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Ms Banks

Get Low

 

Get Low

(album: Bank Statement - 2022)


Gwen Stefani, I don't need to holla back
Gyal of the year and I give 'em heart attack
Hand on his neck when I'm ready with the WAP
Yelling, "Push it up, push it up", now I got him coming back

Get low, gimme that (Get low, gimme that)
You and me is wahala, you met your match
Get low, gimme that
You and me is wahala, you met your match

Hop on the ting, you don't need a driver
I got the juice, put it pon' the rider
You be the bread, I can be the slider
You don't need Ata 'cause you know I'm way too fire
Get low, gimme that
I'm serving face and I got a lot in the back
He said that I'm the baddest, I told him it's just a fact
Beat it up like a drum, I got sutting that you should knack
Ayo, who that gyal inna the bludclart Benz?
Said I got the Fiji 'cah that pussy 10 / 10
Drip, throwing fits so we affi mad dem
Bitches always want my input like, "What would you recommend?"
Get low, gimme that (Get low, gimme that)
He wanna buss it up, fuck it up from the back
I got that money, I'm spending all of your racks (Spending all)
I pray that all my haters get cataracts (Haha)

Get low, gimme that
You and me is wahala, you met your match
Get low, gimme that
You and me is wahala, you met your match

The way I fuck it up, bruk it, don't get attached
'Cah when I grip it and lock it I got the latch
Get low, gimme that (Get low, gimme that)
Get low, gimme that

It ain't my fault all these niggas wanna do me, do me
Disturbing London when I post without Dumi Dumi
He at my house like a scout for the cookie, cookie
I told him if you wanna see me gotta book me, book me
From the car to the house to the bed to the floor
Looking in the mirror while I ride it slo mo
Sweeter than Ice Tea, he fiending for the Coco
Make it stan' up when I get low, ayo

You wanna fuck me
And you might get lucky
Couple breddas on the 'Gram but they can never buck me
Boy, you need to smack it down on a bitch
If you Will this pussy Chris (You ain't shit)

I just need you to get low, gimme that (Get low, gimme that)
He wanna buss it up, fuck it up from the back
He gimme all his money, I'm spending all of your racks
He told me I'm best of the better and that's a fact
DA run it back

Get low, gimme that
You and me is wahala, you met your match
Get low, gimme that (Get low, gimme that)
You and me is wahala, you met your match

The way I fuck it up, bruk it, don't get attached
'Cah when I grip it and lock it I got the latch
Get low, gimme that (Get low, gimme that)
Get low, gimme that (Get low)

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