Lowkey – Rak-Su

Shorty, she don’t want a Birkin bag
She don’t live for the tags, yeah
Nah, nah, she’s lowkey
Yeah, she’s lowkey

You been on the grind every day
Tryna build a life to retire
Anything you want, I can pay
But money never spark your desire
They could never buy your love
Nobody’s got enough
Killing ’em with beauty and grace
Baby, that’s a thing I admire

You ain’t like those other girls
You keep it on the low
We could fly around the world
And no one has to know, yeah

Shorty, she don’t want a Birkin bag
She don’t live for the tags, yeah
Nah, nah, she’s lowkey
Yeah, she’s lowkey
Shorty, she ain’t tryna twerk for the ‘Gram
Just to get attention, yeah
Nah, nah, she’s lowkey
Yeah, she’s lowkey

I found me a sweet little sugar dumpling with a vibe
When the lights go off, yeah, she really come alive
Peek one, I ain’t tryna stunt for the ‘Gram
Gets money offline, I’m her only real fan
She ain’t got a million followers
Still, I see the gossipers, they wanna follow us
But counting profit, invoices, and checks
Is the only time that I like, talk on the net, yeah

Shorty, she don’t want a Birkin bag
She don’t live for the tags, yeah
Nah, nah, she’s lowkey
Yeah, she’s lowkey
Shorty, she ain’t tryna twerk for the ‘Gram
Just to get attention, yeah
Nah, nah, she’s lowkey
Yeah, she’s lowkey
She don’t care for no drama
No stress, no, nah nah
She don’t beg, she’s no liar
She rare, fine china
Shorty, she don’t want a Birkin bag
She don’t live for the tags, yeah
Nah, nah, she’s lowkey
Yeah, she’s lowkey

You ain’t like those other girls
You keep it on the low
We could fly around the world
And no one has to know, girl
Shorty, she don’t want a Birkin bag
She don’t live for the tags, yeah
Nah, nah, she’s lowkey
Yeah, she’s lowkey

Shorty, she don’t want a Birkin bag
She don’t live for the tags, yeah
Nah, nah, she’s lowkey
Yeah, she’s lowkey
Shorty, she ain’t tryna twerk for the ‘Gram
Just to get attention, yeah
Nah, nah, she’s lowkey
Yeah, she’s lowkey
She don’t care for no drama
No stress, no, nah, nah
She don’t beg, she’s no liar
She rare, fine china
Shorty, she don’t want a Birkin bag
She don’t live for the tags, yeah
Nah, nah, she’s lowkey
Yeah, she’s lowkey