Young Chris - Get Low lyrics

Aaaw back up in this b**h, feens going hell like it's crack up in his b**h Like I put a pack up in this b**h Like I put a pack up in this b**h Anybody on the f**ing flow click clap up in this b**h Tell 'em, get low, get low Tell 'em, get low, get low Coming for your head, bout that motherf**er bridge I must go on, Back up on this b**h feens going hell like it's crack up in his b**h back up in this b**h, feens going hell like it's crack up in his b**h back up in this b**h, feens going hell like it's crack up in his b**h Like I put a pack up in this b**h Anybody on the f**ing flow click clap up in this b**h Tell 'em, get low, get low Tell 'em, get low, get low sponsored links Coming for your head, bout that motherf**er bridge My shutters smoking like Buda, you losers Turn up this mugga, I've make a move b**h lose that, we load him up and let in rain til they check out She walls by the text and bring the text out Blow the scent out, haven't chase up, leave a mess out No need for the stretching when it's dead found Reviving, ain't show case left out You're running out of petrol He won't ring outside of the city, you n***as metro, you loco We do it cloco, fulfill, check out my mojo, make all my who*es go yll We go packs for your young girls and probably you can't stop it Big choppers, afraid to die big pop Addicted to the watches, b**hes in my boxes Same sh** enough in helicopters n***a use a whiteness to the choppers I got in line for all candy Guess how's bad Back up for this b**h , feens going hell like it's crack up in his b**h Like I put a pack up in this b**h Anybody on the f**ing flow click clap up in this b**h Tell 'em, get low, get low Coming for your head, bout that motherf**er bridge We'll be clapping, f**ing, Puerto Rico skio Send a work to the SO, dirty piece to the PO's Bright wide for the pipes as stay for the woods n***a you pose and spice and stay for the woods n***a you're pa**age spice, you gotta snick in the hood s** a** n***a from the block We ain't f** that n***a, n***a getting shut We face out and clip up Is murder when she look up More dirt to dig up More work to wip up Say she on that period I let to eat the dick up I'm taking all your b**hes is a stick up you fake n***a switch up sh** go down first the b**h up Rappin for you n***as, give up You probably n***a tired Faking somebody get 'em a cash They got the b**hes on traffic They deliver the package I won't stay with the pinch on I leave with the Richie, work and be proud of you Any n***a can have it Back up for this b**h Feens going hell like it's crack up in his b**h Like I put a pack up in this b**h Anybody on the f**ing flow click clap up in this b**h Tell 'em, get low, get low Coming for your head, bout that motherf**er bridge