Finna ride on this bitch
Finna ride on this bitch, ayy, ayy
Finna slide on this bitch
Finna glide on this bitch, ayy
I'm a real geeker
She a bad bitch, so I mistreat her
We could roll a wood or a Swisher leaf up
Nigga, you a bitch, you remind me of Madea
Hit me on my DM if you tryna buy a feature
Ain't nothin' free
Good gas, but I get it for the f*ckin' cheap
If you around but ain't grindin', you a f*ckin' leech
If we ever link, don't bring sand to the f*ckin' beach
I got the dope already
I be tryna tell these niggas, but they know already
I could really start a war, but I know y'all scary
Throwin' ones at a stripper, that's that snowball fetti
Like flexin' on these niggas, cause it make em mad
Homie grippin' on that Kodak and he bout to flash
Before you try to get some pussy, go and get some cash
Boy, you shoulda learned that shit from your f*ckin' dad
Or your uncle or your brother
If you got it from your mama, then she probably was a hustler
Brought shorty to the crib, she confessin' like I'm Usher
I had to put my meat into her pot and let it smother
While you niggas out here movin' undercover
Baby, you ain't tryna f*ck with it, nevermind
Gotta keep a silver dollar, I don't need a dime
You can tell a nigga bumpin', how a nigga grind
You can tell by my design and "okay that lil' nigga shine"
Used to always talk to God, tell him throw a sign
They can't look me in my eyes, I know niggas lyin'
Shit, I would front you, but you always fall behind
Shit, I'm in a front, you niggas far behind
I make that shit anyway, I get that shit any day
I be up in any state, livin' like this an anime
Yeah, I'm kinda skinny, but you know I'm heavyweight
I can't be around no niggas, cause I know them niggas fake
I be tryna give the love, cause a lot of people hate
See, where I'm from, you either thug or you runnin' with them Jakes
Since I was a jit, I was a bad motherf*cker
I was tryna get that cash, need it bad, motherf*cker
She ain't even got a ass, but she bad, motherf*cker
She ain't wanna f*ck me back then, but now she under-covers
And that's for real, nigga
Mordeci - UNDERCOVER (feat. La Tsubi) Lyrics
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Finna ride on this bitch
Finna ride on this bitch, ayy, ayy
Finna slide on this bitch
Finna glide on this bitch, ayy
I'm a real geeker
She a bad bitch, so I mistreat her
We could roll a wood or a Swisher leaf up
Nigga, you a bitch, you remind me of Madea
Hit me on my DM if you tryna buy a feature
Ain't nothin' free
Good gas, but I get it for the f*ckin' cheap
If you around but ain't grindin', you a f*ckin' leech
If we ever link, don't bring sand to the f*ckin' beach
I got the dope already
I be tryna tell these niggas, but they know already
I could really start a war, but I know y'all scary
Throwin' ones at a stripper, that's that snowball fetti
Like flexin' on these niggas, cause it make em mad
Homie grippin' on that Kodak and he bout to flash
Before you try to get some pussy, go and get some cash
Boy, you shoulda learned that shit from your f*ckin' dad
Or your uncle or your brother
If you got it from your mama, then she probably was a hustler
Brought shorty to the crib, she confessin' like I'm Usher
I had to put my meat into her pot and let it smother
While you niggas out here movin' undercover
Baby, you ain't tryna f*ck with it, nevermind
Gotta keep a silver dollar, I don't need a dime
You can tell a nigga bumpin', how a nigga grind
You can tell by my design and "okay that lil' nigga shine"
Used to always talk to God, tell him throw a sign
They can't look me in my eyes, I know niggas lyin'
Shit, I would front you, but you always fall behind
Shit, I'm in a front, you niggas far behind
I make that shit anyway, I get that shit any day
I be up in any state, livin' like this an anime
Yeah, I'm kinda skinny, but you know I'm heavyweight
I can't be around no niggas, cause I know them niggas fake
I be tryna give the love, cause a lot of people hate
See, where I'm from, you either thug or you runnin' with them Jakes
Since I was a jit, I was a bad motherf*cker
I was tryna get that cash, need it bad, motherf*cker
She ain't even got a ass, but she bad, motherf*cker
She ain't wanna f*ck me back then, but now she under-covers
And that's for real, nigga
Finna ride on this bitch, ayy, ayy
Finna slide on this bitch
Finna glide on this bitch, ayy
I'm a real geeker
She a bad bitch, so I mistreat her
We could roll a wood or a Swisher leaf up
Nigga, you a bitch, you remind me of Madea
Hit me on my DM if you tryna buy a feature
Ain't nothin' free
Good gas, but I get it for the f*ckin' cheap
If you around but ain't grindin', you a f*ckin' leech
If we ever link, don't bring sand to the f*ckin' beach
I got the dope already
I be tryna tell these niggas, but they know already
I could really start a war, but I know y'all scary
Throwin' ones at a stripper, that's that snowball fetti
Like flexin' on these niggas, cause it make em mad
Homie grippin' on that Kodak and he bout to flash
Before you try to get some pussy, go and get some cash
Boy, you shoulda learned that shit from your f*ckin' dad
Or your uncle or your brother
If you got it from your mama, then she probably was a hustler
Brought shorty to the crib, she confessin' like I'm Usher
I had to put my meat into her pot and let it smother
While you niggas out here movin' undercover
Baby, you ain't tryna f*ck with it, nevermind
Gotta keep a silver dollar, I don't need a dime
You can tell a nigga bumpin', how a nigga grind
You can tell by my design and "okay that lil' nigga shine"
Used to always talk to God, tell him throw a sign
They can't look me in my eyes, I know niggas lyin'
Shit, I would front you, but you always fall behind
Shit, I'm in a front, you niggas far behind
I make that shit anyway, I get that shit any day
I be up in any state, livin' like this an anime
Yeah, I'm kinda skinny, but you know I'm heavyweight
I can't be around no niggas, cause I know them niggas fake
I be tryna give the love, cause a lot of people hate
See, where I'm from, you either thug or you runnin' with them Jakes
Since I was a jit, I was a bad motherf*cker
I was tryna get that cash, need it bad, motherf*cker
She ain't even got a ass, but she bad, motherf*cker
She ain't wanna f*ck me back then, but now she under-covers
And that's for real, nigga
Writer: Master High, Tyghe Vanderbilt, Mikel Livingston
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Mordeci
Language: English
Length: 2:16
Written by: Master High, Tyghe Vanderbilt, Mikel Livingston