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casino - lowkey (remix) lyrics

[intro]
yea (yea), yea (yea), yea (yea)
got a full booth on that man, you know what i’m saying
yea (yea)
aye, aye
(king, king)

[verse: t.i.]
(ouh is this a jefe beat)
p+ssy n+gga forever i’m the king
no question i’m supreme
this pressure i just catch a n+gga (?) supreme
pave the wave for you lil n+gga to do your thing
n+gga stop it
i just kicked down the door to the penthouse you was sitting in the lobby
i’m the best put that (?) way
i’m fresher than you sorry
2 decades i’ve been flexing
you can’t catch me i’m to far way
that p+ssy n+gga can’t out rap me
they b+tch want to get at me
make classic after classic
they in they feelings i be laughing
i’m a legendary status in my hood wish you would
more time out you don’t do sh+t cause when i do i over do it
i’ll be d+mn if i ever let you p+ssy n+gga tell me sh+t, tell you this
you can put down on the bottom of the list
still run that sh+t it ain’t gon’ swing
you can thank me for trap music
when i made it (?) it
i inspired you. you deny it boy your lying to yourself
i put that sh+t on my back
kick open door n+gga you welcome
i do rel estate and fashion still low key
yeah!

[verse 2: casino]
my necklace say i’m paid
your b+tch say she wanna get laid
got a lot of chains on slay
get money in ten ways
ain’t tipping no fours i’m in a bentley
don’t go i back like wendy
got tattoos on my chest can’t stop me back like i’m a migo
i’m stopping like i’m chico
my got a lot of commas in g roll
bank count is so cheerios
in the hood we drank on tea though
got old money call it kilo
chain on my neck wear a kilo
all white tee like franchie
neck pimp go back to knee high

[chorus: casino]
i’m lowkey like a plug selling, but i’m selling all the drug
i’m serving they cocaine
my re rock everything
take a perky high like planes
got an old school with that thang
i rock a ritchie mill’s plain
got the presy rollie plain

[verse 3: casino]
got plays that call from jail
i’m sending in them bills
i wish they had a bill
my money stack them bills
i p+ss test every week, and every week i fail
i got money for bail
ain’t going out like shan not gon’ not gon’ get the electric chair
new dierokey two glocks on my partner look like part
new dierokey two glocks on you f+ck around get popped
push it, push it got the choppa jumping me know
(ouh is this a jefe beat)

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