Do a good job
Thanks man
The only time I hear about good things is whenever people say I drive too fast
Yaaa-ha-ha-ha
Bitch, you didn't expect me on this track
BeWool, biatchhhh
Pullin' up, sippin' on my daily dose of Double Cup
Lookin' so fresh, so clean, you know what's up
Put your ass to the ground, yeah I know I'm f*ckin' tough
Walkin' on over there, bet you hope you packed a lunch
Better hurry up, bitch, put your ass on time crunch
Man, why am I talkin' about lunch
Bitch
Bitch
Bitch
Bitch
You compare to me, you look like a flat tire
Bitch, I'm lookin' fresh as f*ckin' Mike Myers
Call an ambulance, that bitch look tired
Look on the back, she probably f*ckin' expired
That bitch so soft, not hardwired
Shit on this beat so hard, might get fired
Miss Boulder, you look like a folder
But it's a big folder
I want a folder
I don't like her, I'm gonna beat her up
I'm gonna sucker punch her butt
And
Yeah
BeWool - Lowkey Fire Lyrics
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English
Do a good job
Thanks man
The only time I hear about good things is whenever people say I drive too fast
Yaaa-ha-ha-ha
Bitch, you didn't expect me on this track
BeWool, biatchhhh
Pullin' up, sippin' on my daily dose of Double Cup
Lookin' so fresh, so clean, you know what's up
Put your ass to the ground, yeah I know I'm f*ckin' tough
Walkin' on over there, bet you hope you packed a lunch
Better hurry up, bitch, put your ass on time crunch
Man, why am I talkin' about lunch
Bitch
Bitch
Bitch
Bitch
You compare to me, you look like a flat tire
Bitch, I'm lookin' fresh as f*ckin' Mike Myers
Call an ambulance, that bitch look tired
Look on the back, she probably f*ckin' expired
That bitch so soft, not hardwired
Shit on this beat so hard, might get fired
Miss Boulder, you look like a folder
But it's a big folder
I want a folder
I don't like her, I'm gonna beat her up
I'm gonna sucker punch her butt
And
Yeah
Thanks man
The only time I hear about good things is whenever people say I drive too fast
Yaaa-ha-ha-ha
Bitch, you didn't expect me on this track
BeWool, biatchhhh
Pullin' up, sippin' on my daily dose of Double Cup
Lookin' so fresh, so clean, you know what's up
Put your ass to the ground, yeah I know I'm f*ckin' tough
Walkin' on over there, bet you hope you packed a lunch
Better hurry up, bitch, put your ass on time crunch
Man, why am I talkin' about lunch
Bitch
Bitch
Bitch
Bitch
You compare to me, you look like a flat tire
Bitch, I'm lookin' fresh as f*ckin' Mike Myers
Call an ambulance, that bitch look tired
Look on the back, she probably f*ckin' expired
That bitch so soft, not hardwired
Shit on this beat so hard, might get fired
Miss Boulder, you look like a folder
But it's a big folder
I want a folder
I don't like her, I'm gonna beat her up
I'm gonna sucker punch her butt
And
Yeah
Writer: Brenden Woolslayer
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