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lirik lagu on the low (remix) – angel

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[hook: angel]
i’ve been getting money on the low
girl you should come to my house
big face rollie for the wrist, i left it home on the couch
even though a n-gga don’t show it
everything you see, you know i own it
i’ve never been the type to go and blow it
i’m the type of n-gga that will hold it down
been getting money on the low
big face rollie on your list, girl that’s the price of a house
even though a n-gga don’t show it
everything you see, you know i own it
i’ve never been the type to go and blow it

[verse 1: angel]
i’ve been getting money on the low
look at you, look at me stocking these clothes
i ain’t even turned up yet, i ain’t gone home
if i do i’m putting on a suit and turning up in a cayman, driving around
oh na na, they salute when they see, i came in surfing around
(money on the low, m-money on the low)
i can get the honeys in the road
look at you, look at me still in these clothes
i ain’t even been to sleep yet
i’ve been doing late night shifts, 10 hours in a show, they all grinding it out
oh they won’t understand, when i’m in the booth and i’m high in the cloud (oh they won’t understand)

[hook: angel]
i’ve been getting money on the low
girl you should come to my house
big faced rollie for the wrist, i left it home on the couch
even though a n-gga don’t show it
everything you see, you know i own it
i’ve never been the type to go and blow it
i’m the type of n-gga that will hold it down
been getting money on the low
big faced rollie on your list, girl that’s the price of a house
even though a n-gga don’t show it
everything you see, you know i own it
i’ve never been the type to go and blow it

[verse 2: jeremih]
i’ve been getting money like a dope dealer, on the low grinding all week
bought some new clothes upon a tuesday, wore the same fit all week-end
had one b-tch, she brought three friends
i ain’t gotta fake or gotta pretend
great white when it comes to r&b hits
we couldn’t park there, probably get a precinct
i’ve been counting on the washington’s
lincoln’s and the jackson’s, franklin’s and the benjamin’s, yea
i done hear some ladies talk a little, little vanilla in em
mix it with some cinnamon, yea
album don’t drop, i’ma still eat
living through the hundreds, call it blue cheese

[verse 3: eric bellinger]
i’ve been getting grammys on the low
you be in the club singing all my sh-t
you ain’t even know i wrote all ’em other n-ggas songs
i cannot blame you, who does their homework
they don’t check credits any more
i don’t be trippin’, i just head to the bank and deposit more
i would be foolish to take al this money, take pictures and post on the ‘gram, n-gga
i really do this, i don’t have to prove it to you, n-ggas know who i am
so you can trick on them hoes if you wanna
but your cheque gon’ be gone in the morning
while i’m sitting on a private beach
just me and my girl in a private suite, n-gga

[hook: angel & (eric bellinger)]
i’ve been getting money on the low (i’ve been getting)
big faced rollie for the wrist, i left it home on the couch
even though a n-gga don’t show it (i don’t show it)
everything you see, you know i own it
i’ve never been the type to go and blow it
i’m the type of n-gga that will hold it down
i’ve been getting money on the low
big faced rollie on your list, girl that’s the price of a house
even though a n-gga don’t show it
everything you see, you know i own it
i’ve never been the type to go and blow it
(cause i’ve been getting money on the low)

[verse 4: wretch 32]
i’ve been getting money on the loud
phone on silent, ringing hittas out
since i’ve been doing well, said i left her in a drought
don’t let me r. kelly in your house
i can really take the p-ss with it
see, i’m the one in front of six digits
froggy style, make a pr-ck ribbit
said she like a cool n-gga with a big business
i got an ice bucket challenge on my wrist, innit
gorgeous like my model chick zara
she got the vibes but she’s never been to gaza
and she look better on a bottle than a sparkler
renowned like funny tummy, yeah i got the last laugh
ghosting, i pulled up in the phantom
listening to buju banton, i can boom bye bang em if i wanna
my woman and my clothes don’t be clashing
cuh they’re both so italian, i rock diesel by the gallon when i wanna

[verse 5: dappy]
i keep it 100 even when i’m down to zero
so tell your don scarface he’s no al pacino
this ain’t a movie so watch who you’re watching
and that sh-t you’re rocking
cause i might have to rob it like de niro
we never cut corners cause we lean on em like ducati’s
you be stuck in traffic busting swishers on the cabbies
me i got all these foreign b-tches screaming “are you dappy?”
cause i be making money from london to abu dhabi
so what a blow, this is that straight off the boat flow
call it cargo, f-ck you and that half fro
i’m still to introduce you to the real pablo
said she don’t love ya, i bet she’ll love how fast your car goes
let’s get it right, in life you have to handle sh-t proper
everything you see is all me, i would never borrow
they ain’t letting me spray what i really wanna say
cause at any stage they could drop me like madonna
then i’d really have to make money on the low

[hook: angel]
money on the low, girl you should come to my house
big face rollie for the wrist, i left it home on the couch
even though a n-gga don’t show it
everything you see, you know i own it
i’ve never been the type to go and blow it
i’m the type of n-gga that will hold it down
been getting money on the low
big face rollie on your list, girl that’s the price of a house
even though a n-gga don’t show it
everything you see, you know i own it
i’ve never been the type to go and blow it