Unda Dat lyrics

[TrellGotWings b*tch]

[Hook]
Aye I just put my b*tch up on fleek
Told her shut up whatever she b*tchin at
n*ggas hate so they block gettin bent
We can light up wherever you kick it at
Where I made it just so far up unda that
f*cked up but I came up from unda that
I might skrt off the lot in a Masi
Tell the police 'the f*ck is y'all lookin at?'

f*cked up but I came up from unda dat
f*cked up but I came up from unda dat
f*cked up but I came up from unda dat
Where I made it just so far up unda dat (2x)

(Hocho Gang sh*t b*tch)

[Verse: 1]
Your b*tch top me off in a Masi
Then I make that b*tch bounce like hydraulics bro this not a regular vehicle, hit the gas twice and that b*tch pop a Ollie
With a 30 I swear I ain't missing you one of these b*tch's go into your body
Heatseekers no problem they seeking you then I go smoke & f*ck me on a b*tch or 2
b*tch I feel like I'm Melo at Syracuse but I'm so high so I feel like a parachute
Too much dope got me looking like Lucy Liu
One in your eye have you lookin like Fetty do
& it's gang in this b*tch much move the f*ck over
Smelling like zips I could walk in this b*tch sober
My wrist start to look like a crayola
If you want war at your door like the Jehovah's
My plug on the line tryin to ship over, over like that in 2 days it will be flipped over
Your b*tch on my line tryin to sleep over
b*tch I don't sleep, chase that money til I'm over
At the top you just so far up unda dat
Marko retarted he blow til its none in that
If I f*ck on your b*tch she be runnin back
She know I'm holding but really get none of that
[Hook]

(Honcho, Honcho, Honcho)

[Verse: 2]
Off a 4 b*tch I'm so far under
Fonem leave em 6 feet under
Four freaks just me & rubbers
4 hoes on me I'm Iman Shumpart
Aye I like your b*tch cause she nasty
f*ck her & giver her back gladly
& you know I be actin a ass
Now my belt bout a grand & my shoes is from Bally
Smokin that gas straight from Cali
Skrt off like I'm in a rally
Push that b*tch like it was stolen
That b*tch want some (?) Imma leave her heart broken
Give a f*ck bout a b*tch & emotion, these b*tches ain't they leave pus*y wide open
b*tch I'm ballin like I be wide open, talk to this 40 that b*tch is out-spoken
I run in your crib with them lasers out, looking for racks if you got it then take it out
My b*tch super bad cannot take her out & I get cash so these n*ggas wanna take me out
When I came in that sh*t it's so over
Marko he thirsty I though I done told ya
That 30 round clip slump you over
Run up in here put your ass on a poster
[Hook]