On The Low by Wacko of Genocide Entertainment Lyrics
Intro
{CHORUS x2}
I got ya favorite rapper in a headlock (on the low)
I got ya main bitch makin the bedrock (on the low)
I got ya babys daddy in a headlock (on the low)
Verse 1
I don't give a fuck
Talkin shit better have a gun to tuck
I go retorted i go dumb as fuck
Take ya girlfriend I bet she gotta bubble butt
We cuddle up and thats it
She kinda cute but not a bad bitch
She ratchet im rappin bitch what the fuck is cracking
She take the dick she learn a lesson
You don't really wanna see me turn aggressive
Light another blunt im bout burn a session
If you fuckin with me ill pull a murder weapon
Like what it is (what it is)
Would u be mad if i fucked ya bitch?
Gotta thang in my jeans like tuck a clip
Turnt up leaned back off a cup of gin
Cutting up fat lines of amanda bynes
Up late trippin on the candle light
All my so called friends y'all can stand aside
Because u were never there until i had a life
Now u wanna be friends like wattup wacko
Im sorry bout the past i was such an asshole
I heard about the song u did with twisted insane
And i never really knew that u could get in his lane
I been there since day 1 im so glad that we gotta be friends
Do u got 100 bucks can u take me on tour
Hell nah motha fucka u ain't gotta pretend
Get stomped in the cement
You and yo fam get burned alive
And i go so dumb im permafried end ya life before it started thats spermacide
{CHORUS X2}
Verse 2
Still don't give a fuck
Thats how ima start off verse 2
Me verse you bitch u know ill hurt merc you my 9 milla don't gotta curfew
And i been killin this shit since villainous
So don't front bitch i know u feeling this
Pull ya twat out pussy get knocked out if u in my house best believe ima drill it bitch
Like shhhhhh
On the low your girlfriend know i got the bombest blow
She got it all in and on her nose
That mollly knock her down like dominos
So shhhhh i wanna make a toast to your favorite rapper he can take a blow
But if i see him again ima break his nose
And i may talk big but i ain't made it tho
Gotta naked hoe chillin with me
Hater wanna beef ill kill em quickly
Im so faded and im motivated
Im drunk as fuck and im feeling dizzy
Get chopped up with a battle axe
Yo girls pussy ill tackle that
She ride this horse saddle back
Gotta rattle back and a rack in the cadilac
Oh shit what the fuck its about a go down
Turn a half to a zip turn a zip to a q turn a q to a half then up to the whole pound
Im profound and uoeno it
Genocide ent 2014
Make a whore scream in an orgy or she gotta be on your team and of course she knows
{CHORUS X2}
Outro
{CHORUS x2}
I got ya favorite rapper in a headlock (on the low)
I got ya main bitch makin the bedrock (on the low)
I got ya babys daddy in a headlock (on the low)
Verse 1
I don't give a fuck
Talkin shit better have a gun to tuck
I go retorted i go dumb as fuck
Take ya girlfriend I bet she gotta bubble butt
We cuddle up and thats it
She kinda cute but not a bad bitch
She ratchet im rappin bitch what the fuck is cracking
She take the dick she learn a lesson
You don't really wanna see me turn aggressive
Light another blunt im bout burn a session
If you fuckin with me ill pull a murder weapon
Like what it is (what it is)
Would u be mad if i fucked ya bitch?
Gotta thang in my jeans like tuck a clip
Turnt up leaned back off a cup of gin
Cutting up fat lines of amanda bynes
Up late trippin on the candle light
All my so called friends y'all can stand aside
Because u were never there until i had a life
Now u wanna be friends like wattup wacko
Im sorry bout the past i was such an asshole
I heard about the song u did with twisted insane
And i never really knew that u could get in his lane
I been there since day 1 im so glad that we gotta be friends
Do u got 100 bucks can u take me on tour
Hell nah motha fucka u ain't gotta pretend
Get stomped in the cement
You and yo fam get burned alive
And i go so dumb im permafried end ya life before it started thats spermacide
{CHORUS X2}
Verse 2
Still don't give a fuck
Thats how ima start off verse 2
Me verse you bitch u know ill hurt merc you my 9 milla don't gotta curfew
And i been killin this shit since villainous
So don't front bitch i know u feeling this
Pull ya twat out pussy get knocked out if u in my house best believe ima drill it bitch
Like shhhhhh
On the low your girlfriend know i got the bombest blow
She got it all in and on her nose
That mollly knock her down like dominos
So shhhhh i wanna make a toast to your favorite rapper he can take a blow
But if i see him again ima break his nose
And i may talk big but i ain't made it tho
Gotta naked hoe chillin with me
Hater wanna beef ill kill em quickly
Im so faded and im motivated
Im drunk as fuck and im feeling dizzy
Get chopped up with a battle axe
Yo girls pussy ill tackle that
She ride this horse saddle back
Gotta rattle back and a rack in the cadilac
Oh shit what the fuck its about a go down
Turn a half to a zip turn a zip to a q turn a q to a half then up to the whole pound
Im profound and uoeno it
Genocide ent 2014
Make a whore scream in an orgy or she gotta be on your team and of course she knows
{CHORUS X2}
Outro