THE NEW UNDERGROUND INDUSTRY lyrics

[Intro: Majinblxxdy & DIRTYBUTT]
n*ggas didn't laugh, so I know that they mad
We makin' moves 'cause we're in—
n*ggas didn't laugh, so I know that they mad
We makin' moves 'cause we're in—
n*ggas didn't laugh, so I know that they mad
We makin' moves 'cause we're in our bag
These n*ggas broke, can't going out sad
I'm eating their face so I'm calling them flat
You're now listening 66.6 DEATHPROOF radio b*tch, real blood sh*t (Ooh) (What did you say, n*gga?)

[Chorus: DIRTYBUTT]
Bow down, bow down (f*ck you talkin' 'bout? b*tch)
Bow down, all these n*ggas my sons (DJ YTRID, I don't give a f*ck)

[Verse 1: Jasiah & DIRTYBUTT]
You wasn't with me, I know they ain't kizzy
Runnin' my city, these n*ggas like kiddies
Ridin' the train but it's made out of [?]
I'm getting this money, like losing no changе
She suck and lick on the di*k, once shе see me, I'm married (Oh, yeah)
I stroll with your b*tch 'cause she went to Sidari (Oh, yeah)
I'm with all the f*ck sh*t when I'm in the function
Run out, no stoppin', you n*ggas can't get me
I wore no pants, I look like a horse (Horse)
I'm working on some sh*t that isn't all fire (Yo', yeah)
I'm like a God, you n*ggas look horrible
I'm f*ckin' and once I'm in, they're like, "Who are you?"
These my sons, I ain't payin' for sh*t
I got a auto, ride out with my team
Gettin' this money, my fingers ain't itch (Woah)
You n*ggas my sons, just being a b*tch (Yeah, DEATHRPOOF gangsters)
[Chorus: DIRTYBUTT]
Bow down, yeah, bow down, yeah
Bow down, yeah, all you n*ggas my sons
Yeah-yeah, bow down, yeah-yeah, bow down
Yeah, bow down, yeah, all you n*ggas my sons

[Verse 2: MajinBlxxdy]
We in this b*tch, lit up rocks
Fought too hard and n*ggas can't stop me
This not Fortnite n*gga, you can't knock me
Killing these n*ggas that need how to talk
I am the one, so don't even stop me (Yeah)
One episode when we bring up Broly (Yeah, yeah)
If I'm horny, then pus*y, don't call me
R.I.P Kobe, f*ck n*gga, we ballin'
n*ggas didn't laugh, so I know that they mad
We makin' moves 'cause we're in our bag
These n*ggas broke, can't going out sad
Eating their face so I'm calling them flat
We got the safe, so let's shoot out the room
You're such a b*tch, I got the truce
No new friends, b*tch, we don't recruit
If you want some more, we're gonna call in the troops

[Outro: DIRTYBUTT]
If you don't f*ck with DEATHPROOF, well then, you're a b*tch-ass man then