misunderstood - pintscored lyrics
[intro]
i’ll beat up yo older brother, stop*
[chorus]
cut right through that door, i just put my foot in
don’t worry, work that drac’ on the block
n*gga know he shooting
hop out wit’ a k, then i spray
i just caught a hoodie
on block every day
he can’t come into the hood
we bump down with baby drac’
misunderstood young n*gga, i just want the money aye
pop out on a opp, work the chop, now he a dummy
i got h*lla flavors in the trap, this sh*t here steady comin’
pop out on a n*gga block, then i get to plumbin’
i still got them j’s up on the drill, this sh*t here and1
pop out hit a n*gga top, he say “life not fair”
i got switches in this box, so you know we tear
my young n*gga get to spinnin’ sh*t, get to light the field
i’m in this b*tch [?] that these n*ggas weird
i shoot a opp on the independent
i been rappin’ on this mic
tryna work the chop’, it been a minute
bump down, hit his feelings
hardware truck for real, n*gga
young n*gga, ian sign no deal n*gga
we got them badges in for real, n*gga
we got them bags for real, n*gga
[?]
hop out, flat back on that drill, n*gga
ain’t no [?] i done k!lled a n*gga
d*mn, i love the feeling
hop out then i get to gunnin’
b*tch i’m in that field
but i’m still gettin’ money
i got h*lla baddie, she gon’ get gone bout the money
we can’t hold on sh*t, bring me all the money
weak ah n*gga, take down the opposite
i smoked a opp up in the box, lil [?] got me lit
lil’ opp n*gga thumpin’ thru with fake ah paper
i swear that sh*t was counterfeit
push up then i hop out, swear to god that i just downed this bih
i remember, i wasn’t in class, they was just clowning me
you know this draco bound to hit
b*tch ass n*gga do that cappin’, please do not come bout on l!ck
he a ho, he ain’t got no stain, no he can’t pop out on my l!ck
hang out the window, i leave ’em sick
hang out the window, this is the ki
you know we f*ckin’ slid
he keep playin’ with that paper, take down then we leave ’em
i come thru drinkin’ yo caprisun, don’t take care of yo kid
[verse]
my young n*gga goin’ crazy on that drill, he just like [?]
…
hop out with that chop’ late at night
i could put the stick down
work my fist, h*ll yeah i fight
lil bro better sit down
this mini draco bih gon bite
pour a 4 inside my double cup
i know this sh*t bite
d*mn i miss my dawg
he locked down, dont sit right
[chorus]
cut right through that door, i just put my foot in
don’t worry, work that drac’ on the block
n*gga know he shooting
hop out wit’ a k, then i spray
i just caught a hoodie
on block every day
he can’t come into the hood
we bump down with baby drac’
misunderstood young n*gga, i just want the money aye
pop out on a opp, work the chop, now he a dummy
i got h*lla flavors in the trap, this sh*t here steady comin’
pop out on a n*gga block, then i get to plumbin’
i still got them j’s up on the drill, this sh*t here and1
pop out hit a n*gga top, he say “life not fair”
i got switches in this box, so you know we tear
my young n*gga get to spinnin’ sh*t, get to light the field
i’m in this b*tch [?] that these n*ggas weird
i shoot a opp on the independent
i been rappin’ on this mic
tryna work the chop’, it been a minute
bump down, hit his feelings
hardware truck for real, n*gga
young n*gga, ian sign no deal n*gga
we got them badges in for real, n*gga
we got them bags for real, n*gga
[?]
hop out, flat back on that drill, n*gga
ain’t no [?] i done k!lled a n*gga
d*mn, i love the feeling
hop out then i get to gunnin’
b*tch i’m in that field
but i’m still gettin’ money
i got h*lla baddie, she gon’ get gone bout the money
we can’t hold on sh*t, bring me all the money
weak ah n*gga, take down the opposite
i smoked a opp up in the box, lil [?] got me lit
lil’ opp n*gga thumpin’ thru with fake ah paper
i swear that sh*t was counterfeit
push up then i hop out, swear to god that i just downed this bih
i remember, i wasn’t in class, they was just clowning me
you know this draco bound to hit
b*tch ass n*gga do that cappin’, please do not come bout on l!ck
he a ho, he ain’t got no stain, no he can’t pop out on my l!ck
hang out the window, i leave ’em sick
hang out the window, this is the ki
you know we f*ckin’ slid
he keep playin’ with that paper, take down then we leave ’em
i come thru drinkin’ yo caprisun, don’t take care of yo kid
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