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acid souljah - undercover lyrics

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[verse 1]

she wanna f+ck undercover
playin’ playstation with a b+tch from the suburbs
when she come over, she don’t talk, she don’t mutter
she treats you like a simp, she treats you like her brother

[verse 2]

based boy stunna, i pull up in my truey jeans
b+tches from j+pan, i got b+tches from the philippines
tryna’ blow up, and ride around in limousines
acid souljah face, i’m in front of all the magazines
tryna’ be me, and they can’t, that’s why they mad at me
he say that we bro’s, he ain’t even smoke no pack with me
good carbon hittin’, now it’s all comin’ back to me
on the come up, i’m just tryna’ live happily

[verse 3]

chillin’ out in based world, smokin’ on the balconey
this the based gospel, put it in the gallery
what i make off the trap worth more than your salary
white b+tch sniffin’, but she do not got no allergies
smokin’ big gas, i stay in the different galaxy
all these rappers lie, everything they spit is fallacy
yo’ b+tch treat me like a king, callin’ me, “your majesty”
you don’t get no money, that’s so sad, that’s a tragedy
[verse 4]

tryna’ be a ceo, but you always been lame
tryna’ act hard, but you know you always been a stain
2 big sticks, got me feelin’ like i’m max payne
bad white b+tch, always down to give good brain
so evil boyz, comin’ up and takin’ full reign
said she love souljah, she don’t even know my full name
couldn’t pick a b+tch, she don’t even know my real name
cut her off as soon as i meet her, and i don’t feel ashamed



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