Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lowest, artist - Gucci Mane. Date of issue: 27.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Lowest |
| No place she would rather be |
| Than dancing in front of me |
| Gucci Mane I’m from the street |
| But I got ice all over me |
| Got my dawg with me |
| I swear my niggas like some dobermans |
| Ya kill with them just ask and will |
| I think that they provoking me |
| Yellow kush I’m smoking it |
| Hunnid mill, make hopefully |
| You been close minded |
| One up on the kid I bet I open it |
| Bricksquad line I’m pushing it |
| Cali niggas growing it |
| Valley niggas cooking it and serving it, you knowing it |
| Some say I’m a genius with it, some say I’m a poet |
| Some of these niggas that wanna ball but get the ball can’t tote it |
| Half of these niggas that hit the mall don’t buy shit, that’s pathetic |
| I’m vacuum sealing and stashing this shit tryna dodge them German shepherds |
| The word around the town, is my price is at the lowest |
| It’s a low down dirty game, but I bet my niggas is the lowest |
| Don’t worry what I’m about to do with this money, cuz this money ain’t yours |
| I’m a billionaire and I’m making, but I guess these niggas don’t know it |
| I’m riding around in a Lambo, and I bet my car the lowest |
| And I like the way that she drop it down, but her friend go down the lowest |
| I’m counting money, I’m staying down, I’m hustling with my boys |
| It’s a drought in town, but I’m still good, cuz my price is the lowest |
| It’s a drought in town, still got the pounds |
| Bentley Coupe, I ride around |
| 50 straps, me and OG Mac this a kick door bitch where it’s at |
| Still sippin' lean, weightin' too much |
| Mothafuck 12, free Guwop |
| Thirteen, I was running from the cops |
| Jugging on niggas on the block |
| Go blind if ya look at this bezzle |
| Got so many hoes on my schedule |
| Bitch QC pull up flexing |
| Too many rocks in my necklace |
| I got bricks, my price is the lowest |
| Fucking yo bitch, I’m rich and she know it |
| We want a check and the respect |
| My young nigga pull up with tec |
| Dirty ass ho, can’t trust no bitch, my wrist on froze |
| I got the work in the bowl |
| Why is the dope on your nose |
| Niggas hating but its fuck fuck |
| Pass the hoes, I don’t wanna cuff |
| Rich nigga came from the bottom |
| Word around my rollie flooded |
| We was waiting and start taking over |
| Like the mumps and measles now we running media |
| Make your wife a eat her |
| She licking sacks for the Saks Fifth |
| How you greet her with a mouth kiss? |
| Fuck ignorance |
| Full account is bliss |
| To fool em out of ere, to get your noggin split |
| Free Wop man, fuck feds |
| Always came in like the 3 |
| Ass double Team |
| And we can double barrels |
| Get the wood (?) |
| Momma said she got that good head |
| And got a bright future, and I watch her play it |
| Catch a check, bitch I’m known to play ya |
| Dirty game in my hand full |
| Get a phone full of |
| Mix it up then, then resale |
| Ain’t shit free so its no pity |
| Young mogul, I’m chasing Diddy |
| Ya tryna stop me make the semi hit you |
| Spots 12 like a body flippin' |
| Throwin pistols, I’ve been thinking money longer than I remember |
| Yea yea |