Xavier Wulf - Get Low lyrics

[Intro: Xavier Wulf] Rollin' up slow, kush smoke with the big bro Play me, boy, better get looooow [Hook: Xavier Wulf] Rollin' up slow, kush smoke with the big bro Play me, boy, better get low, ho I ain't finna play games with him, hell no I'm a man, him too, so I treat him like so n***a, I know you's a ho, n***a Don't try to hide, you fool, I already know A n***a like me ain't finna play, no way Smoke a blunt, chill, no n***a, high all day [Verse 1: Xavier Wulf] Smokin' blowin' 'at type of goddamn reefer My brothers smokin' halves for no particular reason We used to skip cla** for that bad b**h sativa I'm workin' for my cash and that's the only damn reason My n***a, I'm a player, hustle for the damn season Posted with the set, chillin', buckin' like a heathen And we don't give a f** and that's the goddamn reason Weed smoke thick, I call her Queen A-Lacheefay Your chick call me, for that p**y be the reason Baby girl high, now she want to take a beating So I'ma let her slide, I'mma keep her for the weekend And when I give her back she might act like she don't need it [Hook x2: Xavier Wulf] [Outro: Xavier Wulf] Rollin' up slow, kush smoke with the big brooo