Undastandz Me

[Verse 1:] My nigga I don't want no hands out I'ma get my shit regardless My network in the relationship, game is flawless Where I'ma stop, nobody knows, I'm all over the place with my flows I've fucked around with the coke and the game for years but now I'm selevant People always ask me 40 how you stay current and relevant I'm cut from leather both of these cats is cut from polyester I'm hard as a brick, most of these suckers soft, like feathers Finnah knock me a chick, even better, break her for her cheddar I'ma keep it all the way hood, I've been living in my third childhood, lately Smoking a lot of spinach lately, hanging out at this street club lately I use to give them niggas player crackers and jugs for the bricks But now I be giving them discounts for hooks and verse links I like bitches with celulite I dont like them too lean I like them thick and yolked like UCLA softball team I'm cool with either or fatter petite Cause I ain't gon' lie, skinny pussy be deep Must open the package and throw the trogan out and slash it Still let's the lugi out just like elastic I'ma give it to her slow like a snail or real fast like a rat And in the bay area flatcoon then it's a habit [Hook:] You Undastandz Me Understand Me You Understandz Me (x4) [Verse 2:] You got a zip, I got a zip, you need a zip, yup You got a brick, I got a brick yeah, you need a brick, nope Thats what the little homey asked , when he was broke Said he needed a credit line I told that nigga ain't nobody giving out no lines, no numbers, no loans Ain't nobody giving out no zones, no chickens, no bones Said his mom was about to lose her home, his sister on dialisis Older brother didn't call about his younger brother on cadab Kus his daddy in for armed robbery, uncle in for grand lard His auntie in for bad checks, credit cards and money laundrying Kus his fish, so he thinks he needs protection Not only that but his broad hauled and pregnant Quite as damaged she's been doing a lot of sexing Getting it in, with the nigga bestfriend So I pushed him in the mix, with a month in a half, or 6 weeks or so He moved up to 36, 36 zips of bow equals a grip we call a kick, in the bag It's a fool, it's a trip, walk straight, don't look back, it ain't cool BITCH! [Hook:] [Verse 3:] I'm a street nigga, walk with my head up, stick out my chest I don't like private jets, I fly south west And you'll never catch me wearing a fucking wire That's how you get your head deflated like a tire I don't be gossiping, and running off into lip and name dropping I be hustling in the traffic, repping shoulders and hold down Getting gusty and galavaty, politicing and moon walking Desert eagle, hold a slick caution, verified ficture from the V So I'ma celebrity, heavy, so don't be fucking with me I'm having my fanny born and ready ever since I came out the coochie I was a nosey little mustache infactuated with cash Tryna get some ass fast, finger fucking broads in class I get dressed at the mall, brand new kicks and fits 'Where you be getting yo hats from?' Man I buy them from Lidz I'm with the shit but I don't really sucker shit that Ya so fake type, that I'm on some real type like bernard [Hook:]