Kwiik - Underground Kingz

Know how we feeling
We in the building
Realest niggas in attendance
Yeah we get it
Yeah we bout to go and get it
Yeah we with it
You ain't fucking with it, no
These niggas ain't fucking with me, no
You niggas ain't fucking with me, no
Them niggas ain't fucking with me, no
And she know it

Pocket full of stones I don't know how to spend it
She told me she had no loving in a minute
Now she addicted to me cause she say I hit it different
I lay down the room kept spinning Henny got me trippin
On god
These niggas can't catch me
In my own dimension
You know I got it on me
They keep asking why I'm limping
Underground kings
Shawty know we big pimpin
I know they hate us cause they jealous of the life we living

I'm straight from Houston from the city where we chop them blades
You don't want no problem set it off we get that shit arranged
She in her feelings said she wanna fuck to Marvin Gaye
But I been working fuck distractions she gon have to wait
We ran it up so quick and found a way to duck the jakes
Prayers to my homies that been moving weight
Fuck with us then you must wanna die today
Let me know if you feeling some type of way
Just turned 21 yeah I'm a young nigga
But I bet she won't find nobody that hit it better
Just left the dealership seen a Panamera
I'm tryna get my name imprinted on the leather
Oh god

Pocket full of stones I don't know how to spend it
She told me she had no loving in a minute
Now she addicted to me cause she say I hit it different
I lay down the room kept spinning Henny got me trippin
On god
These niggas can't catch me
In my own dimension
You know I got it on me
They keep asking why I'm limping
Underground kings
Shawty know we big pimpin
I know they hate us cause they jealous of the life we living

Don't get caught up at the wrong place at the wrong time
I'm bout to fuck the game up baby cause it's all mine
I don't got time for 8 and 9s because my bitch a dime
I'm bout to pour this promethazine in this lemon-lime
I can't lie them bitches on my dick
I know some niggas tryna copy my shit
You can't name a nigga really fucking with Kwiik
Shawty brought the ecstasy so we can get lit
She keeping talking that shit
But when we get back to the crib that's it
She know all these Benjamin's gon keep her wet
I'm not like these niggas that you used to fuck with
Oh no no no

Pocket full of stones I don't know how to spend it
She told me she had no loving in a minute
Now she addicted to me cause she say I hit it different
I lay down the room kept spinning Henny got me trippin
On god
These niggas can't catch me
In my own dimension
You know I got it on me
They keep asking why I'm limping
Underground kings
Shawty know we big pimpin
I know they hate us cause they jealous of the life we living

Written by:
Rylan Brock

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