Sittin Low chords by JT The Bigga Figga, Messy Marv
Verse 1
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Low in my 6 -4 Chevy,
sittin' low,
sittin' low in my 6 -4 Chevy
Sittin' low in my 6 -4 Chevy,
sittin' low, sittin' low in my 6 -4 Chevy
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Yeah, red and green like stop and go
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Lenny Kravitz in my trunk
like rock and roll
Take flights in the air from the tropical
Take flights in the first class, stop and go
Yeah, stop and go, the word of the day, man
I don't care what they say, man,
the boy don't play, man
Get it right, dawg, figure rally killer
Cali on site, y 'all
On site with tactics, maneuvers
Break down them boys,
they squat like cougars
Then I close deals at bars like
Hooters Hooters mane,
I come through with looters mane
Big Benjis, big face, yeah
Big briefcase under a shoe lace
Then I stayed up for two days
Tryin' to figure out how to close
deal from two ways
Sittin' low with my six -four Chevy
Sittin' low, sittin' low with
my six -four Chevy
Yeah, I'm so good with it
I'm so hood with it
A hundred mil in a year, like Shug did it
Sittin' low with my six -four Chevy
Sittin' low,
sittin' low with my 6 -4 Chevy
You know I'm OG, boy,
stay low -key, boy
Come through the city,
but you gotta see me, boy
I'm in the money bags, money bags,
full of money bags
Yeah, I'm talkin' to you
with the money bag
We in the back of the projects, the politic
The project politics is the object
The object to get it straight,
paper chase, get it weight
Get it weight, nah,
I never that player, hey
Investigate, demonstrate,
how they compensate
To wear wires, their desire,
they're a block away
3 for 5, he can hide, but he got to pay
So like the song go, yeah,
Donny Hathaway
I'm by the docking bay,
yeah boy, they park and pay
Take flight, shoot dice,
so the cops will say
Picking shoes on the block,
boy, they pop the K
Hunting round drum now,
what they got to say?
Local news take statement
from the turf jooker
Man, I ain't seen shit, man,
I wasn't lookin'
Sittin' low in my six -fo' Chevy,
sittin' low, sittin' low in
my six -fo' Chevy
Yeah, I'm so good with it,
I'm so hood with it
A hundred mil in a year, like,
she'll get it
Sittin' low in my six -fo' Chevy,
sittin' low, sittin' low in
my six -fo' Chevy
You know I'm OG, boy,
stay low -key, boy
Come through the city,
but you gotta see me, boy
Copycat killer on the loose again
So the ballers on the turfs
got that lute to spin
Say they looking for the boy
with that two for ten
Two heads on the table,
what a ruthless friend
What a friend, oh what a friend it is
And I understand the boy, he loved his kids
But I don't understand how
he hung with them
That didn't have the stripes
that could vouch for them
The stripes that they had,
man, they dirty as fuck
And that's the same reason
why they in the back of the truck
And that's the same reason
why they back with the duck
Tape on they face wrapped
up with pillowcase
That place where they post at
The boy tried to host at,
them boys was killers, man
You fuck with them dealers, man
It's getting cold out here
It's a blizzard in the game,
dumping snow out here
Sitting low with my 6 -4 Chevy
Sitting low, sitting low
with my 6 -4 Chevy
Yeah, I'm so good with it
I'm so hood with it,
a hundred mil in a year like Shibbitty
Sittin' low with my six four Chevy,
sittin' low,
sittin' low with my six four Chevy
You know I'm OG boy,
stay low key boy,
come through the city
but you gotta see me boy
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Sittin Low
JT the Bigga Figga, Messy Marv
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