Bitch, I'm in the underground, nigga
I done took your bitch outta town, huh
You be trap rappin', but you never sold shit
I got halo tips, claim you on the block, you
Never stole shit
Bitch, I'm in the underground
I'm snappin on these tracks gon' make it out
And I got my YouTube poppin they gon' say
I'm fakin' now
Every milestone I hit, niggas get to hatin now
Let me guess, you broke, and you still mad
You ain't got paper now
Get your racks up
Hunnid for hunnid, on live, you got me gassed up
Hunnid for hunnid, that's my fit, you add it up, it's racks a bunch
Money for money, know that I got that, you ain't
Got shit, you broke as f*ck
At the casino, you goin' out sad, you missin
Out bad, aye
Hop in the limo, he poppin' the tags
Thrift shop that boy is a man
I stay on the grind, on a day-to-day basis
My wallet seen all colors of the bills, they done called me racist
I'm like how, I just copped the white and black Air Forces
They're like, why you tryna fit in
Man, they act like I be jumpin', fazes
Like Kai said, can't f*ck with you if you basic
Already in a race to the cash, ain't bout to do no chasin
ScOpia Demon - WE STAYING UNDERGROUND WIT THIS ONE!? Lyrics
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Bitch, I'm in the underground, nigga
I done took your bitch outta town, huh
You be trap rappin', but you never sold shit
I got halo tips, claim you on the block, you
Never stole shit
Bitch, I'm in the underground
I'm snappin on these tracks gon' make it out
And I got my YouTube poppin they gon' say
I'm fakin' now
Every milestone I hit, niggas get to hatin now
Let me guess, you broke, and you still mad
You ain't got paper now
Get your racks up
Hunnid for hunnid, on live, you got me gassed up
Hunnid for hunnid, that's my fit, you add it up, it's racks a bunch
Money for money, know that I got that, you ain't
Got shit, you broke as f*ck
At the casino, you goin' out sad, you missin
Out bad, aye
Hop in the limo, he poppin' the tags
Thrift shop that boy is a man
I stay on the grind, on a day-to-day basis
My wallet seen all colors of the bills, they done called me racist
I'm like how, I just copped the white and black Air Forces
They're like, why you tryna fit in
Man, they act like I be jumpin', fazes
Like Kai said, can't f*ck with you if you basic
Already in a race to the cash, ain't bout to do no chasin
I done took your bitch outta town, huh
You be trap rappin', but you never sold shit
I got halo tips, claim you on the block, you
Never stole shit
Bitch, I'm in the underground
I'm snappin on these tracks gon' make it out
And I got my YouTube poppin they gon' say
I'm fakin' now
Every milestone I hit, niggas get to hatin now
Let me guess, you broke, and you still mad
You ain't got paper now
Get your racks up
Hunnid for hunnid, on live, you got me gassed up
Hunnid for hunnid, that's my fit, you add it up, it's racks a bunch
Money for money, know that I got that, you ain't
Got shit, you broke as f*ck
At the casino, you goin' out sad, you missin
Out bad, aye
Hop in the limo, he poppin' the tags
Thrift shop that boy is a man
I stay on the grind, on a day-to-day basis
My wallet seen all colors of the bills, they done called me racist
I'm like how, I just copped the white and black Air Forces
They're like, why you tryna fit in
Man, they act like I be jumpin', fazes
Like Kai said, can't f*ck with you if you basic
Already in a race to the cash, ain't bout to do no chasin
Writer: ScOpia Demon
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