Low Low - Intellectual

(Intro)

Yeah

Dope for the low

I got (Low low, ey)

Dope for the low

I got, what (Low low, ey)

Dope for the low

Dope dope

Dope for the low

Dope for the low low ey

Dope for the low

Dope for the low low ey

Dope for the low

Dope

Ey, ey

(Verse 1)

Cali till the death of me (yah)

Been ripping all these mics

Born to rap like It’s destiny (yeah)

Very sеnsitive so sucker don’t you try to mess with mе (yah)

Red carpet, road rage, give a fuck about celebrities

My recipe is heavily going against the enemy

If you wanna tell on me, I suggest you gone bail on me

I keep it real homie, I ain’t one of those cats (nah)

That be top 5, 10, without writing their raps (ahha)

Yeah these industry plants that be spinning these jams (ey)

That be killing these fans, It ain’t all about bands

Let me get you a little closer to reality

Teach you some gravity

I do this everyday, they do this casually (aha)

I’m coming over like my name is Valerie

In the real or the fake world, tell me where you rather be (yah)

Switzerland or California homie, It don’t matter B

I hit em with the style till they all fucking mad at me

(Chorus)

Dope for the low

Dope for the low (low low)

I got

Flows for the foes

Flows for you hoes (hoe, hoe)

I can’t fuck with you no

Fuck what you know (know, know)

I stay broke for a hoe

That’s how I roll

Jo (jo)

Dope for the low

Dope for the low (low low)

I got

Flows for the foes

Flows for you hoes (hoe, hoe)

I can’t fuck with you no

Fuck what you know (know, know)

I stay broke for a hoe

That’s how I roll

Jo (yah)

Dope, dope, dope

Dope for the low low (for the low low)

Dope, dope, dope

Dope for the low low (for your low low)

Dope, dope, dope

Dope for the low low (for the low low)

Dope, dope, dope

Dope for the low low (for your low low)

Dope for the low low

(Verse 2)

Let the beat bang (bang)

Take a look, take a picture, put it in a frame (huh)

I’m on another level and myself is to blame (yeah)

I been focusing so hard, I forgot my own name

That’s a joke, ya all know, yeah bitch It’s Ryan Cali

Came from over seas and I’m looking for a baddy

Misses booty shake, twerk, twerking for that cake

Never, never hesitate putting more on your plate (yeah)

Hold up wait, hold up wait

Can I get some more please

Throw that money, throw that money

Spend another four g’s

Boy you crazy, yeah I’m crazy

This ain’t really like me (ha)

This whole game got me crazy

Fuck the fame and the ladies

Gotta go save the babies

Gotta bring back the 80s

Gotta bring back the 90s

Gotta talk like the finest (ey)

I’m a boss, they my riders

Get me crossed, they will find ya (ey)

Let me talk, let me talk

Better walk, better walk ey

(Chorus)

Dope for the low

Dope for the low (low low)

I got

Flows for the foes

Flows for you hoes (hoe, hoe)

I can’t fuck with you no

Fuck what you know (know, know)

I stay broke for a hoe

That’s how I roll

Jo (jo)

Dope for the low

Dope for the low (low low)

I got

Flows for the foes

Flows for you hoes (hoe, hoe)

I can’t fuck with you no

Fuck what you know (know, know)

I stay broke for a hoe

That’s how I roll

Jo (that’s how I roll)

Dope, dope, dope

Dope for the low low

Dope, dope, dope

Dope for the low low (yah)

Dope, dope, dope

Dope for the low low (for the low low)

Dope, dope, dope

Dope for the low low (you know I got that dope)

Dope for the low low

Dope for the low low (you know man)

Dope for the low low

Dope for the low low (stop playing with me)

Dope for the low low

Dope for the low low (Ryan Cali)