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For the Low Video (MV)




Performed By: Mr.Money
Length: 2:25
Written by: Brandon Puckett




Mr.Money - For the Low Lyrics




Imma pour a four I just copped a new Sprite
33 in a AR we don't fight
He claim to be a fan but he ain't right
Slide down on my block risk your life
Pulled off and you see all the smoke
I keep 33 shots if a nigga wanna go
Let it blow try me I got his bitch sniffing snow
Gotta go we just swept his whole spot for the low

Hit the gas we don't think twice we all off the road
He want smoke imma pull up on his ass let it blow
Finessing the plug he want a refund
I brought the Mac out it's a machine gun
Pulled up to the spot she wanna see sum
That bitch gone' eat me huh I'm seasoned
Pulled up to the spot I'm in a foreign
Pop me a Perc and now I'm soarin'
Got his bitch jumpin' I'm calling her Jordan
I just wanna ball out Aaron Gordon
F*cking these bitches they calling me Mormon
Doggystyle f*ck a bitch named Lauren
Wake up to your bitch f*cking me in the morning
She call me daddy I know she a orphan
Pulled up with the stick ain't talkin' no tree
I got your bitch licking on me
Kick in a nigga door on 3
F*ck with my family I do it for free
He ain't know that I caught him walkin'
I heard the bullets ain't hear no talkin'
I heard the sirens and saw the chalkin'
Sad story we do this often

Imma pour a four I just copped a new Sprite
33 in a AR we don't fight
He claim to be a fan but he ain't right
Slide down on my block risk your life
Pulled off and you see all the smoke
I keep 33 shots if a nigga wanna go
Let it blow try me I got his bitch sniffing snow
Gotta go we just swept his whole spot for the low
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Imma pour a four I just copped a new Sprite
33 in a AR we don't fight
He claim to be a fan but he ain't right
Slide down on my block risk your life
Pulled off and you see all the smoke
I keep 33 shots if a nigga wanna go
Let it blow try me I got his bitch sniffing snow
Gotta go we just swept his whole spot for the low

Hit the gas we don't think twice we all off the road
He want smoke imma pull up on his ass let it blow
Finessing the plug he want a refund
I brought the Mac out it's a machine gun
Pulled up to the spot she wanna see sum
That bitch gone' eat me huh I'm seasoned
Pulled up to the spot I'm in a foreign
Pop me a Perc and now I'm soarin'
Got his bitch jumpin' I'm calling her Jordan
I just wanna ball out Aaron Gordon
F*cking these bitches they calling me Mormon
Doggystyle f*ck a bitch named Lauren
Wake up to your bitch f*cking me in the morning
She call me daddy I know she a orphan
Pulled up with the stick ain't talkin' no tree
I got your bitch licking on me
Kick in a nigga door on 3
F*ck with my family I do it for free
He ain't know that I caught him walkin'
I heard the bullets ain't hear no talkin'
I heard the sirens and saw the chalkin'
Sad story we do this often

Imma pour a four I just copped a new Sprite
33 in a AR we don't fight
He claim to be a fan but he ain't right
Slide down on my block risk your life
Pulled off and you see all the smoke
I keep 33 shots if a nigga wanna go
Let it blow try me I got his bitch sniffing snow
Gotta go we just swept his whole spot for the low
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Writer: Brandon Puckett
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, O/B/O DistroKid

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