ever lied, did I do that, I'd die in the station You know a ni**a holdin' it down Fly out the ride tryna ying that yuh, yuh I'm really tryna yurk man down We got down... we got down... we got down... we got down... I don't even wanna talk 'bout roses Girl's been passed all around like Rondo (Jezzie) Go low for the gang, just go low Done it on a two man, step or solo Only live once, that's YOLO, YOLO Do it like bando, screamin' out yo [Offica:] I'm an artist, but when the beef gets hot, you cannot decline And I've said it time to time, the beef is stupid, I won't deny But it is what it is, see, the A got beef with the... And just when I thought this beef was dead Bro came with the seasonin' and kicked off and it started again When they slide 'round here, we slide right back We're tryna do more than just get even But if you roll with us and you fu*k with them, you're committin' treason Asked for the motive, she said, "In my bedroom" Now I got her screamin', "Opor" gyallie on me, man Says she want more Go low, go low, all the way to the floor [Kebz:] Mi wan slap corn in a pagan's door Get 'round there in a four-by-four Uh, uh, j'adore, j'adore When I get man down, it's a round of applause (Uh-uh) And I don't really get no sleep Cah I'm dishin' out packs like Santa Claus (Way) Shorties work out for the team Go low, go low, all the way to the floor Slide 'round there, no cha cha, slide ... and ... go hard two times (Yeah) Young G's wan' go on the glide Just move to the right, let me hop inside (Hop) If bae bae don't give us the drop So I guess what's yours is also mine (Haha) Now it's back to the trap one time Cah the pack come sweet like Caroline [KSav:] Yo, bad one, arch it (Uh-uh) Go low for the gang, that's perfect (Baow, baow) We'll put it in R and park it Spin that coupe as the B go blast it Tryna get more Ms like Huncho (I am) So my reputation ain't tarnished (Ain't tarnished) And free my guys that's locked in the bin Them boy ain't trash like garbage (You know) Broski's got P and I've got P So I guess we're tryna get richer (Ooh, ooh) Bae bae was down for me So I guess I'll giver her this D like Digga (Thank you, babe) They don't bang on the A, they're fibbers When they come, man, they take snaps like pictures On the M24s like the GBGs But we don't dance with hittas [Offica:] I'm an artist, but when the beef gets hot, you cannot decline And I've said it time to time, the beef is stupid, I won't deny But it is what it is, see, the A got beef with the... And just when I thought this beef was dead Bro came with the seasonin' and kicked off and it started again When they slide 'round here, we slide right back We're tryna do more than just get even But if you roll with us and you fu*k with them, you're committin' treason Asked for the motive, she said, "In my bedroom" Now I got her screamin', "Opor" gyallie on me, man Says she want more Go low, go low, all the way to the floor