Lay Low (feat. Donnie)

I could change my ways, but the game won't

Balenciaga right across the rain coat

I might need a Cuban for my ankle

I'ma need to hurry up before the bank close

Before the bank close

The Goyards empty, 'bout to fill it up with bank rolls

Shh, shh, lay low

Shh, shh, lay low

Rack it up, and do it quietly

Secret society

Regular shit don't inspire me

Your bitches secretly admire me

I deal with her rough

I deal with anxiety

I deal with enough

I need my privacy

If you're gonna do it, do it properly

Think she had a prophecy

As long as that bitch profits me

That's how it's gotta be

As far as I can see

Yeah

Nothing like you rapper ****

That's why I don't rap with ****

That's why I ain't dappin' ****, yeah

When have I been anything but lavish, ****?

You better ask these ****, yeah

I could change my ways, but the game won't

Balenciaga right across the rain coat

I might need a Cuban for my ankle

I'ma need to hurry up before the bank close

Before the bank close

The Goyard's empty, 'bout to fill it up with bank rolls

Shh, shh, lay low

Shh, shh, lay low

Bank closin', and I'ma make 'em keep it open

Make 'em count a hunnid thousand

Make 'em put it in a bag

I'm in love with Saint Laurent

And she get CC when she want it

I'ma get it, I don't care about the tag

I wanna see you when you wake up

Wanna see you with no makeup

Wanna see when you change

When you change all of your ways

When you decide you gon' fix up

Gonna stay out all that mix up

When you really make a change

And it ain't all just a phase

Won't be no changes in this game we play

I had a decision and picked the easy way

If I could go back, I would change the course

They asked if I'm guilty, I said, "Of course"

I could change my ways, but the game won't

Balenciaga right across the rain coat

I might need a Cuban for my ankle

I'ma need a hurry up before the bank close

Before the bank close

Goyard's empty, 'bout to fill it bank rolls

Shh, shh, lay low

Shh, shh, lay low