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Underground Video (MV)




Performed By: Clout Control
Length: 2:18
Written by: Steve Rizzo Jr., Trevor Budd




Clout Control - Underground Lyrics




Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
S.R. that spell "Essare"
You know it

Underground
I keep it on the ground, ground, ground
I keep it underground, ground, ground, ground
Without a motherf***ing sound, sound
(That s**t is buried deep)

I got drugs on every block
Shut the f**k up, you get my Glock
Coming through your door without a knock
(That s**t is buried deep)

Every city got my squads
Selling that dope like they JUUL Pods
Rapping on this track like I'm a god
(That s**t is buried deep)

Smoking that dope, dope, dope, dope
Snorting that crack, off her a**
Sipping that lean, on the scene
(That s**t is buried deep)

Underground
I keep it on the ground, ground, ground
I keep it underground, ground, ground, ground
Without a motherf***ing sound, sound
(That s**t is buried deep)

You act all hard but you buy a gram
Shoot your a**, I don't give a damn
Cops can't catch me, I drive a Lamb
(That s**t is buried deep)

Smuggling s**t across the border
So much dope they calling me a hoarder
Popping them Xans, got a mental disorder
(That s**t is buried deep)

Smoking that dope, dope, dope, dope
Snorting that crack, off her a**
Sipping that lean, on the scene
(That s**t is buried deep)

Underground
I keep it on the ground, ground, ground
I keep it underground, ground, ground, ground
Without a motherf***ing sound, sound
(That s**t is buried deep)

(Yeah!)
Criminal Syndicate
(Criminal Syndicate)
Cops are full of s**t
(Cops are full of s**t)
Pay their a** fifty racks
(Pay their a** fifty racks)
Then I get away with it

Underground
I keep it on the ground, ground, ground
I keep it underground, ground, ground, ground
Without a motherf***ing sound, sound
(That s**t is buried deep)
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Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
S.R. that spell "Essare"
You know it

Underground
I keep it on the ground, ground, ground
I keep it underground, ground, ground, ground
Without a motherf***ing sound, sound
(That s**t is buried deep)

I got drugs on every block
Shut the f**k up, you get my Glock
Coming through your door without a knock
(That s**t is buried deep)

Every city got my squads
Selling that dope like they JUUL Pods
Rapping on this track like I'm a god
(That s**t is buried deep)

Smoking that dope, dope, dope, dope
Snorting that crack, off her a**
Sipping that lean, on the scene
(That s**t is buried deep)

Underground
I keep it on the ground, ground, ground
I keep it underground, ground, ground, ground
Without a motherf***ing sound, sound
(That s**t is buried deep)

You act all hard but you buy a gram
Shoot your a**, I don't give a damn
Cops can't catch me, I drive a Lamb
(That s**t is buried deep)

Smuggling s**t across the border
So much dope they calling me a hoarder
Popping them Xans, got a mental disorder
(That s**t is buried deep)

Smoking that dope, dope, dope, dope
Snorting that crack, off her a**
Sipping that lean, on the scene
(That s**t is buried deep)

Underground
I keep it on the ground, ground, ground
I keep it underground, ground, ground, ground
Without a motherf***ing sound, sound
(That s**t is buried deep)

(Yeah!)
Criminal Syndicate
(Criminal Syndicate)
Cops are full of s**t
(Cops are full of s**t)
Pay their a** fifty racks
(Pay their a** fifty racks)
Then I get away with it

Underground
I keep it on the ground, ground, ground
I keep it underground, ground, ground, ground
Without a motherf***ing sound, sound
(That s**t is buried deep)
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Writer: Steve Rizzo Jr., Trevor Budd
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