intro yeah nah i don t really really got a girl we could chill verse 1 we smoking good we at the party one thing lead to one thing never tell a ho im sorry im in her guts now im driving clutch now tell me what s up now rolling that dutch now pon da road pon da road alway bro code toast to the occasion shawty thick and she bajun niggas come up small raisins you ll thought faro was playing noooooooo nooooooo nooo no hook headed down the turnpike i put it down all night girl i can read your mind say my name three times oh it should be a crime you a freak on the low freak on the low freak on the low you a freak on the low freak on the low freak on the low verse 2 wheels up wheels up baby sip slow bills up bills up my crew go fuck the other side you down to ride late nights late nights clothes off rooftops coronas i diss these ho s like i don t know them  hook headed down the turnpike i put it down all night girl i can read your mind say my name three times oh it should be a crime you a freak on the low freak on the low freak on the low you a freak on the low freak on the low freak on the low outro never trust a ho my main goal never trust a ho fuck what they say so