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jhay - on the low lyrics

[chorus: jhay]
why these n+ggas always stunting?
always tryna do the most
why these n+ggas throwing shots?
i turn their asses into ghosts
i run this motherf+cking city
that’s somethin’ they already know
while these motherf+ckers hatin’ we just f+cking n+ggas b+tches on the low

[verse 1: jhay]
all that working paid off man see these diamonds on me
why they always hating, never been around me
i mean, if they never met me how they talk about me?
i don’t know
deja vu godd+mn we’ve seen it all before
& we making so much money they gon’ think we selling dope
only hit it one time and now she coming back for more
how you f+cking with me now if you weren’t with it way before
that’s the type of sh+t that happens when you make it on the low (yeah)
rooftops sending shots with a glock
she dancing on me she a hoe yeah she a thot
how many people switched up man that’s a lot
i kept my jersey sh+t’s cold it ain’t hot
& people talking, people talking please stop
& shawty say i got the juice, i got the sauce
you want some drama? oh no that’s what i thought
y’all were shaking me too much and then i popped and then i
[chorus: jhay]
why these n+ggas always stunting?
always tryna do the most
why these n+ggas throwing shots?
i turn their asses into ghosts
i run this motherf+cking city
that’s somethin’ they already know
while these motherf+ckers hatin’ we just f+cking n+ggas b+tches on the low

[bridge: jhay]
we just f+cking on the low
we just f+cking on the low
while these motherf+ckers hatin’ we just f+cking n+ggas b+tches on the low
we just f+cking on the low
we just f+cking on the low
while these motherf+ckers hatin’ we just f+cking n+ggas b+tches on the low

[verse 2: mfk]
k!lling all these n+ggas with the flows sacrificing for my bros
all these n+ggas wanna be me (ahn)
talking ‘bout chicks, but you ain’t got no b+tch, man i bet your only b+tch is siri (ahn)
man eu sou artista, mfk nunca morre
man eu sou um chuck norris nesse filme
that means i be k!lling all these n+ggas on a daily basis motherf+cker you feel me
ninguém me ganha badjay (ahn)
uhm danas papa
tenho muita guita no meu bolso, todas pitas querem o coiso das minhas calças walai
sou bom
segue os passos e nem é afro mahdja
decapito esses n+ggas tipo isis badjay
estou a fazer maningue taco tipo osman badjay
toda roupa vem da tuga eu sou awesome badjay
aye woah, pull up the rari
aye woah, sippin bacardi
aye woah, yo momma a thotty
aye woah, she actin’ naughty
she going nuts for my wrist, coco
diamonds they shining legit, so cold
k!ll the beat get of the grid, solo
living live not to forget, yolo
this ain’t about all the flexing, all the finessing, all the impressing huh
i do this sh+t for the passion, not for attraction, feel like i’m messi huh
i might just f+ck up two besties, feel like i’m nasty, see the whole planet huh
party all day like the gatsby, call up a taxi, f+ck on the backseat huh
i live like a boss
lil mamma gon’ suck me dry, top so good took me to mars
i pull out the glock
cuz’ these n+ggas fake and they hating on me and the mob
arrumo+vos soz
yeah chama tua crew que eu te mostro quem é cooper em moz
yeah b+tch i’m a dog
she zoning but maybe i’ll make her take off the bra (ey, mf)
[chorus: jhay]
why these n+ggas always stunting?
always tryna do the most
why these n+ggas throwing shots?
i turn their asses into ghosts
i run this motherf+cking city
that’s somethin’ they already know
while these motherf+ckers hatin’ we just f+cking n+ggas b+tches on the low

- jhay lyrics

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