[Intro]
Yea, uh
Told baby ''Get low and touch the ground''
Told baby ''Get low and touch the ground''
Told baby ''Get low and touch the ground''

[Verse]
Told baby ''Get low and touch the ground''
Told baby ''I'mma dog straight outta the pound''
I'mma Kelly smoking gas straight outta the pound
N***a playin' at your ass, I'm gunnin' 'em down
You n***as need to join the circus, y'all look like some clowns
I might just need to sue these n***as, be still on my side
Baby girl said she love me and feelin' my style
I need a tall dick bitches, like makin' 'em stop
She do this shit with both hands, like she milkin' a cow
She make it clap round of applause, none of us take a bite
A n***a tryna rob me, all he heard was "bow, bow, bow, bow, bow"
Bitch I'm marry to the money, I sеnd my [?]
I have run up my money a couple of milеs
I got lil' baby soaking wet, need a couple of towels
And I don't know when and don't know how
See my dawg turn into a snake, I had 'em lay you up
These nigas movin' all day, that shit so false
All these n***as hackin', I'mma ref better call it a foul
And I like to cross a n***a up, made 'em touch the ground
[Hook]
Told baby ''Get low and touch the ground''
Told baby ''Get low and touch the ground''
Told baby ''Get low and touch the ground''
Told baby ''I'mma dog straight outta the pound''