Hillbilly Boys, Guans, BushJungle - catch me undercover

Don't go running your mouth, don't go running your mouth, took a bitch out
Yeah she dropping them pounds, I gotta get her around, do it in rounds
Way she walking around, got them all freaking out, make em aroused
Turn a bitch out, I just be out, flooded my wrist I let it all out
Yuh yuh, flow so rich I'm boutta do the plug walk
I emptied out the pockets they can't catch me undercover
Wrist be bleeding from this ice, think i'll catch a cold uh
Slice and dice, no I ain't nice, I'm bout to start some trouble
Yeah I'm tripping off the shrooms let me take a minute
Yeah she sucking on my dick, yeah she independent
Got a rollie on my wrist, I done get a millie yuh
Way she showing off her sides I might take a piccy yuh
Ay losing control, flooded my wrist, on the patrol
Stir up the pot, whipping it up like a casserole oh yuh
Send me the addy, know where I'm headed, gonna get me a roll oh yuh
Girl come give me some, girl come give me some
Bitch I'm in the club rubbing insecurity
Grinding, I hope they didn't mind it where I put all my diamonds
I better throw it back until I die or they ain't find it
They asked me where I been, don't worry I signed in
I'm riding off the government money I'm climbing
I gotta find a honey I can get behind
And i'm confident whoever likes me, girl or guy
Man this a cold track better not be blinding
Flow so rich I'm boutta do the plug walk
I emptied out the pockets they can't catch me undercover
Wrist be bleeding from this ice, think i'll catch a cold uh
Slice and dice, no I ain't nice, I'm bout to start some trouble
Yuh yuh, flow so rich I'm boutta do the plug walk
I emptied out the pockets they can't catch me undercover
Wrist be bleeding from this ice, think i'll catch a cold uh
Slice and dice, no I ain't nice, I'm bout to start some trouble

Written by:
Heath Haydock, Sachin Maru

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