RJ - Low Low lyrics

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hu$$le] If it ain't a Chevy, don't raise it up And, if it ain't the kush, don't blaze it up I'm sticking to the script while n***as changing up They beats sounding like the homie, now they fake as f** But look, I was in the fo' with my crew Tiny Cobby On the ten, getting high, with my whole hood behind me I had two zones on me, play it cool, there go Johnny As soon as I could say it, I felt like they got behind me So he tried to hit the exit but his brakes ain't working Doing 50 on the ramp had to brace the swerve and Much to my surprise We ain't even crashing, ain't nobody died But, we burnt rubber from the side Parked and hopped out like it ain't nobody side f** it, GPS the body shop This type of sh** happen all the f**ing time cause [Hook: TeeCee] All I do is bounce in my low low Hittin' corners, n***a, I'm solo Got the burner in the low low Damn n***a, there go po po Pops used to have the low low I was little in a low low You know I got it for the low low You know I get it for the low low [Verse 2: RJ] Let's get high, b**h In my Damu ride On my momma, I'm on one Hitting that side to side b**h wrapped a flag round the pistol, the rag sit awkward Hop out shwanging, sag show my boxers Belt $12.50, Robins, no Dickie Dice Gang feely, school 'em like Tee Cee Aight, mothaf** a rumor last week I died twice But lose your mind and double cross me, hope you find Christ Papa was a rolling stone in the low rider Piru boy with more pa**es than a Globetrotter Six-Fo, Six-Tre, Impala Bend the corner, three-wheeling, scrape the bottom Front, back, pancake, f** what a man say Pull up on your hood, day, and park it on your landscape [Hook]