Undercover

Heard he work with the opps he a undercover Yeah I'm riding round town counting Benihana I'm just mixing the lean with with marijuana Got designer my belt yeah that Ferragamo I can't switch I won't fold man I feel like Ralo Keep these sticks in the back yeah you know the hollow If twelve asking me question you know I don't know I just f*ck the bitch once then you know I gotta go Keep a couple of grams when I walk in the trap He a pussy lil nigga tryna shoot from the back Yeah these niggas ain't writing they raps yeah that's cap I be mixing the Percocet pills with the AK Now I hop out the box man I feel like I'm jack That my twin yeah you know we like Cody and Zack Got a hunnid round drum with a stick and a Mack On the highway I'm gone out my foot on the dash Yeah you know I pull up in the end zone I can't f*ck with her put her on friendzone Got blue hunnids I ain't counting no tens though She my lil baby I told her to let go Put him in the ground Snipe from the top yeah it won't make a sound I'm outta town with a bad ass lil bitch yeah she holding me down Bit90 my gang gang yeah you know that we smoke out the pound I drip like a lake I got flow like a fountain Where the money machine yeah you know I ain't counting Yeah they loving me now but at first they were doubting I just walk in the mall spend a couple of thousands Purple my cup yea I'm sippin syzurp I'm outta town I might f*ck on a Turk If she the one I might get her a burk Yeah I'm outside drop top Lamborghini vert Yeah that boy want no smoke I put him in the dirt Got a lock on these niggas I'm feeling Kurt That's your bitch yeah she leaving with me yessir Yeah that's vvs diamonds on me for sure Yeah I don't f*ck with that bitch she a know it all I might walk in the store and I blow it all She got ass yeah that bitch she gon' show it all I just answer my phone when the money call Why that boy got his drip from the China mall Like I'm AD a young nigga gotta ball Sippin codeine he sipping on Tylenol She know I got the heat like a fireball I just f*ck on that bitch now he losing it Yeah he say he got racks he ain't proving it She know I got the sauce I ain't losing it All this drip I don't know what to do with it I ain't catching no feelings like Dorminy When I wake up I gotta get new money I can't trip on no bitch I got too many I might shoot a nigga like a movie I got the drink in my double cup Tunechi I'm a young fly nigga I feel like Lucci 1017 in the trap like I'm Gucci I might just set that bitch off like I'm Bossy I'm in the trap and I kick it like Bruce Lee Gotta get to the money but no I can't change Sippin' on dirty I feel like I'm Swayze Yeah I serve in the trap yeah it feel like the 80's Illrose and Bit90 gang we so wavy Yeah