Lyrics The Underachievers

The Underachievers

Final Destination

Uh, vision like Tarantino, Tarot card said I’m a leader

On terrace blowing reefer, this shit might just blow your speaker

Sit back, recline my feet up, bitch so bad she get a D+

Don't let them lies deceive ya, ain't no preacher go'n free ya

No limit young miller, walked the Earth like Godzilla

Frequent deposit gain and profit like some God niggas

We be the topic, open optic see the large picture

Don't need facade we going hard don't let the law with us

Go go til' I'm finished, yeah, my eyes like Forest Whitaker

Step through lookin' sinister, she bless me like the minister

Stomach for my dinner plus why y'all fools lookin' thin as fuck

'Chout for my agenda breh

No seconds I'm a winner, yeah

Nigga grip, apply the pressure, load the clip with sixty rounds

Niggas frontin' on the set but, yeah, I bet they see me now

Niggas flip up off the shit but bet that shit come back around

Spent a check upon the set I think we blew like fifty pounds

Put the bag out, I can't do the cash out

Never was a trick ain't spending shit for me to smash out

Smokin' 'till she pass out

She sippin' to the last drop

Pimpin', see me walkin' with a limp

Yeah, I'm the man now

Herbal essence xanny sippin' copped a pound of smoke don't flip it

Nickname Iron Man the legend in the game like Cal Ripken nigga

Twitter finger dissin' kidnap him, we get him missin'

Resurrect the Junior M.A.F.I.A. the new age on commission

Know these chicks in the snow they like to sniff that powder

I'm finessin' up off the green you know I love the sour

My niggas call me for the flex I showed up in a hour

You know we gettin' to the checks that paper came with power

Kickin' bitches out like Pam nigga, I ain't call a cab

New York gritty in my veins don't get ya lil' homie smacked

Blow the reefer by the pound

Propeller flying off the gram, circus niggas fuck with clown

My team the lion tamers style

Thoughts is worth a million, I know pennies out my mouth, yeah yeah

I twist my wrist I'm whippin' nigga never drought, yeah yeah

That beemer dippin', reefer kickin fuckin' loud, yeah yeah

And all my kings is on a mission for the crown you hear me now

Nigga grip, apply the pressure load the clip with sixty rounds

Niggas front it on the set but, yeah, I bet they see me now

Niggas flip up off the shit but bet that shit come back around

Spent a check upon the set I think we blew like fifty pounds

Put the bag out, I can't do the cash out

Never was a trick ain't spending shit for me to smash out

Smokin' 'till she pass out

She sippin' to the last drop

Pimpin', see me walkin' with a limp

Yeah, I'm the man now

Yeah nigga I'm the man now

Slippin' thats a man down

Sippin' in this bathhouse

She quick to pull her pants down

Gotta keep my distance cause these girls think I'm their man now

Circle don't get bigger

No new niggas on my campground

Yeah nigga I'm the man now

Slippin' thats a man down

Sippin' in this bathhouse

She quick to pull her pants down

Gotta keep my distance cause these girls think I'm they man now

Circle don't get bigger

No new niggas on my campground

Nigga grip, apply the pressure load the clip with sixty rounds

Niggas front it on the set but, yeah, I bet they see me now

Niggas flip up off the shit but bet that shit come back around

Spent a check upon the set I think we blew like fifty pounds

Put the bag out, I can't do the cash out

Never was a trick ain't spending shit for me to smash out

Smokin' 'till she pass out

She sippin' to the last drop

Pimpin', see me walkin' with a limp

Yeah, I'm the man now