Low-key and arounda getting high W low-key shawty living for them snipers. My lic just hit my line and said she want 30 delighters Nah I ain’t got no problem that’s a sniper gang designer. My metroboomin, dynamite I’m hitting them bricks with a rocket, left right Everything I bust down I’m tryna double twice. Come short on that money I’m on your head like lice. I’m turntin subs he catching them, dead rise.(lil shoota love) I can’t let go of this money, I fel like Barry White. I done propose to the doe will you be my wife And now I’m married to the h*e, got me throwing riceee.