Runnin' Low Lyrics

Yeah they see me running low uh

Running low

What the fuck going on baby

Who want the smoke

I been really going crazy tryna find a way cope

Everywhere I look is another fucken dope

Damn learn how drive

So i could leave you in the smoke

Im on I 95 and you going really slow

I been going fast im on my way to show

Got my Brodie in the back seat rolling up a roll

Yeah that's how we roll

Yeah that's really how we roll

Shorty in the passenger can't wait til we get home

She be throwin off them clothes

Then she gonna give me dome

That's just really how she like it

I aint even tryna boast

And im really tryna smoke

As soon as I get home

Yeh yeh

Yeah they see me running low uh

Running low

What the fuck going on baby

Who want the smoke

Yeah they see me running low uh

Running low

What the fuck going on baby

Who want the smoke

Yeah they see me running low uh

Running low

What the fuck going on baby

Who want the smoke

I cannot chill around a bitch if she be acting like a hoe

I been spending all my bread tryna get to the show

And that's really how it go on the bottom of the totem pole

I been making accolades and met a lot of golden souls

They way I move around you would think I have a motor home

People coming up to me to tell me that my flow is going

When I walk inside the room I put the fucken soul in motion

The way y'all move around all we hearing is the brag and boastin

I been going up and down my life is really roller coastin

Baddie got nice tiddies grab my face and make me motor boat em

I been going all around these cities til I'm going golden

You been working so damn hard but ain't got nothing to show for it

Yeah they see me running low uh

Running low

What the fuck going on baby

Who want the smoke

Yeah they see me running low uh

Running low

What the fuck going on baby

Who want the smoke