[Lyric] Highkey Lowkey (LiL Loot)

[Intro]
Yeah, ooh, yeah
Slatt, ooh, yeah, yeah
Yeah, ooh, yeah, slatt

[Chorus]
Living it up (ooh, yeah)
We out in Malibu (yeah)
I run it up (ooh, yeah)
Do what I want to do (yeah)
Shorty I can't help but feel some way when I’m with you (yeah)
Let's not front (ooh, yeah)
We know you wanted to (slatt)
(X2)

[Verse]
Per routine, she going to ask me how my day go (day)
Sipping lean, pour a four-ounce in a Faygo
See-through all the hate like oppression (yes sir)
My shooters not fake (no), you shouldn't test them
Margiela they kicks (shoot), I got to bless them
Got it out the mud, that shit ain’t a question (that's facts)
Fendi sweater you see rta my jeans now
Cost a steep thou (steep), I be rolling, rolling off a bean, now
I just took your bitch ('lil bitch), take that shit, I ain't mean to (sorry)
Took that shit, left that shit, it be see-through (fake)
I can't quit before I reach a goal like a Meeseek do (no-no, no-no)
I got to the guap (cash money), they like to watch like a fiend do (whoa)
She want everything we had put our work and dreams through (scheme)
You can't get a thing without going through the team, boo (hell nah)
Fuck that shit (fuh-fuh), then I pass it to my g dude (yeah)
Cuff that shit (cuh-cuh), ain't going to happen, I go where the green do
[Chorus]
Living it up (ooh, yeah)
We out in Malibu (yeah)
I run it up (ooh, yeah)
Do what I want to do (yeah)
Shorty I can't help but feel some way when I’m with you (yeah)
Let’s not front (ooh, yeah)
We know you wanted to (slatt)
(X2)

[Post-Chorus]
Learned to let it go (grraa)
When I say, my bitch go down, she giving better throat slurp
I swear, I don't fuck with these hoes, got to let them know (know)
You ain’t speaking Guapanese, I need Rosetta Sto-o-one (mhm, mmm-mhm)

[Verse 2]
Cut my style in two (whoa)
BB Simon my waist, like, girl what you trying to do (what)
I got all this cake on me so I'm going to smile at you (cash)
While you sit there hating, don't know what you trying to prove, yeah, yeah, yeah (what, what-what)
I got hella drugs in me (drugs)
I don't want to fuck unless you’ve got the means (means)
Bad bitch with me, yeah, she Japanese ('nese)
Used to be a good girl until she met me (ah-ah, ah-ah)
I don't really care, let the world blame me, ah (blame, blame, blame)
I fly out to Paris, can't a thing hurt me, ah (me, me, me)
Put diamonds on her, it's just the way I see, ah (see, see, see)
And I stay getting that bread still, bitch you best believe, ah-uh (ah-uh)
Ah-uh (ah-uh), ah-uh (ah-uh)
Ah-uh (ah-uh, mhm), Mhm (mhm)
[Chorus]
Living it up (ooh, yeah)
We out in Malibu (yeah)
I run it up (ooh, yeah)
Do what I want to do (yeah)
Shorty I can't help but feel some way when I'm with you (yeah)
Let's not front (ooh, yeah)
We know you wanted to (slatt)
(X2)