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letra de undercover - 4liz

[intro]
ay yo wassup sumun yuyiyiyiyiyiyioyyoyoyyo
yuh, yeah

[verse 1: lain]
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b-tch i look like aryu mariyama
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[verse 2: nasuni]
y’all didn’t know i could go undercover
i can make it hard for you to recover
shouts to lain and ‘cara, they like my brothers
hitting them notepads, oh boy, you gon’ suffer
up to my neck dripped in virgil and nike
these boys act like they think that they know me
say that they tough but get high sipping on tea
stop pretending, boy go visit your auntie
got a future of me drowning in gold
can’t compare myself to none of you hoеs
b-tch better fold, what i spit on thesе beats always stay cold
b-tch, i can’t be controlled
it’s not surprising, boy i am uprising
the chain got the icing, now don’t be despising
don’t care about pricing, the beats i keep slicing
i am a sigma, for me i keep striving
feeding off hatred, my verses stay sacred
your talent is faded, i’ll make it to a-list
you are degraded, it can’t be debated
always awakened, yea what i dictated

[chorus]
you know that y’all can’t f-ck with me
know that imma hit it raw, you left with me
know that all y’all b-tches soft and scared of me
boy gon’ end up getting tossed and imma pull up with my gs
undercover, yea we flee
you know that y’all can’t f-ck with me
know that imma hit it raw, you left with me
know that all y’all b-tches soft and scared of me
boy gon’ end up getting tossed and imma pull up with my gs
undercover, yea we flee
[unknown vocal sample]

[interlude: yung azucar]
5 am, i was off the percs, on god (on god)

[verse 3: yung azucar]
off the f-cking opioids, it’s like a chinese motherf-cker
all the b-tches squirt when they hear my voice as smooth as b-tter
i pull up with the swerve, yeah b-tch, i’m burning rubber
diss me to your girl, but that girl is f-cking made of blubber
i’ll do a f-cking curl, then i’ll meet her and i’ll f-cking rob her
my gs are f-cking chill, ay, you know that we all f-cking robbers
i pop a quick nyquil, cuz you know that i don’t f-ck with coppers
all my opps are f-cking k!lled, and you know that i’ll be saying “poggers!’

[chorus: yung azucar & ]
you know that y’all can’t f-ck with me
know that imma hit it raw, you left with me
know that all y’all b-tches soft and scared of me
boy gon’ end up getting tossed and imma pull up with my gs
undercover, yea we flee

- 4liz

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