Untold

Lyrics

(CashMoneyAP)
 NLE Choppa
 NLE, Top Shotta shit (Pyroman)
 Don dada, yeah, don dada
 Ayy, yeah, yeah
 Her pussy is wet like the water (the water)
 She call me a jet ski (a jet ski)
 She say that I'm fine, she say that I'm sexy
 She wanna sex me (she wanna fuck)
 Back then I was broke, they called me a joke
 And they wouldn't text me (they wouldn't text me, nah)
 Now she digestin' my kids like it was ecstasy
 Bitch, I got it out the mud like I'm Lil Baby (out the mud)
 And I got a lot of bodies like I was a rapist
 If 12 pull me over, I'ma try to race 'em
 If he got a lot of bricks, I'ma try to snake him
 Kill a nigga, put his body in the trunk (trunk)
 Meditated with my gun like a monk (like a monk)
 Murder on my mind, screamin', "Redrum" (grrrt)
 Open up your mouth when I'm finna cum
 Bitch, I'm ballin' every season, call me Roddy Ricch (Ricch)
 Made an oath to my gang that I won't ever switch
 I cut down my grass 'cause I can hear the hiss
 My Glock on my hip and it's pokin' out my 'fit
 I just copped another Sprinter, it is not a rental (not a rental)
 Bitch, I'm eatin' Percocets like a chicken tender
 Gave a bitch the wood, then she caught a splinter
 Rockin' Moncler in the fall and the winter
 Bitch, get up off me, I already nutted
 You see the doorknob, bitch, you better touch it (bitch)
 They say that I'm crazy, my gun, I'm clutchin'
 The way I grew up, man, a nigga was rugged
 You open your legs, but I want you to suck it
 Call a nigga MC 'cause you better not touch me
 Lay a finger on this chain, I'm uppin' my thang and knockin' your muffin (grrrt)
 Diamond on my neck, AP on my wrist
 Red dot on my stick, when I up, don't miss
 Old dumbass hoe tried to give me a kiss
 Smack a bitch in the face, tell her suck this dick
 So many Percs, bitch, I'm too damn high
 I was so damn high that I thought that I died
 My bitch, she a rider like Bonnie and Clyde
 One day, swear to God, I'ma make her a bride
 Clutchin' my metal, I'm clutchin' my stick (grrrt)
 If you run up on me, you get hit with this bitch
 Got an AR-15 and it might overheat
 So a nigga just bought another coolant kit
 I'm a big dawg up in the game
 You a poodle, I'm a Great Dane mixed with a pit
 And I'm on some Osama Bin Laden shit
 'Cause a nigga finna tick
 Glock on my hip so I limp when I walk
 She got my dick on her breath every time she talk
 You would think I got AIDS 'cause a nigga too raw
 God made me perfect, I ain't got no flaws
 Your sack get took, bitch, I got your bricks
 Got a long ass stick like I'm blind in this bitch
 If you playin' hide and seek, we gon' find that bitch
 Fuck a .30 cal', I got a nine in this bitch
 Call a nigga Big Snoop 'cause a young nigga Crippin'
 And if I catch him slippin', then he come up missin'
 I'ma shoot up his house, he gon' die while he shittin'
 Shoot that boy in the head, he ain't doin' no healin', yeah
 NLE, bitch
 Top Shotta, nigga
 Know what the fuck goin' on
 CashMoneyAP, what up with it, nigga?
 Bitch ass nigga, hoe ass nigga
 Love you, nigga
 Grape (NLE Choppa, nigga, Chop-Choppa, don dada)
 

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Duration
02:34
Key
1
Tempo
130 BPM

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