Yoooo KLow! What’s good brotha?! I just pulled up to Yuxi’s crib straight from Montana... Me llaman el desaparecido!! But you know it’s studio day!! Idk if I should be worried about you or not... you hmu saying you’ll be here in 20 minutes!.... That was an hour ago bro... forgive me for my impatience man I’m just ready for this FACES (Deluxe) to drop. Alright peace out

Klow the greatest The Nigga just know that I gotta just pop in the stu I’m workin for hours I’m gettin this cash I’m tryna just bless up the crew She grabbin her ankles She love when she shakin it She know that I’m lovin it too No more EBT When I’m just over I just cash app the food Go and make it clap See baby throw that ass for stacks She comin home She gettin naked Then we run it back Had two bricks in Honda Now the bitch is in a jag You want that money baby girl Then gon n show yo ass Pop it, bounce it Niggas here smokin on ounces Pretty chick all in the lounges Niggas talk shit then we run in in houses Take your allowance, jumpin on couches Sniffin out all of the cheese cause you mouses Pumpin n talkin Movin n Walkin Batman returns like it’s Christopher Walken Niggas turn face when they see that I walk in Pussy so got me instagram stalkin Huummna huummna Not even talkin You call him yuxi I’m callin him Austin Rattlesnake nigga I move like Steve Austin Chillin wit wooday you know that we poppin Glock n Barretta we runnin wit options Police they stoppin 12 always watchin, drown i Klow the greatest The Nigga just know that I gotta just pop in the stu I’m workin for hours I’m gettin this cash I’m tryna just bless up the crew She grabbin her ankles She love when she shakin it She know that I’m lovin it too No more EBT When I’m just over I just cash app the food Go and make it clap See baby throw that ass for stacks She comin home She gettin naked Then we run it back Had two bricks in Honda Now the bitch is in a jag You want that money baby girl Then gon n show yo ass Pop the tag Gon chase the bag Want a hundred racks In louis bag I love Countin stacks While I smoke a pack And off glade road yeah they doin crack Gotta keep stash And I don’t ever pass Since the age of 3 Nigga wanna rap I’m writin everyday a nigga never cap You school nigga Why touch the trap You was on some dumb shit Tryna run shit Hide the drugs when the police come shit See the work But I don’t ever touch shit Fuckin sluts till I kick the bucket Down to truck shit, no assumptions Hoes happy when they see us coming Slam em, dunk em Like I’m Andre Drummond At the function Always jumpin

In a Cadillac Ridin round the back Track wit four sacks Bitch you in a rush We got some weed up in the truck It’s on the hush, if we open up The feds will know what’s up It’s time to run Keep on joggin Till a nigga Hope to see the sun It’s on the hush They as dope as us In love wit Kendra lust I make her blush Daddy’s almost home Her legs they open up I give a fuck What Nigga got to say about a nigga Cause when niggas get to talkin They pull Ks out on a Nigga Not me, I just chill out wit my gang And watch the beef Cold feet Is what these Nigga get When they approaching me I’m a disease Like Coronavirus Straight up through ya iris Or sinus, ate the pussy for hours I caught the itus Imma light it Imma cite it I promise I’ll never bite it She eating meat up all day She on a carnivorous diet Break the scene I start violence Hoping all my Nigga riots We takin off like a pilot The flyest we land on islands The police they flash their sirens The weed is loud there’s no silence The racists here they can’t hide I promise you they won’t try it I beat em wit tire irons Then have my dinner in diner You clean my shoes you shiner She work for gold she a miner In a Cadillac Ridin round the back Track wit four sacks Bitch you in a rush We got some weed up in the truck It’s on the hush, if we open up The feds will know what’s up It’s time to run Keep on joggin Till a nigga Hope to see the sun It’s on the hush Niggas know that I’m a diamond in the rough I’m fighting tough Wit nigga Irvin Down to beat you up I check my cup Wit a little liquor always fillin up I need the rush Of the instrumentals Fillin in my blood Boi what’s up Never gon be stuck Play in Georgia mud Use the suds Just a little better clean it in the tub I’m a bear Chicago bitches always wanna have my cubs This is love Wash my ass up in the shower Wit some dove, from above Check the payment stubs Psychoactive buzz Is what I love Take the fumes up to the brain I love the drugs Man I’m down to up Yeah we fuckin in the truck In the bed just makin love, In the Ford We fuckin tough Klow always dope Thinkin you snortin white That shit is cut with soap The rope a dope Mr miyagi I punch you in the throat Really broke Never have the money out Just to really to smoke, really toke Up in the lab and I got the antidote In a Cadillac Ridin round the back Track wit four sacks Bitch you in a rush We got some weed up in the truck It’s on the hush, if we open up The feds will know what’s up It’s time to run Keep on joggin Till a nigga Hope to see the sun It’s on the hush

Psychedelics I’m about my relish She been cheatin on her boyfriend But I’m not tellin I’m just tryna plant a seed Baby grow my tree All I care about is ass in them little jeans Ooh wee Possibly I’ve been stacking racks up like I’m gravy vee Pop a E Then I let the acid take control of me I can’t see Baby hold up Close your hands and count to three Literally I see demons when a nigga try to sleep In the heep Every night a nigga pray for gold teeth Feelin deep Lost up in my mind I’m losing energy Mentality I can’t keep the pace up like amphetamines Promethazine Floating like a river down to ecstasy But not the pill, I need the thrill Chicago Niggas bring the drill At the function tryna kill My nigga I’m just tryna chill But for real I’ve been felling down No one come around No ones here to hear the sound But for help I’m crying loud Psychedelics I’m about my relish She been cheatin on her boyfriend But I’m not tellin I’m just tryna plant a seed Baby grow my tree All I care about is ass in them little jeans Ooh wee