Low

Written by：Nicki Minaj/Meek Mill

My beat low

My beat low

My bass low

My bass low

I ride low

I ride low

She goes low

She goes low

My beat low

My beat low

My bass low

My bass low

I ride low

I ride low

Juicy tell 'em what you said bruh

Me juicy j

Got too many

Hoes me juicy j

Got too many flows

Clique ballin' out like

The '98 lakers

Pull up in a million dollar car

And violate it

Fly to can cun on sunday land

In france on monday faded

At the fashion show tryna

Grab a b**ch off the

Run way I ain't even pack no

Clothes nothin' but rubbers in

My suitcase

Laid her on the mic

Menage with my model

And her room mate and if

I tip a b**ch we f**kin'

It ain't no discussion

It cost to be the boss my

n***a

You way out of your budget

Who you playin' with

Lil homie your life

Won't cost me nothin'

Juicy j so

Presidential

Don't make me press that button

My beat low

My beat low

My bass low

My bass low

I ride low

I ride low

She go low

She go low

My beat low

My beat low

My bass low

My bass low

I ride low

I ride low

She go low

She go low

Low

I get a brick you know I

Get it for the

Low

Her ass so fat I told

Her drop it down

Low

I do a verse you know

My prices ain't

Low

Lil momma know I like my kisses

Down

Low

Nick nicki I m I got too

Many wins

Pull up with them v twins in my engine

All this ice all around me like a penguini

Ain't talkin' bowlin' but

I'm with the king pini

Imma pull up with a

n***a with a real big d**k

That's just so good

Man a b**ch came quicki

Ain't ever have a beat

That a b**ch ain't rip

I'm fly everyday but a

B**ch ain't trippin'

You be on that bull you be on scott pippen

I be pimp walkin' I'm limpin'

C's on my bag so they think

I'm crippin' every

n***a in here wanna know

What I'm drinkin'

Myx moscato niggasi keep

A pillow with me just because

I'm tired of niggas

I'm with some flawless girls

They're pretty

And they're thick

Bust it open quick put that

P***y on his lips

B**ch

My beat low

My beat low

My bass low

My bass low

I ride low

I ride low

She go low

She go low

My beat low

My beat low

My bass low

My bass low

I ride low

I ride low

She goes low

She goes low

Low

I get a brick you know

I get it for the low her ass so fat

I told her drop it down

Low

I do a verse you know

My prices ain't

Low

Lil momma know I like my kisses down

Low

Lil bibby I'm lil bibby Mr everything for

The low

Mr leave her at home he'll

Take your home stack

That dough young rich n***a used

To trap by store

Now I tax for the flow tell a rap n***a

I'm not feelin'

You stop frontin' boy

Y'all not criminal

Sat the top

Man they talkin' 'bout killin'

You got two 9's but they're

Not identical I'll never trade

On my squad n***a

All hard n***a

I'm michael jordan you lebron

n***a in other words you a fraud n***a

I'll pull your card n***a

I'm a young boss I'm runnin'

Sh*t call me king tut

All this gold on I be blinged up

If they try to rob got

The things tucked you

Ain't seen nothin' at the

Club their jaws drop when

I pull up in that benz

30 deep 'bout 20 heats still

Stomp him out with my timbs

I'm in here chillin' with my feet up

I told y'all that I'm 'bout to heat up

Man it's time to k**l all this weak stuff

Pull the beat up watch me eat up

My beat low

My beat low

My bass low

My bass low

I ride low

I ride low

She goes low

She goes low

My beat low

She gose low

My bass low

She gose low

I go low

She ride low

She goes low

She goes low

Low

I get a brick you know

I get it for the

Low

Her ass so fat I told

Her drop it down

Low

I do a verse you know

My prices ain't low

Lil momma know I like my kisses down

Low

Low