Send A Lo

[Intro]
(Eazy)
You was smart for that
If it's money on the floor, nigga, send a lo'
Look

[Chorus]
If it's money on the floor, tell 'em, "Send a lo'"
And whatever niggas need, I could get you what you want (Nigga)
We just sent a hundred P's and we sendin' more
Tracin' bags for a Patek, now we beatin' up the road
They just sent another bag for another show
My bitch ain't never been pressed about a motherfuckin' ho (Nigga)
I need the high for these bags, but got them for the low
So it better be some money if you blowin' up my phone, I need a lift

[Verse 1]
Ayy, look, bitch, I'm comin' drip down in some high fashion
The street's over, I be seeing niggas white flaggin'
Fuck flexin', why show it? I don't like braggin'
And the marble counters in my house with the white cabinet
Need a bad bitch smellin' good and she cook breakfast
A young nigga gettin' money but I'm still steppin'
And if we really had a problem, then you wouldn't have texted
These niggas only saying blims, they don't send a message
Every since I started rappin', I been gettin' paper
And they can act like they don't see me, you's a fucking hater
The Drac' got a green beam or a fuckin' laser
Way before this rap shit, we was pullin' capers
If lil' Easy on the beat, then we ain't gotta mix it
I know a nigga dead broke but he say he pimpin'
Free Keef out that bitch, that's my fuckin' hit stick
We finna wake they ass up, they gon' have to listen (Nigga, ayy)

[Chorus]
If it's money on the floor, tell 'em, "Send a lo'"
And whatever niggas need, I could get you what you want (Nigga)
We just sent a hundred P's and we sendin' more
Tracin' bags for a Patek, now we beatin' up the road
They just sent another bag for another show
My bitch ain't never been pressed about a motherfuckin' ho (Nigga)
I need the high for these bags, but got them for the low
So it better be some money if you blowin' up my phone, I need a lift

[Verse 2]
Ayy, and if it's really on the floor, I'ma ante up
I ain't never to the neck, baby got it in her fanny clutch
If a nigga talkin' down, we gon' stand him up (Ayy)
And I ain't goin' back and forth, tell that bitch, "Get your bands up"
Ayy, ayy, beatin' down the block with this 26
Bro ain't even have no Quagen, all that nigga had was Tris
Throwin' shots from up the street but that nigga missed
I'll do it by myself, I don't hardly send a blitz
I did the Beno Wrld shorts with the Prada sneaks
She cook and clean every day, she ain't gotta say she proud of me
It's forty-seven pounds in this odyssey
And I been runnin' up a bag, I can promise ain't no stoppin' me
Them EMPIRE checks comin' every month
That boy just rappin', he ain't gettin' to that chicken like us
Even if I'm feelin' down, I can run it up
They knew my niggas wasn't playin' when we left with (Ayy, look, ayy)

[Chorus]
If it's money on the floor, tell 'em, "Send a lo'"
And whatever niggas need, I could get you what you want (Nigga)
We just sent a hundred P's and we sendin' more
Tracin' bags for a Patek, now we beatin' up the road
They just sent another bag for another show
My bitch ain't never been pressed about a motherfuckin' ho (Nigga)
I need the high for these bags, but got them for the low
So it better be some money if you blowin' up my phone, I need a lift (Clown, nigga, look)