Letras
Oh, I'm feeling low again
Ain't shit I owe to them
They don't wanna let it go
Oh, I'm feeling low again
Ain't shit I owe to them
They don't wanna let it go
Oh, I'm feeling low again
Ain't shit I owe to them
They don't wanna let it go
Bob said Santa we back, so make it crazy
I'm taxi driver De Niro and diesel is Scorsese
That means I'm loco and need some direction
I tried to wake up from this dream, but I think it's inception
I signed a deal with the devil, but why'd he smirk
And why am I in a room full of grannies ready to twerk
If you do not know me, you probably think I'm a jerk
But homie, getting roasted by me is one of the perks
I spit flame while the rest of you just flicker
Should I teach a class, cause you know my flow's sicker
Your girl built like a twig, yeah, my bitch thicker
Your pussy ass wanna race, bitch, my bus quicker
Oh, I'm feeling low again
Ain't shit I owe to them
They don't wanna let it go
Oh, I'm feeling low again
Ain't shit I owe to them
They don't wanna let it go
On the mic like emergency, first response
No accident, it's purposely
In a different lane, emergency
Got a sense of urgency to get this currency
Shit, turn up the heat, it's burning me
No first degree distraction, they turn to me
Ain't no transaction hurting me
Gave ya girl a purse to keep,but the
Writing on the wall, got a different paint
Shit, last call, got a different drink
That's all, hit the bank laughing with a stank face
When I hear my own shit, don't condone shit
From you other rappers, and it can't be
Bitch, I'm full throttle, spit a shit
Drake and wayne no motto,
Oh, I'm feeling low again
Ain't shit I owe to them
They don't wanna let it go
Oh, I'm feeling low again
Ain't shit I owe to them
They don't wanna let it go
These hoes love talking about what happened before
It's time to let it go, not my fault she don't want you anymore
She be calling me daddy, bro
Funny part is her dad is my caddy, know
She come from a good family, she a baddie, got a fatty
So I told her, hop up in my caddy, no
You can't fucking drive, call me tiger
The way I bag these hoes, on the mic, I know you heard of me
Had to call up Pattyo, they serving me Coronas while I smoke fatties on the patio with Santa
Bitch, I'm the man, I got my name on the banner
Heard your girl is a fan of ,we got matching pajamas
Goddamn, she a freak, told her go get the camera
And before I go to sleep, she just pant while I ram her
Oh, I'm feeling low again
Ain't shit I owe to them
They don't wanna let it go
Oh, I'm feeling low again
Ain't shit I owe to them
They don't wanna let it go