Lyrics Low Low - Jay Milli

Low Low

She broke my heart, I’m still making these bands
Step on the roads and I’m rolling with gang
Still seeing fiends but I turn them to fans
I missed her call but I know that she rang
Me being bummy like no no
You ain’t got money to show no
She hurt my feelings like oh no
Still getting packs on the low low
She broke my heart, I’m still making these bands
Step on the roads and I’m rolling with gang
Still seeing fiends but I turn them to fans
I missed her call but I know that she rang
Me being bummy like no no
You ain’t got money to show no
She hurt my feelings like oh no
Still getting packs on the low low
Still getting packs on the low
Fiends keep on hitting my phone
I’m out for the dough
I ain’t got time for a ho
So don’t tell me you’re home alone
I’m out for this P
She was the one that was calling me bro
Now she’s telling her friends that she wan' be with me
I ain’t got time for a girl
I’m up in the bando, see me babe I press on them G’s yeah
I don’t care who you are
Likkle man I’ve got tings in the car
I was writing my bars in the grub house
Yeah I already sing with the stars
She want me, I’ve got bands now
Seen a hundred racks in the trap house
Treat the new girl like an opp boy
See that brake there getting stamped out
She broke my heart, I’m still making these bands
Step on the roads and I’m rolling with gang
Still seeing fiends but I turn them to fans
I missed her call but I know that she rang
Me being bummy like no no
You ain’t got money to show no
She hurt my feelings like oh no
Still getting packs on the low low
She broke my heart, I’m still making these bands
Step on the roads and I’m rolling with gang
Still seeing fiends but I turn them to fans
I missed her call but I know that she rang
Me being bummy like no no
You ain’t got money to show no
She hurt my feelings like oh no
Still getting packs on the low low
I’m breaking these bands
I ain’t got time to go beef with these man
Plus my hitta just did up a madness
He’s got way too much blood on his hands
You know that it’s Milli
The line keep me busy
I’m out for that Lizzy
Hit the trap and buy a glizzy
She broke my heart, I’m still making these bands
Step on the roads and I’m rolling with gang
Still seeing fiends but I turn them to fans
I missed her call but I know that she rang
Me being bummy like no no
You ain’t got money to show no
She hurt my feelings like oh no
Still getting packs on the low low
She broke my heart, I’m still making these bands
Step on the roads and I’m rolling with gang
Still seeing fiends but I turn them to fans
I missed her call but I know that she rang
Me being bummy like no no
You ain’t got money to show no
She hurt my feelings like oh no
Still getting packs on the low low