Ricky
Hit-Boy
4:17I'm on the low, ask for me Uh-huh Hmm I make sure that every day's an event (yup) I'm a dope addict and my addiction pays the rent Tryna retrace the steps, can't even count the amount of change I spent Turnin' records out to a great extent (catalog) Receivin' accolades in the streets from random humans (go) Amsterdam, they jam the music and hand me tulips To play my brand is foolish, Spanish jeweler (Julio) Buckets of bubble juice on ice inside a fancy cooler Perfectin' how to step, my dance moves are smoother I'm havin' an episode, buck-fifty on a desert road Bein' fly is written all inside my genetic code After the victory lap, I'm headed home (I'm on my way) See me on the jumbotron and the Spectradome My name's carved and set in stone (that's right) Never needed any jewelry to shine Took a chance, the opportunity was mine, now I garnish checks I'm an architect for music design with a master's degree I catch 'em with the pick and roll (you go this way, I go that way) Then use a spatula to spin a bowl (spin it), I'm on the low, ask for me I'm on the low, ask for me Hit-Boy, look I'm goin' hard, I'm not goin' friendly I'm goin' hard like cardio really Got through the pain, I'm showin' no pity Look, ever since Chainz was goin' by Tity I had a wave, was servin' the city You see the tsunami, it only got bigger I'm high in demand, my foot on the gas Understand I'm really that nigga I'm goin' hard, I hardly go friendly No one is safe, they gettin' erased I'm strikin' 'em out, let's fuck up the city I just hit for thirty, I'm hittin' the Griddy Nike Tech on me 'cause I'm on the run Look what I become, you ask where I'm from I don't say a word, I throw up a dub I do it for love, they do it for hype They can't even reach me and that got 'em tight Godly, I feel like I'm Spike Havin' real motion, it come with a price Samples be runnin', they might blow the speakers I run with some trappers, they fillin' up liters If you want the codes, I'm willin' to teach ya They wanted the smoke, end up like it's Lupita, yeah The uncertainty be worryin' me, I spent racks on this Virgil tee I cut 'em deep like surgery, they comin' nursery We comin' big dog, hand us over the trophies I see clear through Loewe shades and I'm watchin' 'em closely I'm on the low, ask for me