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Undefeated

 

Undefeated

(album: Boy From Brooklyn - 2020)


She spicy, oh she moving hot
That hoe moving hot
And we moving wock
And we moving wocky
And I'm moving spicy

We gon pull up in these black trucks
I got gang with me, do you act up
Brr brr I call my side bitch when she act up
They asking me questions, why do it really matter?
He was stopping her glow, every since she left that nigga that bitch dun got badder
Barely posting my tricks, they steady stealing my style
We can fuck up in private, but public baby holding it down
I'm feeling like I'm the shit, I'm conceited
I don't know about you and your gang, but me and my niggas we be undefeated

[?] on I be all up in my feelings, don't do me wrong
Once you play with my feelings, I'm moving on
I ain't taking no breaks, I want it all
Post a flick on the gram and I get impressions
Link up where you at? I ain't with the texting
And I'm living my best life, what the fuck you stressing
I be thinking of God, I got some blessings
And I move in the streets with a raw bitch
Fell in love cause she be on her bullshit
Don't be testing my temper, I flush it
Grr bah boom, I'm off this
Yeah she giving mouth like I'm winning
She don't need a nigga that's why she the trillest
High in fashion and I kill it
[?] for the trap attire I'm the illest
You wanna be, you is not me
Got a big bag, who could stop me
You got bodies bitch, I can't keep
Imma go for your friend if you play me
And you look good, come here baby
I ain't got time for complaining
Oh ohh
Let me slide it in, hit the spot that'll make you crazy
I ain't got time for this shit
We ain't talking that money, hang up quick
And I pull up fast with my niggas
So you better bring your friends bitch
Cause we outside tonight
Envy
And you can see it in they eyes

We gon pull up in these black trucks
I got gang with me, do you act up
Brr brr I call my side bitch when she act up
They asking me questions, why do it really matter?
He was stopping her glow, every since she left that nigga that bitch dun got badder
Barely posting my tricks, they steady stealing my style
We can fuck up in private, but public they be holding it down
I'm feeling like I'm the shit, I'm conceited
I don't know about you and your gang, but me and my niggas we be undefeated

Me and my niggas we be undefeated
Fuck baby keep a secret
Yeah me and my niggas undefeated
See how I fuck this shit up

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