Undefeated lyrics

by

Smoove’L


[Intro]
Oh she spicy, oh she moving hot
And we moving wock, and we moving wocky
You know I be coming
High fashion, attraction, eyes open

[Chorus]
We gon pull up in these black trucks, I got gang with me do you act up
Brrt brrt, I call my side b*tch when she act up (ohh, brrt brrt)
They asking me questions, why do it really matter?
He was stopping her glow, ever since she left that n*gga that b*tch done got badder
Barely posting my tricks, they steady stealing my style
We could f*ck up in private, but in public baby hold it down (be quiet)
I feel like I'm the sh*t, I'm conceited
I don't know about you and your gang but me and my n*ggas we be undefeated

[Verse 1]
Ksubis on, I be in my feelings don't do me wrong
Why she play with my feelings, I'm moving on
I ain't taking no breaks I want it all
Post a flick on the gram and I get impressions
Link up where you at, I ain't with the texting
And I'm living my best life, what the f*ck is stressing
And I thanking to God, I got some blessings
And I move in the streets with a raw b*tch, fell in love cause she be on her bullsh*t
Don't be testing my temper I floor sh*t, grrt pa boom I'm off this, yeah
[Verse 2]
She giving mouth like a winning, she don't need a n*gga that's why she the trillest
High end fashion I kill it, 'Miris for the trap attire I'm the illest
You wanna be, you is not me, got a big bag who can stop me
You got bodies b*tch I [?]
Imma go for your friend if you play me
And you look good come here baby
I ain't got time for complaining
Ohh, let me slide it in, hit the spot that'll make you crazy
I don't got time for this sh*t, if you ain't talking bout money then hang up quick
And I pull up fast with my n*ggas so you better bring your friends
Cause we, outside tonight, envy
You can see it in their eyes

[Chorus]
We gon pull up in these black trucks, I got gang with me do you act up
Brrt brrt, I call my side b*tch when she act up (ohh, brrt brrt)
They asking me questions, why do it really matter?
He was stopping her glow, ever since she left that n*gga that b*tch done got badder
Barely posting my tricks, they steady stealing my style
We could f*ck up in private, but in public baby hold it down (be quiet)
I feel like I'm the sh*t, I'm conceited
I don't know about you and your gang but me and my n*ggas we be undefeated
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