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LOWKEY (feat. B_AG)
Hip-Hop/Rap
LOWKEY (feat. B_AG) was released on August 25, 2023 by WBMxSMG LLC as a part of the album LOWKEY (feat. B_AG) - Single
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Release DateAugust 25, 2023
LabelWBMxSMG LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenyon Hargers
Kenyon Hargers
Songwriter
Byron Agnew
Byron Agnew
Songwriter

Lyrics

I like her cause she keep it lowkey see me out in public and she act like she
Don't know me I don't give a damn cause ain't no need for
No exposing I'm the main topic boy the city, swear they
Know me Mentality like Kobe, watch don't tik bitch
This a rollie, ain't believing nothing that I heard
You gotta show me all these **** broke and gon' pretend ****
Phony done came a long way from bread, cheese, and
Baloney shout out to my uncle Ronnie, like some fish
He keep it funky say I'm a psycho, I feel like Theodore Bundy
Skippin' over rest, I'm in the trap Monday to Sunday
Demons in my head, can't get em out, this shit is huntin
You **** is cap ain't got no straps, stop all that frontin
**** wife say that she love me but she know I'm thuggin', I won't be her
Second hubby she keep shit low-key, we just be linkin
Up and fuckin' no need for a discussion, she gon' swallow
Dick while I sit back and smoke this Russian this kush loud like percussion, they know where
It's at all day, my phone be steady buzzin' right or wrong, you gotta know I'm on ten behind
My buzzin or cousin wrist bustin', that Kamo ****
Might be on to somethin' fell in love with this money, bitch, in love
With the grind no time for lovey-dovey shit that take up
Too much of my time got a bad bitch on my side, she a boss and
Down to ride If I get caught up in a jam, she got my
Back, yeah, she gon' slide might make this lil' bitch here my bride
New era, Bonnie and Clyde when it come to shawty, ain't no problem
Sittin my pride aside baddest everywhere she go, when she walk in
She snatchin' eyes pussy number one, against my religion to
Tell a lie, they tell me pull up in they hood, but when
I show up, **** hide **** know I'm far from pussy, pussy
Bitch, you come to mine make a threat, you cross the line
Got me back on demon time, ain't in no field, don't get no play
Boy, yo ass know you ride the pine I'm for sure good by myself, run through
A pack without no help goal is generational wealth, just play the
Hand that I was dealt rock the show like Eddie Cain, jump in the
Crowd, they start to melt won't sell my soul for anything, that's not
Allowed, no shake that welt watch bro whip dope like he a chef
I don't worry bout the next, that shit ain't no good for your health
Aim and shoot this bitch so good, they be mistakin' me for steph
The way I spit my game so smooth, they be mistakin' me for health
Kamo insane, someone send help
Sometimes I get way too high, can't run from pain, that shit be hell
Come shop with us, gon' catch a sale you play with us, gon' catch a shell
I lowkey can't fuck with her, she talk too much, gon' kiss and tell
She heard I fucked all her friends, she want up next, I might as well
Flip that bitch just like a quarter, send her home and wish her well
We know you ain't spinnin', just an image, boy, please quit pretendin
All in public with it, she get sloppy, cause my Chevy tinted
He all in his feelings in her phone, that's why you mind your business
I don't beef bout bitches, watch your mentions, we pull up by dissin
Gifted from the hip, now she addicted, that's why she be trippin
Granny taught me early, stand on business, they can't play with you
You know your place, can't show my face, I won't go out on dates with you
He thinkin' bout come robbin' me, don't pop me, bet I'm poppin' you
Either way it go, that's on my soul, I bet we make the news
Can't trip about no bitch, won't catch me stumble, ain't no chasin' you
Don't think ain't no replacin' you, watch who you let come lay with you
Written by: Byron Agnew, Kenyon Hargers
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