Go Low 2.0

[Intro]

Turn me up KidSpyral

Ghosty

Bow!

[Verse 1: Nikz]

Bad one bust down on the kid, come arch her

I tell her go low for the A92 (Buss it)

I'm scorching in this T, no T Rex

And he got run out the A by fiends (Ching, ching)

I'm a young black boy tryna slap this lead

And I bun hella green buds with the crew

I made man's white tee turn red

Now I'm wanted by the boys in blue

Winnin' this beef and I say it with chest

Now I got a mask on my face like COVID

Slap one at a pagan's chest

And now you got a pain in your chest like COVID

We don't play like duck-duck-goose

I duck a man down, tryna leave man folded (Baow)

If you don't duck, get hit in your Canada Goose

You know the gangdem's loaded

They ain't out on the block so wе circle around

Yeah, we circlе like a merry-go-round

You ain't ever tryna get a bag or a body

Get a body bag, I use it when I pull up in the town

I ain't ever lied, did I do that, I'd die in the station

You know a nigga holdin' it down

Fly out the ride tryna ying that yuh, yuh

I'm really tryna yurk man down

We got down ****, we got down ****, we got down ****, we got down ****

I don't even wanna talk 'bout roses

Girl's been passed all around like Rondo (Jezzie)

Go low for the gang, just go low

Done it on a two man, step or solo

Only live once, that's YOLO, YOLO

Do it like bando, screamin' out yo

[Chorus: Offica]

I'm an artist, but when the beef gets hot, you cannot decline

And I've said it time to time, the beef is stupid, I won't deny

But it is what it is, see, the A got beef with the Nine

And just when I thought this beef was dead

Bro came with the seasonin' and kicked off and it started again

When they slide 'round here, we slide right back

We're tryna do more than just get even

But if you roll with us and you fuck with them, you're committin' treason

Asked for the motive, she said, "In my bedroom"

Now I got her screamin', "Opor" gyallie on me, man

Says she want more

Go low, go low, all the way to the floor

[Verse 2: Kebz]

Mi wan slap corn in a pagan's door

Get 'round there in a four-by-four

Uh, uh, j'adore, j'adore

When I get man down, it's a round of applause (Uh-uh)

And I don't really get no sleep

Cah I'm dishin' out packs like Santa Claus (Way)

Shorties work out for the team

Go low, go low, all the way to the floor

Slide 'round there, no cha cha, slide **** and **** got hopped two times (Yeah)

Young G's wan' go on the glide

Just move to the right, let me hop inside (Hop)

If bae bae don't give us the drop

So I guess what's yours is also mine (Haha)

Now it's back to the trap one time

Cah the pack come sweet like Caroline

[Verse 3: Ksav]

Yo, bad one, arch it (Uh-uh)

Go low for the gang, that's perfect (Baow, baow)

We'll put it in R and park it

Spin that coupe as the B go blast it

Tryna get more Ms like Huncho (I am)

So my reputation ain't tarnished (Ain't tarnished)

And free my guys that's locked in the bin

Them boy ain't trash like garbage (You know)

Broski's got P and I've got P

So I guess we're tryna get richer (Ooh, ooh)

Bae bae was down for me

So I guess I'll giver her this D like Digga (92 baby)

They don't bang on the A, they're fibbers

When they come, man, they take snaps like pictures

On the M24s like the GBGs

But we don't dance with hittas

[Chorus: Offica]

I'm an artist, but when the beef gets hot, you cannot decline

And I've said it time to time, the beef is stupid, I won't deny

But it is what it is, see, the A got beef with the Nine

And just when I thought this beef was dead

Bro came with the seasonin' and kicked off and it started again

When they slide 'round here, we slide right back

We're tryna do more than just get even

But if you roll with us and you fuck with them, you're committin' treason

Asked for the motive, she said, "In my bedroom"

Now I got her screamin', "Opor" gyallie on me, man

Says she want more

Go low, go low, all the way to the floor

[Outro]

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Ghosty