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Future

Genres: Hip-Hop

Low Life Lyrics - Future

High, high, get, get, gettin' high, everybody gettin' high 

Get, get, get, gettin' high, you're unbelievably high 

 

I just took some molly, what else? (Hey) 

Got some bitch from Follies with us ('scuse me, 'scuse me) 

She gonna 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? (skrrrt) 

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

(Metro Boomin wants some more, nigga!) 

 

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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 (Freebands) 

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 

I free up all my niggas locked up in the penitentiary 

 

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'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 Spade like it's water 

I been on the molly and them Xans with your daughter 

If she catch me cheating, I will never tell her sorry 

If she catch me cheating, I will never 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 momma 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 

Lil Mexico, from 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 twenty rifles 

And they know a nigga keep twenty snipers 

And they know a nigga keep ten wifeys 

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 

 

Getting high, getting high, getting high 

Everybody getting high 

Getting high, getting high, getting high 

Everybody getting high 

Getting high, getting high, getting high 

Everybody getting high 

Getting high, getting high, getting high 

And I'm the reason why 

Getting high, getting high, getting high 

Everybody getting high 

Getting high, getting high, getting high 

Everybody getting high 

Getting high, getting high, getting high 

Everybody getting high 

Getting high, getting high, getting high 

And I'm the reason why 

 

I just took some molly, what else? 

Got some bitch from Follies with us 

She gonna 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, what else? 

'Bout to fuck this club, what else? 

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