UNDEFEATED Songtext
von Mike Dimes
UNDEFEATED Songtext
Pour me a cup
Yeah
Count
Blicks, kicks, rich
We with the shit
We did it all, lil′ bitch, uh
Skrrt off on the kid, uh
Show you how we live, uh
Shawty wanna live, uh
I-I ain't have no stylist, put the whip in autopilot (autopilot)
All we know is wildin′, treat a bitch like she got mileage (mileage)
I ain't showin' love, fuck these nigga′s and their problems
I ain′t finish college, why they book me for a college?
Ni-ni-nigga, fuck all that bullshit, nigga
I ain't even (nigga), we ain′t even rap like that bruh (fuck around)
Fuck that (Big lamb, Double Lamb OG)
We do this shit, Mike Dimes (straight up)
Big tens, nigga
All the hoes, nigga, that's what we do
Pour that shit up
Watch out, ooh (watch out, watch out, watch out)
Uh, I don′t wanna talk about drip (no drip, lil' nigga)
Uh, I don′t wanna fuck with them (on God)
By the age 25, need 25 Ms (25 Ms)
How the fuck he got rich? He ain't worried 'bout friends (huh?)
How you the fuck he Mike Dimes and his hoes ain′t tens? (Huh?)
How he watchin′ Mike Dimes and you still ain't win, nigga? (On what?)
Prolly got caught by the wind (on gang)
I can go fuck on the predate (hurrh)
Rich young nigga, I can show you how to get to the cheesecake
Hit gas on the freeway
I don′t pull up but for the bitch
Make plays in each state (skrrt, hold up)
I touched six Os in three days
I bring my pole on each state (paw, baw, baw, baw)
I burnt my stove, so please wait
That nigga turnt
Fuck it, lil' nigga, I′m hot, uh
I'ma go stir up the pot (huh)
How he turn baking soda into rocks?
I put the Coca-Cola on the rocks
I feel like Tomioka on the block (block), uh
Uh, semis don′t make you a killer (a killer)
And them rickies don't make you a dripper (on God)
And you still couldn't sit with my niggas
′Cause I know you a pussy
Hmm, watch out
And I stay with a-, huh, pop out
Twenties and fifties, is just for the walkthrough (the walkthrough)
I get hunnids, whenever I walk out (I walk out)
There ain′t nothin' that we need to talk ′bout (need to talk 'bout)
There ain′t nothin' that we need to talk ′bout (huh)
There ain't nothin' that we need to talk ′bout
′Cause I get a band every word that I talk out, lil' nigga (shh)
Yeah
Count
Blicks, kicks, rich
We with the shit
We did it all, lil′ bitch, uh
Skrrt off on the kid, uh
Show you how we live, uh
Shawty wanna live, uh
I-I ain't have no stylist, put the whip in autopilot (autopilot)
All we know is wildin′, treat a bitch like she got mileage (mileage)
I ain't showin' love, fuck these nigga′s and their problems
I ain′t finish college, why they book me for a college?
Ni-ni-nigga, fuck all that bullshit, nigga
I ain't even (nigga), we ain′t even rap like that bruh (fuck around)
Fuck that (Big lamb, Double Lamb OG)
We do this shit, Mike Dimes (straight up)
Big tens, nigga
All the hoes, nigga, that's what we do
Pour that shit up
Watch out, ooh (watch out, watch out, watch out)
Uh, I don′t wanna talk about drip (no drip, lil' nigga)
Uh, I don′t wanna fuck with them (on God)
By the age 25, need 25 Ms (25 Ms)
How the fuck he got rich? He ain't worried 'bout friends (huh?)
How you the fuck he Mike Dimes and his hoes ain′t tens? (Huh?)
How he watchin′ Mike Dimes and you still ain't win, nigga? (On what?)
Prolly got caught by the wind (on gang)
I can go fuck on the predate (hurrh)
Rich young nigga, I can show you how to get to the cheesecake
Hit gas on the freeway
I don′t pull up but for the bitch
Make plays in each state (skrrt, hold up)
I touched six Os in three days
I bring my pole on each state (paw, baw, baw, baw)
I burnt my stove, so please wait
That nigga turnt
Fuck it, lil' nigga, I′m hot, uh
I'ma go stir up the pot (huh)
How he turn baking soda into rocks?
I put the Coca-Cola on the rocks
I feel like Tomioka on the block (block), uh
Uh, semis don′t make you a killer (a killer)
And them rickies don't make you a dripper (on God)
And you still couldn't sit with my niggas
′Cause I know you a pussy
Hmm, watch out
And I stay with a-, huh, pop out
Twenties and fifties, is just for the walkthrough (the walkthrough)
I get hunnids, whenever I walk out (I walk out)
There ain′t nothin' that we need to talk ′bout (need to talk 'bout)
There ain′t nothin' that we need to talk ′bout (huh)
There ain't nothin' that we need to talk ′bout
′Cause I get a band every word that I talk out, lil' nigga (shh)
Writer(s): Leon Thomas, Edgar Ferrera, - Acres, Ricci Riera, Michael Goode Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com