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t. moore - low lyrics

(intro)
when i was broke them plates of 28 they gave me faith. (faith)
a youngin trapping on 29 i had to get mine
kept a dirty 30 in the clip call it a steph curry
31 we blowing k!lla man this ain’t no reggie miller
32 i use to post like shaq with them diesel packs
33 i keep it pippen with some bad an foreign with me
34 hakeem the dream shoutout to h-town
for that lean
35 we going live ain’t no kd switching sides

(chorus)
36 28’s for the low, for the low
19.5 if you tryna score, tryna sco
money raining, hundreds raining on the flo, on the flo
the team lit everybody on go, on go
(repeat)
36 28’s for the low, for the low
19.5 if you tryna score, tryna sco
money raining hundreds raining on the flo, on the flo
the team lit everybody want smoke, want smoke

(verse 1)
we p-ssing bottle after bottle like a relay (relay)
this a hustlers anthem dj throw this thang on replay. (replay)
steady grinding chasing checks i ain’t slept in three days (no sleep)
got bad chicks got riding to the beat like it’s a freeway (skrttt)
36 zips got me balling like i’m meech (meech)
baking soda with the fork i told my dawg it’s time to eat (have a feast)
ask ya chick about t she a say he run the streets
if that’s ya girl, then that’s my girl
man that’s everybody freak (everybody’s)
i got everybody beat in the hunnits money race
i’m in the a throwing 20’s an 50’s and hunnits
on the stage (rain)
or either catch me out west with the con’s dealing yay (kanye)
exotic whips tan on black wraith i call it kim k (kardashian)

(chorus)
36 28’s for the low, for the low
19.5 if you tryna score, tryna sco
money raining hundreds raining on the flo, on the flo
the team lit everybody on go, on go
(repeat)
36 28’s for the low, for the low
19.5 if you tryna score, tryna sco
money raining hundreds raining on the flo, on the flo
the team lit everybody want smoke, want smoke

lil boy this ain’t no polo everything gucci
mix that henny with ciroc guaranteed we make a movie (we lit)
i like em’ slim thick small waist with a lil booty (twerk)
she independent like that old song with webbie & lil boosie (trill)
we gone go dumb and i ain’t talking donald trump (dumb)
we just came to party but still a leave ya homie stomped (pow)
got these dudes up in they feelings like it’s they time of the month. (eww)
but we don’t give a d-mn man we still gone stunt (stunt)
this that rich talk (rich)
talk that brick talk (bricks)
that type of bag that a make ya chick stalk
i might just trick off
but i’m tryna meet mills like rick ross (ughh)
so i gotta stay focused
hate only come from the brokest
but i’m to busy to notice (i’m grindin)

36 28’s for the low, for the low
19.5 if you tryna score, tryna sco
money raining hundreds raining
on the flo, on the flo
the team lit everybody on go, on go

36 28’s for the low, for the low
19.5 if you tryna score, tryna sco
money raining hundreds raining on the flo, on the flo
the team lit everybody want smoke, want smoke

- t moore lyrics

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