Future feat. The Weeknd - Low Life (Mix Version) текст песни

Текст песни Low Life (Mix Version) - The Weeknd , Future

High, high, get, get, gettin' high, everybody gettin' high

Get, get, get, gettin' high, you're unbelievably high

I just took some molly, what else? (Hey)

Got some bitch from Follies with us ('scuse me, 'scuse me)

She gon' fuck the squad, what else? (I swear)

I'ma fuck her broads, what else? (Get, get!)

Bitch from Pakistan, what up? (Foreign!)

Ferraris and them Lambs, what else? (skrrrt)

'Bout to fuck this club up, what else? (Get, get!)

Metro Boomin wantss some more, nigga!

I turn the Ritz into a poor house

It's like eviction number four now

Go 'head and ash it on the floor now

Girl go 'head and show me how you go down

And I feel my whole body peakin'

And I'm fuckin' anybody with they legs wide

Gettin' faded with some bitches from the West Side

East coast, nigga reppin' North Side

Never waste a ho's time (Freebands)

Bitch, I'm on my own time

Fuck a nigga co-sign

Always change my number and my phone line

Baby girl, I don't lie

Used to have no money for a crib

Now my room service bill cost your whole life

If they try to stunt me, I go all out military

I'm camo'ed all out, like I'm in the military

I free up all my niggas locked up in the penitentiary

'Cause I'm always reppin' for that low life

Reppin' for that low life turn up

Low life, low life, low life

Know I'm reppin' for that low, low life

Representin', I'm representin', representin'

Said I'm reppin' for that low life

Low life, low life, low life, low life

I'm representin' for that low life

Said I'm repping for that low life

I'm reppin', that's reppin', I'm reppin'

Low life, low life, low life

Rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep

Woo, woo, woo, woo

Yeah

Wake up take a sip of Ace of Spade like it's water

I been on the molly and them Xans with your daughter

If she catch me cheating, I will never tell her sorry

Porsches in the valet, I got Bentleys, I got 'Raris

Taking pain pills on the plane, gettin' chartered

Poppin' tags on tags, I was starvin'

Bitch, I got the juice and the carbine

Turn a five star hotel to a traphouse

Roaches everywhere, like we forgot to take the trash out

Flood my cross with ice, gettin' money my religion

Got my baby momma and my side bitch kissin'

I turn the Ritz into a lean house

This the sixth time gettin' kicked out

I can't feel my face, I'm on Adderall, nauseous

Niggas tryna ride my fuckin' wave, now they salty

Runnin' with the wave, get you killed quick

Shoot you in your back like you Ricky

Lil Mexico, from no life to afterlife

My whole life, my whole life

'Cause I'm always reppin' for that low life

Low life, low life, low life

Know I'm reppin' for that low, low life

Representin', I'm representin', representin'

Said I'm reppin' for that low life

Low life, low life, low life, low life

I'm representin' that low life

Said I'm reppin' for that low life

Low life, I'm reppin' for that low life

Low life, low life, low life

Rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, woo

Yeah

Yeah, they stereotypin'

'Cause they know a nigga keep ten rifles

And they know a nigga keep ten snipers

Keep a baby bottle like we wearin' diapers

Yeah, they stereotypin'

'Cause they know a nigga keep twenty rifles

And they know a nigga keep twenty snipers

And they know a nigga keep ten wifeys

Sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper

Wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey

That's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?

I think I like her, like her, like her, like her

That's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?

I think I like her, like her, like her, like her

Oh, that's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?

I think I like her, like her, like her, like her