Underhand

[Intro] (Alright, [?] Cartier) [Chorus: Calboy] Bitch, I've been that nigga, how you ain't heard of that? Slap in that truck at what you want, this shit come on demand Might fuck the ho, don't trust the ho, that bitch got OnlyFans I swear my stick came with a drum like I play for the band Don't put in work, get left behind, I hope you understand At grandma house, I swear my dope, I serve that underhand When I was young, I dreamed of paper plates and rubber bands I ride with my nigga Murda, I sent 'bout four shots, hit his head Uh [Verse 1: Calboy] Ayy, fuck nigga play them games, no, he ain't stoppin' shit Yeah, ask bitch, "Wanna play crazy?", she ain't stoppin' shit Yeah, we ain't just sayin' [?] rich, these niggas be opposite Ayy, my dawg won't get him out the way, these niggas ain't stoppin' shit Ayy, we had to smoke in the streets, my niggas won't speed, they think it's chicken, ayy I did a dodge in a foreign, took 'em on a high speed, I ain't want no tickets Shorty, I'll go everywhere, won't trip for my opps, them niggas bitches I got hit 'cause I stood on the business, I can't [?] [Chorus: Calboy] Bitch, I've been that nigga, how you ain't heard of that? Slap in that truck at what you want, this shit come on demand Might fuck the ho, don't trust the ho, that bitch got OnlyFans I swear my stick came with a drum like I play for the band Don't put in work, get left behind, I hope you understand At grandma house, I swear my dope, I serve that underhand When I was young, I dreamed of paper plates and rubber bands I ride with my nigga Murda, I sent 'bout four shots, hit his head [Verse 2: FEB Larro] The way that I be sendin' hits, bitch, I just feel like taliban I be poppin' all these Percs, sometimes I feel like Peter Pan I put [?] up on they head, I know that he won't breathe again He won't ever spin again and spin again, we finish him We be all up on the seal, all them Glocks, they came with switches I can't really trust these hoes, won't put my heart up in these bitches All these niggas, they be talkin' 'til we run up, touch that [?] I made a promise to my niggas, I won't change up on them trenches, bitch [Chorus: Calboy] Bitch, I've been that nigga, how you ain't heard of that? Slap in that truck at what you want, this shit come on demand Might fuck the ho, don't trust the ho, that bitch got OnlyFans I swear my stick came with a drum like I play for the band Don't put in work, get left behind, I hope you understand At grandma house, I swear my dope, I serve that underhand When I was young, I dreamed of paper plates and rubber bands I ride with my nigga Murda, I sent 'bout four shots, hit his head Uh