Low Life
Intro
High, high, get, get, gettin' high, everybody gettin' highGet, get, get, gettin' high, you're unbelievably highRefrain: Future
I just took some molly, what else? (Hey)Got some bitch from Follies with us ('Scuse me, 'scuse me)She gon' fuck the squad, what else? (I swear)I'ma fuck her broads, what else? (Yeah, yeah!)Bitch from Pakistan, what up? ('Rari!)Ferraris and them Lambs, what else? (Skrrt, skrrt!)'Bout to fuck this club up, what else? (Yeah, yeah!)Interlude: Future & Young Thug
(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga!) (Turn up)Verse 1: The Weeknd & Future
I turn the Ritz into a poor house (Turn up)It's like eviction number four now (Woo)Go 'head and ash it on the floor now (Swear)Girl, go 'head and show me how you go downAnd I feel my whole body peakin' (Yeah)And I'm fuckin' anybody with they legs wide (Racks)Gettin' faded with some bitches from the West Side (Woo)East coast nigga reppin' North Side, never waste a ho's time (Freebandz)Bitch, I'm on my own time, fuck a nigga co-sign (Woo)Always change my number and my phone line (And my, and my)Baby girl, I don't lie, used to have no money for a crib (Turn up)Now my room service bill cost your whole life (Ayy)If they try to stunt me, I go all out military (Turn up)I'm camo'd all out, like I'm in the military (Turn up)And free up all my niggas locked up in the penitenti' (Swear)'Cause I'm always reppin' for that low lifeChorus: The Weeknd & Future
Reppin' for that low life (Turn up), low life, low lifeLow life, know I'm reppin' for that lowLow life (Representin'), yeah (I'm representin')Said I'm reppin' for that low life (Representin')Low life, low life, low life, low life (I'm representin' for that low life)Said I'm repping for that low life (I'm reppin', that's reppin', I'm reppin')Low life, low life, low life (Rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, woo, woo)Yeah (Woo, woo)Verse 2: Future
Wake up, take a sip of Ace of Spade like it's waterI been on the molly and them Xans with your daughterIf she catch me cheating, I won't ever tell her, "sorry"If she catch me cheating, I will never tell her, "sorry"Porsches in the valet, I got Bentleys, I got 'RarisTaking pain pills on the plane, gettin' charteredPoppin' tags on tags, I was starvin'Bitch, I got the juice and the carbineTurn a five star hotel to a traphouseRoaches everywhere, like we forgot to take the trash outFlood my cross with ice, gettin' money my religionGot my baby momma and my side bitch kissin'I turn the Ritz into a lean houseThis the sixth time gettin' kicked outI can't feel my face, I'm on Adderall, nauseousNiggas tryna ride my fuckin' wave, now they saltyRunnin' with the wave, get you killed quickShoot you in your back like you RickyLi'l Mexico, with no life to afterlifeMy whole life, my whole lifeChorus: The Weeknd, Future & Both
'Cause I'm always reppin' for that low life (Wait), low life, low lifeLow life, know I'm reppin' for that lowLow life (Representin'), yeah (I'm representin')Said I'm reppin' for that low life (Representin', wait)Low life, low life, low life, low life (I'm representin' for that low life, for the low life)Said I'm repping for that low life (For the low life, I'm reppin' for the low life)Low life, low life, low life (Wait, wait, low life)YeahBridge: Future
Yeah, they stereotypin''Cause they know a nigga keep ten rifles (Ten rifles)And they know a nigga keep ten snipers (Ten snipers)Keepin' baby bottles like we wearin' diapersYeah, they stereotypin''Cause they know a nigga keep twenty riflesAnd they know a nigga keep twenty snipersAnd they know a nigga keep ten wifeys (Ha-ha-ha!)Interlude: Future
Sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper, sniperWifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifeyThat's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?I think I like her, like her, like her, like herThat's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?I think I like her, like her, like her, like herOh, that's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey?I think I like her, like her, like her, like her, haGetting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting highGetting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting highGetting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting highGetting high, getting high, getting high, and I'm the reason whyRefrain: Future
I just took some molly, what else? (Getting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting high)Got some bitch from Follies with us (Getting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting high)She gon' fuck the squad, what else? (Getting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting high)I'ma fuck her broads, what else? (Getting high, getting high, getting high, and I'm the reason why)Bitch from Pakistan, what up?Ferraris and them Lambs, what else?'Bout to fuck this club up, what else?Outro: Future
We 'bout to fuck this club up, what else?What the song means
"Low Life" is a boastful party anthem about excess: drugs, luxury cars, expensive drinks, many women, and constant spending. Its central idea is that the rappers proudly "represent" their rough, low-class roots while living a lavish, reckless lifestyle. The song does not really try to hide the mess. It celebrates it, and the mood is manic and loud.
The song moves from a chaotic opening chant about getting high, through verses that pile up extravagant details, to a bridge that jokes about how people stereotype them. They are said to keep rifles, snipers, and "wifeys," and the artists answer with dark humor. The interlude repeats the same words over and over until the hook feels hypnotic and almost out of control. The song ends where it began, back at the party, with no real resolution. That lack of resolution is part of its effect.
The key images show the contrast between rich and poor. Turning a five-star hotel into a "poor house" or "traphouse" suggests luxury being destroyed by careless behavior, and the repeated "low life" hook turns that poverty into a badge of pride. Lines about "afterlife" and "no life" hint at an emptiness beneath the partying. The song is ambiguous: it sounds like a celebration, but it also feels like a confession of a life lived at a dangerous, self-destructive pace.
Key phrases explained
- reppin' for that low life
- representing that gritty, low-class background with pride — The hook's central claim: the rappers wear their rough origins as an identity badge.
- Ace of Spade
- a luxury champagne brand, the bottle everyone sees as a status symbol — Used casually, as if it were water, to show how little they care about cost.
- poppin' tags on tags
- buying luxury items again and again without limits — "Tags" are price tags, so the line stresses nonstop spending.
- turn up
- get wild, hype up, party harder — A repeated ad-lib that works as a call to party in the background.
- wifey
- a girlfriend or wife, used affectionately — The interlude repeats it until it sounds playful and slightly ridiculous.
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