I been slinging so much dope, so much dope, so much dope
You could call me buzz light-gear
If you want it on the low, on the low, on the low
You can come get it right here
Hold up, not a motherf*cker want it now
Like a bad bitch I'ma catch you clowns on the turn around
Hows it sound in the back? I'm back with a vengeance like that batman fagot
Except I'm packing a magnum under my all black jacket
I'm just coming for the night back I'm a take the knife back
Out of my back stab you right in your night cap bye bye bloody redrum in the bedroom
Children run into the living room
Where we gonna go now, trapped in the trap house
I ain't gonna tap out I'm just gonna lab out
All I wanna rap about is pussy, money, weed
Bitches show your titties, O.G's rep your cities
Put it on for me, do it all for me
I'm a don forming plots till the dawn call me off
Nah, I don't got it all
But I don't gotta stop
Cause I got it all coming to me
I been slinging so much dope, so much dope, so much dope
You could call me buzz light-gear
If you want it on the low, on the low, on the low
You can come get it right here
Hydro Weed or C02 you could get on the low if you know me, true
I'm not saying I'm a criminal but f*ck the blue
If you ain't with subliminals than f*ck you too
Cause I been on my grind trying a to find
Any sign of life, within the lines of sight
Cause in my minds its like
Inside these lines I might define the wrongs and rights, so
I'm writing on the walls until the asylum guards come get me
Must of triggered silent alarms, 50-60 times when I bolted across the lawn
You ain't gonna get me, you won't even catch a whiff
If you really did I would really twist your neck before the sign off
Line up get the fire started, my lord, not a pyro but I motherf*cking love it
Like hits from the bong, lifted I'm gone
Must have been all of that Juan in my lungs, god damn
I been slinging so much dope, so much dope, so much dope
You could call me buzz light-gear
If you want it on the low, on the low, on the low
You can come get it right here
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Fain - On the Low Lyrics
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I been slinging so much dope, so much dope, so much dope
You could call me buzz light-gear
If you want it on the low, on the low, on the low
You can come get it right here
Hold up, not a motherf*cker want it now
Like a bad bitch I'ma catch you clowns on the turn around
Hows it sound in the back? I'm back with a vengeance like that batman fagot
Except I'm packing a magnum under my all black jacket
I'm just coming for the night back I'm a take the knife back
Out of my back stab you right in your night cap bye bye bloody redrum in the bedroom
Children run into the living room
Where we gonna go now, trapped in the trap house
I ain't gonna tap out I'm just gonna lab out
All I wanna rap about is pussy, money, weed
Bitches show your titties, O.G's rep your cities
Put it on for me, do it all for me
I'm a don forming plots till the dawn call me off
Nah, I don't got it all
But I don't gotta stop
Cause I got it all coming to me
I been slinging so much dope, so much dope, so much dope
You could call me buzz light-gear
If you want it on the low, on the low, on the low
You can come get it right here
Hydro Weed or C02 you could get on the low if you know me, true
I'm not saying I'm a criminal but f*ck the blue
If you ain't with subliminals than f*ck you too
Cause I been on my grind trying a to find
Any sign of life, within the lines of sight
Cause in my minds its like
Inside these lines I might define the wrongs and rights, so
I'm writing on the walls until the asylum guards come get me
Must of triggered silent alarms, 50-60 times when I bolted across the lawn
You ain't gonna get me, you won't even catch a whiff
If you really did I would really twist your neck before the sign off
Line up get the fire started, my lord, not a pyro but I motherf*cking love it
Like hits from the bong, lifted I'm gone
Must have been all of that Juan in my lungs, god damn
I been slinging so much dope, so much dope, so much dope
You could call me buzz light-gear
If you want it on the low, on the low, on the low
You can come get it right here
You could call me buzz light-gear
If you want it on the low, on the low, on the low
You can come get it right here
Hold up, not a motherf*cker want it now
Like a bad bitch I'ma catch you clowns on the turn around
Hows it sound in the back? I'm back with a vengeance like that batman fagot
Except I'm packing a magnum under my all black jacket
I'm just coming for the night back I'm a take the knife back
Out of my back stab you right in your night cap bye bye bloody redrum in the bedroom
Children run into the living room
Where we gonna go now, trapped in the trap house
I ain't gonna tap out I'm just gonna lab out
All I wanna rap about is pussy, money, weed
Bitches show your titties, O.G's rep your cities
Put it on for me, do it all for me
I'm a don forming plots till the dawn call me off
Nah, I don't got it all
But I don't gotta stop
Cause I got it all coming to me
I been slinging so much dope, so much dope, so much dope
You could call me buzz light-gear
If you want it on the low, on the low, on the low
You can come get it right here
Hydro Weed or C02 you could get on the low if you know me, true
I'm not saying I'm a criminal but f*ck the blue
If you ain't with subliminals than f*ck you too
Cause I been on my grind trying a to find
Any sign of life, within the lines of sight
Cause in my minds its like
Inside these lines I might define the wrongs and rights, so
I'm writing on the walls until the asylum guards come get me
Must of triggered silent alarms, 50-60 times when I bolted across the lawn
You ain't gonna get me, you won't even catch a whiff
If you really did I would really twist your neck before the sign off
Line up get the fire started, my lord, not a pyro but I motherf*cking love it
Like hits from the bong, lifted I'm gone
Must have been all of that Juan in my lungs, god damn
I been slinging so much dope, so much dope, so much dope
You could call me buzz light-gear
If you want it on the low, on the low, on the low
You can come get it right here
Writer: Vincent Sokolowski
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid