Made Smoove - LAY LOW! Lyrics

Yeah
It's three-twenty six in the afternoon
We lit
(Spazz on em' Brady)
Yeah
I learned to lay low
Can't really be f*cking with fake hoes (Nahh)
She know that whatever I say goes (Tah)
I been on my shit from the get go
Nigga been ten toes
Bar was set lower than limbo
Dollars same color as Venmo (Ha foreal)
Beat up the pussy like Kimbo Slice (Bow bow)
They look at yo boy be like damn is he nice (Ha)
Fasho sheesh
I'm in my bag that's fasho
Treat money like bitches it comes and it goes
No cuffing the hoes they just for the bros
I thought they was bros they turned into foes
I'm throwing the fours with my lil baby
Man they always temp me but won't ever fade me (Skurt)
Use the give he gave me yeah they gotta pay me (Woah)
Tuh ha foreal
Yeah lately bitches getting at me (At me)
Throwing shots won't ever at me (Ha)
Give her dick it make her happy (Yuh)
Getting closer to the family (Yeah)
Every time we kick I just call her Lionel
Cause that girl know she Messi (Sheesh)
Woah don't mind me I'm off the addy (The addy)
Yeah wine and dine her she a baddie (Yeah)
I got the vibe on tremendous
The king of this shit like a boss of the business
Could call me T Lanez ain't been broke in a minute (Woah)
My pockets they watching ain't none of they business
I know where I came from
Made me a name and then some
Guessing that's why they got tension (Yeah yeah yeah)
The stuff that they be doing I been done
Best pay attention
Made a new wave invention
Aye do it again
Do it again
Do it again
Do it again (Oh no no no)
Aye do it again
Do it again
Do it again
I learned to lay low
Can't really be f*cking with fake hoes
She know that whatever I say goes
I been on my shit from the get go
Nigga been ten toes
Bar was set lower than limbo
Dollars same color as Venmo
Beat up the pussy like Kimbo Slice (Ding ding)
They look at yo boy be like damn is he nice (Ha)
Fasho sheesh
I'm in my bag that's fasho
Treat money like bitches it comes and it goes
No cuffing the hoes they just for the bros
I thought they was bros they turned into foes
I'm throwing the fours with my lil baby
Man they always temp me but won't ever fade me
Use the give he gave me yeah they gotta pay me (Yeah)
Ha foreal
Yeah I'm next on the list I was built for this shit
Gotta take off I can't go out sad bout a bitch (Whew)
My stock cost a ton and that's with no assistance
Get money like Mitch only goal is get rich man (Rich)
Yeah R.I.P Mark but I'm Eaton
Smoking on broccoli call me a vegan (Bow)
It ain't a future in tweaking and geeking
Lifestyle I left for a reason
Like Jameis ya boy had his Winslow
Can't trust nobody not even my kinfolk (Whew)
Muddy mentality shout out to Krisco (Mud)
Been on my shit from the get go ten toes
Had to start over again I guess it's whatever (Whatever)
Got lost in the sauce now I'm hot like a pepper (Yeah yeah yeah)
The Kap is the Sig they claiming they steppers
Don't know where to go now I'm back on the road
Skurt
(I learned to lay low)
(With fake hoes)
(What I say goes)
(Yeah from the get go)
(Bar was set lower than limbo)
The greatest ever
F*ck you mean
Aha (Yeah yeah yeah)
Woah