White Lows Lyrics

I'll slime a nigga out broad day and wipe his nose

You better off buying a 3.5 we taxin' on the bows

Glock 19 get to spittin' knock the nigga out his white lows

I rather beef about some pape, y'all niggas beefin' over white hoes

My bitch back with low mileage, I ain't gotta say too much

If she keep thinkin' with his dick, I'm sendin' bre to set him up

We just poured up a six, now my stomach hurt

I know it's 4 o'clock, but I'm tryna put this drum to work

Niggas act like they want beef, till we slide down they block

Did that shit in broad day, and they still call the cops

We gone beef until you die, nigga where you live at?

I'm tryna knock the whole family tree, where your kids at?

I'll slime a nigga out broad day and wipe his nose

Better off buying a 3.5 we taxin' on the bows

Glock 19 get to spittin' knock a nigga out his white lows

I rather beef about some pape, y'all niggas beefin' over white hoes

Stretch a nigga out in the red zone, dump him in the dead zone

Don't let them bitches geek you up and get your head blown

Take a nigga stick, how you go slide without your blick?

I'm aiming at your head, ain't tryna hit your hip

I ain't talkin' woman beater when I say I hit your bitch

This nigga claimin' blood, I thought you was a crip

Call this baby Chopper, Mike Tyson, hit a nigga in his lip

Ain't tryna talk nigga, we really step on shit

Really step on shit, all my niggas dogs

Bet not throw no party in my hood, we steppin' in your hall

She gon' eat the whole dick ain't gotta tell her don't forget the balls

Her pussy wet, hold on baby let me feel them walls

I slime a nigga out broad day and wipe his nose

Better off buying a 3.5 we taxin' on the bows

Glock 19 get to spittin' knock the nigga out his white lows

I rather beef about some pape, y'all niggas beefin' over white hoes