Misunderstood Pt. 2
Youngn Lipz
2:46Oh yeah Oh yeah Why you, why you Oh yeah Gang She gon' pull up to the side of the road Suck it up, she dripping down to the toes Remember when I told her I need a four Now she's texting she can't wait for the call I ain't trippin' have yo chick back I've been set up on on new path New new got me wanting mo' stack Drippin' Gucci on her new bag She said I got that good sex Good vibe Nice smile No ties Real life So realize Eyes on me, yes both eyes Shout two with that one and that six to that six That's my dude's, that's my gang That's my squad, that's my guys We going off with no range And she gon' do what I say I swear that I'm on a way Full around for the rest of the day Lil mama she wanted a taste She too close and she tryna be bae Know she holding something that I crave But I give her that high elevate Not too long ago they had all the doubt And I swear that they were running they mouth They ain't phasing took a trip around that town Sad man looking 'cause he left with a frown Taking over and I'm running my town But the opposition they don't like how that sound You can't help the people that don't wanna be found I don't gotta leave ends send ma Youngns around I went off topic but fuck what they say We making moves and I'm tryna get paid All of this love but I feel like it's fake Shiee man I can do this all day I'm not bothered, tryna get back to Fay Gotta make sure that my family straight Spinnin' out but I know that it's fate Proving still, so don't speak on my name I can never let that go Know she gon' do the most Think I'm meant to give a toast She might leave me broke and froze I feeling like she do the most And she looking past my flaws Getting warmed up and we only beginning I guess if you know then you know She gon' pull up to the side of the road Suck it up, she dripping down to the toes Remember when I told her I need a four Now she's texting she can't wait for the call I ain't trippin' have yo chick back I've been set up on on new path New new got me wanting mo' stack Drippin' Gucci on her new bag She said I got that good sex Good vibe Nice smile No ties Real life So realize Eyes on me, yes both eyes Shout two with that one and that six to that six That's my dude's, that's my gang That's my squad, that's my guys She a bad B from the west side She go nine deep on it all night For the baddie let a stick fly I don't trust me, man that's no lies She ain't a cook but she whippin' the dough All of that cake up inside of her clothes I know her best friend she want on the low Ain't worth the risk so I gotta say no Why you, why you Oh yeah Gang