Yeah, I know my nigga got me Top down it's just me and my G Got the hood love throw it, throw it up for my baby Fuck the world, they don't do it like me Nahh, you better ask somebody Don't fuck with my baby, you don't know about me You better ask somebody 'Cause I go dumb for my baby Low-key, low-key, low-key I go dumb for my baby, low-key Fuck around and catch a case for ya You really got me feelin' like I'm motherfucking made for ya He got me yeah he got me We've been on it for a minute Ain't no stoppin' I mean, me locked in yeah we're rockin' Hold it down, POP Yeah, we're poppin' I mean, I don't really give a fuck what y'all doin' If it ain't about my nigga keep it movin' He got what I want, and that's all that I need Him come home to me, and hit this like good weed Goin' and goin' and goin' It's too deep Y'all think it's show me, but we're thinkin' movie Yeah, I know my nigga got me Top down it's just me and my G Got the hood love throw it, throw it up for my baby Fuck the world, they don't do it like me Nahh, you better ask somebody Don't fuck with my baby, you don't know about me You better ask somebody 'Cause I go dumb for my baby Low-key, low-key, low-key I go dumb for my baby, low-key Tip Drill, call me low-key A lot of broke niggas think they know me A young nigga move like a OG Only backwoods when we're rollin' And she goes dumb for a nigga, ayy She gon' beat a drum for a nigga, ayy She gon' wanna roll with a nigga Hunnids and fifties baby, ayy Buy you a new Mercedes, ayy You know them bitches ain't it I got bands on me, I spend money all day, baby That Zoo God, Zoofield from Zoogang, baby I got bands on me, I spend money all day, baby That zoo God, Zoofield from Zoogang, baby Don't you play baby, yeah Yeah, I know my nigga got me Top down it's just me and my G Got the hood love throw it, throw it up for my baby Fuck the world, they don't do it like me Nahh, you better ask somebody Don't fuck with my baby, you don't know about me You better ask somebody 'Cause I go dumb for my baby Low-key, low-key, low-key I go dumb for my baby, low-key Fuck around and catch a case for ya Damn right, I'll put a mutherfucka' all up in his place for ya Call me his shooter, his Jada, his mami I'm down for whatever, I said so-so I be Down to set it, set it of Bonnie to his Clyde Like motherfucker 'em all And I ain't never lettin' him go I'll catch a body for him, so you know He got what I want, and that's all that I need Him come home to me, and hit this like good weed Goin' and goin' and goin' It's too deep Y'all think it's show me, but we're thinkin' movie Yeah, I know my nigga got me Top down it's just me and my G Got the hood love throw it, throw it up for my baby Fuck the world, they don't do it like me Nahh, you better ask somebody Don't fuck with my baby, you don't know about me You better ask somebody 'Cause I go dumb for my baby Low-key, low-key, low-key I go dumb for my baby, low-key