stephen jailon - low tops lyrics
chorus
yea with these low top nikes i done made the street hot
yea dope boy sh+t kicking it in my reeboks
say he up next but we know that he not
he gonna try and flex he ain’t counting these knots
see that n+gga he broke man he can’t pay him attention
i’m not talking ’bout his pockets i’m just talking ’bout his spirit
claiming he on that private but that n+gga flew spirit
he cappin and fugazi but yall still here cheering
verse 1
we don’t do no playing with no little ass children
yea gotta city girl she ain’t playing she say point blank period
you can’t hit it is what i’m saying like that bih there on her period
you on that bih instagram playing but you way to serious
yea you george level curious
just take one l!ck to bury him
you can’t see you aquarium
he check in ? i ain’t clear him
tekashi he a clown
no archives when drawing down
v8 loud but it’s no mouth
grind to the bomb get sold out
chorus
yea with these low top nikes i done made the street hot
yea dope boy sh+t kicking it in my reeboks
say he up next but we know that he not
he gonna try and flex he ain’t counting these knots
see that n+gga he broke man he can’t pay him attention
i’m not talking ’bout his pockets i’m just talking ’bout his spirit
claiming he on that private but that n+gga flew spirit
he cappin and fugazi but yall still here cheering
verse 2
i want them low top nikes like is 03
p+ssy boy talking down just like he know me
i done rolled on him like some quarters i don’t know peace
you got no piece that work you serving so cheap
how you think ya on g
we can grow our own g
that way we can’t fold g
(aye who bro man i don’t know g)
f+ck that get back to the flow please
outta here i’m so wheezy
i’m sicko i got ’em so wheezy
stacking more than four seasons
chorus
yea with these low top nikes i done made the street hot
yea dope boy sh+t kicking it in my reeboks
say he up next but we know that he not
he gonna try and flex he ain’t counting these knots
see that n+gga he broke man he can’t pay him attention
i’m not talking ’bout his pockets i’m just talking ’bout his spirit
claiming he on that private but that n+gga flew spirit
he cappin and fugazi but yall still here cheering
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