4 THE LOW (Explicit) - Problem/Wiz Khalifa

Lyrics by：Jason Martin/Khalil John Franklin/Cameron Thomaz

Ooh-ooh ooh-ooh ooh-ooh

Wiz khalifa：

Good w**d eyes low ooh woah

No we ain't gotta stress no more

Count it up smoke gas slow ooh woah

Pounds for the low call my cell phone

No I don't let shop close ooh woah

Froze yeah my neck so cold ooh woah

Clones I'm the connect start handin' out clones

Every day wake up and get stoned

I'm talkin' all-natural

I'm rollin' them bats up now

The police don't pat 'em down

I see they be down bad

I'm rollin' up laughing now

These fools be sick so when I roll six I don't even pass 'em now

Homie don't even ask 'em now

Problem：

Black market on the east side they boxed up and got rich

For that same thing they doin'

Now homies locked up and I'm pissed

In a whoop wham still boxed up while them white folks get rich

On god

So I make sure that I buy something every time I make the money flip

What

Wiz khalifa：

Now I be like

For the low

Pounds for the low

We got pounds for the low

For the low

Pounds for the low

We got pounds for the low

For the low

Pounds for the low

We got pounds for the low

For the low

Pounds for the low

We got pounds for the low

Problem：

Rollin' w**d and I trip

Make money then I dip

Ayy yeah

Won't ask for a sip

Self-made like nip

Yeah yeah

Boys got chick ways

Ride waves like ship

Yeah yeah

The game know we good business

'Cause we got it like this baby

What

Wiz khalifa：

I done made classics

Come to that grass you don't even have to count

Whole turkey bag I roll it up fast

It don't even last 'em now

Wow how

Now they wan' flag 'em down

I do what I want ain't putting 'em amount

For the low

Pounds for the low

We got pounds for the low

For the low

Pounds for the low

We got pounds for the low

For the low

Pounds for the low

We got pounds for the low

For the low

Pounds for the low

We got pounds for the low