Lyrics Lil Baby – Underdog
Text:
Gunna:
I want it all, the underdog, I go hard
The word is law, take care of my dogs, from my heart
One for all, we gotta walk, we gon’ march
Started a tour, so I park my foreigns in the garage
Less is more, I pick and choose, keep playin’ it smart
Spend the dough, my coupe’s a sport, I lift up the doors
For these boys, the only thing I fear is God
The only thing I fear is God
You weren’t there when I was locked down in a pod
Went blind, only thing I see is dollar signs
Show me loyalty, I let you ride
Still sip codeine ’cause I just gotta get high
I’m sayin’ my G ’cause we done had hard times
Shoot to Belize, I needed a peace of mind
Brand new numbers, I had to cut off my line
We through it all, I can tell you ain’t none of my kind
My clothes ain’t wrinkled, but I got to stay with that iron
That bitch is a cheater, we fuckin’, she tellin’ you lies
Drop heat on these niggas, admit that shit hard to decide
I want it all, the underdog, I go hard
The word is law, take care of my dogs, from my heart
One for all, we gotta walk, we gon’ march
Ready for war, with my dog, we gon’ sparks
Started a tour, so I park my foreigns in the garage
Less is more, I pick and choose, keep playin’ it smart
Spend the dough, my coupe’s a sport, I lift up the doors
For these boys, the only thing I fear is God
Lil Baby:
Got a 4×4, it feel so tall, can’t fit in the garage
A I’m rich bitch, I’m like where this Nikki Minaj
Money comin’ in like I play ball, but I don’t play ball
And it’s super charged, I’m a real dope boy
In designer from my head to my toe, I drip hard
I can’t pull up in the hood no more, that’s what I grind for
Feds tryin’ to listen in on me, think I’m a drug lord
Had to make it to the finish line without no head start
Man I really came from nothin’, all I know is to go hard
Me and Gunna, double R, niggas sending slick shots
On the tour bus with them killers, stay on Twitter, bitch boy
Gunna:
I want it all, the underdog, I go hard
The word is law, take care of my dogs, from my heart
One for all, we gotta walk, we gon’ march
Ready for war, with my dog, we gon’ sparks
Started a tour, so I park my foreigns in the garage
Less is more, I pick and choose, keep playin’ it smart
Spend the dough, my coupe’s a sport, I lift up the doors
For these boys, the only thing I fear is God
Less is more, I pick and choose, keep playin’ it smart
Spend the dough, my coupe’s a sport, I lift up the doors
For these boys, the only thing I fear is God