Album Cover Low Life (feat. The Weeknd)

Low Life (feat. The Weeknd)

FUTURE

5

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? (Skrrt, skrrt)

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

Metro Boomin want 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

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

And free up all my niggas locked up in the penitentiary (squad)

'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 Spades like it′s water

I been on the molly and them Xans with your daughter

If she catch me cheating, I won't ever tell her sorry

If she catch me cheating, I won′t ever 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 mama 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 (Ricky)

Lil Mexico, with 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 20 rifles

And they know a nigga keep 20 snipers

And they know a nigga keep ten wifeys (hahahaha)

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

I just took some molly, what else?

Got some bitch from Follies with us

She gon' fuck the squad, what else?

I′ma fuck her broads, what else?

Bitch from Pakistan, what up?

Ferraris and them Lambs, what else?

'Bout to fuck this club up, what else?

′Bout to fuck this club up, what else?