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by Future

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Low Life” is a song by Future. This page features time-synced lyrics that highlight each line as the song plays — press play to sing along in real time. The lyrics contain 114 lines.

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High, high, get, get, gettin' high, everybody gettin' high

Get, get, get, gettin' high, you're unbelievably high

I just took some molly, what else? (Hey)

Got some bitch from Follies with us ('scuse me, 'scuse me)

She gonna fuck the squad, what else? (I swear)

I'ma fuck her broads, what else? (Get, get!)

Bitch from Pakistan, what up? (Foreign!)

Ferraris and them Lambs, what else? (skrrrt)

'Bout to fuck this club up, what else? (Get, get!)

(Metro Boomin wants some more, nigga!)

I turn the Ritz into a poor house

It's like eviction number four now

Go 'head and ash it on the floor now

Girl go 'head and show me how you go down

And I feel my whole body peakin'

And I'm fuckin' anybody with they legs wide

Gettin' faded with some bitches from the West Side

East coast, nigga reppin' North Side

Never waste a ho's time (Freebands)

Bitch, I'm on my own time

Fuck a nigga co-sign

Always change my number and my phone line

Baby girl, I don't lie

Used to have no money for a crib

Now my room service bill cost your whole life

If they try to stunt me, I go all out military

I'm camo'ed all out, like I'm in the military

I free up all my niggas locked up in the penitentiary

'Cause I'm always reppin' for that low life

Reppin' for that low life turn up

Low life, low life, low life

Know I'm reppin' for that low, low life

Representin', I'm representin', representin'

Said I'm reppin' for that low life

Low life, low life, low life, low life

I'm representin' for that low life

Said I'm repping for that low life

I'm reppin', that's reppin', I'm reppin'

Low life, low life, low life

Rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep

Woo, woo, woo, woo

Yeah

Wake up, take a sip of Ace of Spade like it's water

I been on the molly and them Xans with your daughter

If she catch me cheating, I will never tell her sorry

If she catch me cheating, I will never tell her sorry

Porsches in the valet, I got Bentleys, I got 'Raris

Taking pain pills on the plane, gettin' chartered

Poppin' tags on tags, I was starvin'

Bitch, I got the juice and the carbine

Turn a five star hotel to a traphouse

Roaches everywhere, like we forgot to take the trash out

Flood my cross with ice, gettin' money my religion

Got my baby momma and my side bitch kissin'

I turn the Ritz into a lean house

This the sixth time gettin' kicked out

I can't feel my face, I'm on Adderall, nauseous

Niggas tryna ride my fuckin' wave, now they salty

Runnin' with the wave, get you killed quick

Shoot you in your back like you Ricky

Lil Mexico, from no life to afterlife

My whole life, my whole life

'Cause I'm always reppin' for that low life

Low life, low life, low life

Know I'm reppin' for that low, low life

Representin', I'm representin', representin'

Said I'm reppin' for that low life

Low life, low life, low life, low life

I'm representin' that low life

Said I'm reppin' for that low life

Low life, I'm reppin' for that low life

Low life, low life, low life

Rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, woo

Yeah

Yeah, they stereotypin'

'Cause they know a nigga keep ten rifles

And they know a nigga keep ten snipers

Keep a baby bottle like we wearin' diapers

Yeah, they stereotypin'

'Cause they know a nigga keep twenty rifles

And they know a nigga keep twenty snipers

And they know a nigga keep ten wifeys

Sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper

Wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey

That's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?

I think I like her, like her, like her, like her

That's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?

I think I like her, like her, like her, like her

Oh, that's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?

I think I like her, like her, like her, like her

Getting high, getting high, getting high

Everybody getting high

Getting high, getting high, getting high

Everybody getting high

Getting high, getting high, getting high

Everybody getting high

Getting high, getting high, getting high

And I'm the reason why

Getting high, getting high, getting high

Everybody getting high

Getting high, getting high, getting high

Everybody getting high

Getting high, getting high, getting high

Everybody getting high

Getting high, getting high, getting high

And I'm the reason why

I just took some molly, what else?

Got some bitch from Follies with us

She gonna fuck the squad, what else?

I'ma fuck her broads, what else?

Bitch from Pakistan, what up?

Ferraris and them Lambs, what else?

'Bout to fuck this club, what else?

'Bout to fuck this club, what else?

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High, high, get, get, gettin' high, everybody gettin' high Get, get, get, gettin' high, you're unbelievably high I just took some molly, what else? (Hey) Got some bitch from Follies with us ('scuse me, 'scuse me) She gonna fuck the squad, what else? (I swear) I'ma fuck her broads, what else? (Get, get!) Bitch from Pakistan, what up? (Foreign!) Ferraris and them Lambs, what else? (skrrrt) 'Bout to fuck this club up, what else? (Get, get!) (Metro Boomin wants some more, nigga!) I turn the Ritz into a poor house It's like eviction number four now Go 'head and ash it on the floor now Girl go 'head and show me how you go down And I feel my whole body peakin' And I'm fuckin' anybody with they legs wide Gettin' faded with some bitches from the West Side East coast, nigga reppin' North Side Never waste a ho's time (Freebands) Bitch, I'm on my own time Fuck a nigga co-sign Always change my number and my phone line Baby girl, I don't lie Used to have no money for a crib Now my room service bill cost your whole life If they try to stunt me, I go all out military I'm camo'ed all out, like I'm in the military I free up all my niggas locked up in the penitentiary 'Cause I'm always reppin' for that low life Reppin' for that low life turn up Low life, low life, low life Know I'm reppin' for that low, low life Representin', I'm representin', representin' Said I'm reppin' for that low life Low life, low life, low life, low life I'm representin' for that low life Said I'm repping for that low life I'm reppin', that's reppin', I'm reppin' Low life, low life, low life Rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep Woo, woo, woo, woo Yeah Wake up, take a sip of Ace of Spade like it's water I been on the molly and them Xans with your daughter If she catch me cheating, I will never tell her sorry If she catch me cheating, I will never tell her sorry Porsches in the valet, I got Bentleys, I got 'Raris Taking pain pills on the plane, gettin' chartered Poppin' tags on tags, I was starvin' Bitch, I got the juice and the carbine Turn a five star hotel to a traphouse Roaches everywhere, like we forgot to take the trash out Flood my cross with ice, gettin' money my religion Got my baby momma and my side bitch kissin' I turn the Ritz into a lean house This the sixth time gettin' kicked out I can't feel my face, I'm on Adderall, nauseous Niggas tryna ride my fuckin' wave, now they salty Runnin' with the wave, get you killed quick Shoot you in your back like you Ricky Lil Mexico, from no life to afterlife My whole life, my whole life 'Cause I'm always reppin' for that low life Low life, low life, low life Know I'm reppin' for that low, low life Representin', I'm representin', representin' Said I'm reppin' for that low life Low life, low life, low life, low life I'm representin' that low life Said I'm reppin' for that low life Low life, I'm reppin' for that low life Low life, low life, low life Rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, woo Yeah Yeah, they stereotypin' 'Cause they know a nigga keep ten rifles And they know a nigga keep ten snipers Keep a baby bottle like we wearin' diapers Yeah, they stereotypin' 'Cause they know a nigga keep twenty rifles And they know a nigga keep twenty snipers And they know a nigga keep ten wifeys Sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper Wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey That's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey? I think I like her, like her, like her, like her That's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey? I think I like her, like her, like her, like her Oh, that's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey? I think I like her, like her, like her, like her Getting high, getting high, getting high Everybody getting high Getting high, getting high, getting high Everybody getting high Getting high, getting high, getting high Everybody getting high Getting high, getting high, getting high And I'm the reason why Getting high, getting high, getting high Everybody getting high Getting high, getting high, getting high Everybody getting high Getting high, getting high, getting high Everybody getting high Getting high, getting high, getting high And I'm the reason why I just took some molly, what else? Got some bitch from Follies with us She gonna fuck the squad, what else? I'ma fuck her broads, what else? Bitch from Pakistan, what up? Ferraris and them Lambs, what else? 'Bout to fuck this club, what else? 'Bout to fuck this club, what else?
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