Misunderstood
Fluss
Yeah
Misunderstood, forever like that (Yeah, you know who it is, uh)
Uh (Yeah, uh)
Misunderstood, forever like that
They thought that they knew me, but never like that
Who said it's all good? You ain't seen me get bad
You steppin' too close, so I tell you get back
Bust in the front, fuck from the back
Shootin' my nut in her mouth like a nat
We verified, bitch, you could check on my @
The drum hit on top like it made of boom-bap
Don't stop like a sign off the alien path
I'm high like the moon and searchin' for new pack
A wolf in sheep clothing, y'all more like a rat
Department store clothing, my jeans worth a rack
Got drop like it's stolen, my money come fast
We first in the race while you really dead last
Pathetic enough is some shit, you get passed
Chill out, lil' woadie, I know you look sad, uh
I know you know you ain't that, uh (Okay)
I know you know you ain't that, okay (Let's go)
You know you know you ain't that, it's well
Don't gotta argue that fact, uh (Let's go)
I know you know you ain't that, okay
I know you know you ain't that, uh (Let's go)
Don't gotta argue that fact, it's well
You know you know you ain't that, uh
I'm bringin' the money, I'm bringin' the drugs
I'm bringin' the smoke like it came from my lungs
They say they want smoke, then it seep to his lung
I thought I was evil, but now it's just fun
Keepin' it blunt, nigga, like a rung
You too busy hidin' things under rugs
Smokin' this boof pack, not no runt
Till we servin' them golf balls, Tiger Woods
Blowin' on trees, nigga, Tiger Woods
Still pumpin' that fentanyl, hoe, you good?
Don't wanna get involved, but I should
Holdin' that magic stick, I wish you would
Cold like a cabin blizzard in the woods
Who knew my sentences would get this good?
Who knew my sense of this would get me put
Onto a place you niggas never could (Okay)
Misunderstood, forever like that
They thought that they knew me but never like that
Who said it's all good? You ain't seen me get bad
You steppin' too close so I tell you get back
Bust in the front, fuck from the back
Shootin' my nut in her mouth like a nat
We verified, bitch, you could check on my @
The drum hit on top like it made of boom-bap
Yeah
Yeah
Misunderstood, forever like that (Yeah, you know who it is, uh)
Uh (Yeah, uh)
Misunderstood, forever like that
They thought that they knew me, but never like that
Who said it's all good? You ain't seen me get bad
You steppin' too close, so I tell you get back
Bust in the front, fuck from the back
Shootin' my nut in her mouth like a nat
We verified, bitch, you could check on my @
The drum hit on top like it made of boom-bap
Don't stop like a sign off the alien path
I'm high like the moon and searchin' for new pack
A wolf in sheep clothing, y'all more like a rat
Department store clothing, my jeans worth a rack
Got drop like it's stolen, my money come fast
We first in the race while you really dead last
Pathetic enough is some shit, you get passed
Chill out, lil' woadie, I know you look sad, uh
I know you know you ain't that, uh (Okay)
I know you know you ain't that, okay (Let's go)
You know you know you ain't that, it's well
Don't gotta argue that fact, uh (Let's go)
I know you know you ain't that, okay
I know you know you ain't that, uh (Let's go)
Don't gotta argue that fact, it's well
You know you know you ain't that, uh
I'm bringin' the money, I'm bringin' the drugs
I'm bringin' the smoke like it came from my lungs
They say they want smoke, then it seep to his lung
I thought I was evil, but now it's just fun
Keepin' it blunt, nigga, like a rung
You too busy hidin' things under rugs
Smokin' this boof pack, not no runt
Till we servin' them golf balls, Tiger Woods
Blowin' on trees, nigga, Tiger Woods
Still pumpin' that fentanyl, hoe, you good?
Don't wanna get involved, but I should
Holdin' that magic stick, I wish you would
Cold like a cabin blizzard in the woods
Who knew my sentences would get this good?
Who knew my sense of this would get me put
Onto a place you niggas never could (Okay)
Misunderstood, forever like that
They thought that they knew me but never like that
Who said it's all good? You ain't seen me get bad
You steppin' too close so I tell you get back
Bust in the front, fuck from the back
Shootin' my nut in her mouth like a nat
We verified, bitch, you could check on my @
The drum hit on top like it made of boom-bap
Yeah
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