UNDERGROUND RETREATS - WEAK Lyrics

Dat shit weak
Dat shit weak
Dat shit weak
Dat shit weak
Took a week
To get elite
Cannot sleep
Get on yo knees

Get on yo knees and suck dat dick you f*cking hoe
Yall sippin lines bitch I been pouring fos
I'm way too crazy , to go do coke
And she a rager , I grab her throat

I grab her throat , I grab that hoe
I f*ck dat bit , ain't on low
I got guap , das fo show
They be hating , I ain't know
I got guala on dollars
They b hating on me I bought yo main birch Prada

I bought you main bitch a bag a bag cuz you couldn't
I been doing all this shit you thought I wouldn't
Ran ran ran thru the game like I'm suge bitch
I really love dis life , I really do this

Dat shit weak
Dat shit weak
Dat shit weak
Dat shit weak
Took a week
To get elite
Cannot sleep
Get on yo knees

I can't tip my driver he drivin too slow
This big body gon rip up the road
And I switch to the lamb but I feel like the goat
Cuz I'm dripped in all white bitch I feel like the pope

And this fit from Italy it's fresh off the boat
Gotta be kiddin me you can't sit in this rolls

All these chains imma choke,
If you want I could coach
How to bust down a patek w nothin but enamel
Got bitches on cam get to humpin like camel
She wet as a lake imma paddle and paddle
The back of the pad look like magic Atlanta
These niggas outlandish
I'm constantly havin
In love w this fashion and they rockin thrasher,

In love w this fashion and they rockin thrasher,

Man that shit weak


Dat shit weak
Dat shit weak
Dat shit weak
Dat shit weak
Took a week
To get elite
Cannot sleep
Get on yo knees