Yung Simmie - UnderGround King lyrics

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Yung Simmie - UnderGround King lyrics

[Hook] All I smoke is gas, these n***as broke Money in the stash, I be bout my cash You don´t wanna race, I can´t come in last I k** em' with the swag, I make a hater mad I be in my zone, gave this b**h the bone She won't leave me alone, blowin' up my phone I got her mind goin', but I'm off the mount Prolly in the trap, whippin' up a mil The UnderGround King, screamin' f** a deal Leanin' to the right, I just popped the seal I be so for real, my life is surreal I told my n***as chill, they be poppin' pills And I'm a young boss, I be closin' deals Snipers on the roof, I know Navy Seals And I might take your b**h and ask you how it feels Then I give her dick and ask her how it feels [Verse] I'm leanin' off this drank, lovin' how it feels Smokin' on that stank, I picked it out the field I'm shinin' like a diamond, gold in my grills Blowin' up my phone, I have to tell her chill And I ain't talkin' runnin', but I'm chasin' mills I be hella hungry, I came to [?] You playin' with my funds, you might get whacked cuz I don't f** with snakes and I don't f** with rats You know who I am, call me Uncle Sam Smellin' like a pound, I roll em by the gram I told my n***as chill, they be goin' ham You keyboard thuggers, keep sendin' spam My hittas off the pills, you better write your will They leave you underwater, hope you got your gills I'm from FLA, where n***as die all day I heard that you be chillin', we just grind all day I'm a young boss, I can't take a loss All my n***as eatin', you can't taste the sauce You just do the talk, me I walk the walk And if it's drama time, then the pistols spark All is fun and games, leave it at the park We beat pussies up, like it's after dark I'm baggin' any b**h, like it's K Mart Smokin' on the jay, while I jaywalk All I smoke is gas, these n***as broke Money in the stash, I be bout my cash You don't wanna race, I can't come in last [Hook] All I smoke is gas, these n***as broke Money in the stash, I be bout my cash You don´t wanna race, I can´t come in last I k** em' with the swag, I make a hater mad I be in my zone, gave this b**h the bone She won't leave me alone, blowin' up my phone I got her mind goin', but I'm off the mount Prolly in the trap, whippin' up a mil The UnderGround King, screamin' f** a deal Leanin' to the right, I just popped the seal I be so for real, my life is surreal I told my n***as chill, they be poppin' pills And I'm a young boss, I be closin' deals Snipers on the roof, I know Navy Seals And I might take your b**h and ask you how it feels Then I give her dick and ask her how it feels

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