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UnderKovers

Jhixo
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I fuck on top of the sheets, cause I don't fuck with underkovers Just keep two cars back, can't let them know we on this bumper I blick first, he blick back, only bang outs make it funner I hit the county, told em to pop my pockets and I gave em thunder Fresh 18, like what you mean I got a case Ain't thinkin' it was gon' catch up to me Bouncin all them gates Real life GTA, made the news but not my face Nigga the moral of the story, is to always change them plates And I'm rank, so I can tell you the niggas who is and ain't I'm ridin' with all felons, give a fuck about dirty snakes Mama tellin' me stay safe, while I'm out lookin' for a safe Crack stoves and uppin rollies, it's free to homies to this day I just threw back the yerk, it's time to go to work, I'm blitzed Been lost in butterflies, when I had my first skit You ever seen a nigga strip, with his gun and his kit They put off, okay we lit, fall in and now we rich Nigga the courthouse closed, I'm still gon' get some shots up Ask him what he down for, he told me a hot one Nigga murders and burglars, how I keep my crowd dubbed The opps never gon' hear me, until they hear this loud gun Bitch, ballers or bums, don't be a chump How she respond to ballers, but her nigga not one I was troopin' through the rain, with a strap for some nugs Now all I do is hold my wrist up, and cause floods All that blend, while your head fucked up, you smokin' cigs They tryna to lock me, till this day, I still don't know what I done did He just said my name, in the joint, he's a pig Man, this jam so strong, I'm at the White House with it I just bust for 50, I'm like Santa with a chimney You better keep a P, and never say you fuckin' with me I could never get my billy, took you silly with the blicky I just hit for plenty, but my flight, I'm out the city I got rank, I'm on the trial, so I can tell you that you ain't stamped Million dollar bond, risk takers in this camp Even though I'm sentenced, bae I'm still gon' leave a house damp Turned off flockin, dumb nigga, I'm my own man The stove might be hot, but the cook a cold nigga All these bustas still around, and the snitches still snitchin Off the hip, I was trippin, goin' to sleep with no witness Knowin' damn well, if they catch me, then I'm sentenced, that will get me See me squabbling a bear, then help the bed I make a rock bleedin, so I triple dog dare I tell them, keep that mean mug You gon' die with all that starin, that's a bad bitch Pass it to homie, and now we sharin We sharin' the bitch, c'mon nigga Get it homie, nigga Free all that, free all that homie, nigga Yeah