KING OF THE UNDERGROUND

[Chorus]
Way we posted got em starin
Way we sittin got em glarin
Shit we spittin hot like flaring
Now we blastin’, bullets bearin
Spin the chamber round
Rule the underground
Wear a crown upon my head
Cus I done run this town

[Verse]
King of the genre
What the fuck even this beat
Shoutout Bop, shoutout R10T!
We be strayin from defeat
On our feet, we move in silence
Ain’t no murder in the dark
Grab a Glock up out the trap house
Bullets fly, you see them spark
Switchin the flow cus I’m feelin myself
Ain’t nobody around to keep up wit my health
Now my wealth gon be hittin the intergalactic
We hid in the attic, they say to come out
Hittin my limit, my morals on Jiminy Cricket
I’m spittin too fast, they gon give me a ticket
I’m leakin my clout, it come out of the spicket
I’m riggin the game, try to get myself in it
Winnin, ain't no way we falling
Sinnin, yall know satan callin
Ain’t gon pick up, he be bitter
He stay jealous how I’m ballin
Rappin, shit be sped up just to
Fit on top this beat
Way I speak gon make yall fed up
So just control alt delete
Please remove yourself from situations
I dont want ya damn relations
Goin hard with sigilcore
Or digi, either way I’m elevatin
Hittin brand new skys
Gonna fly out the way
Anyday, I can smoke yall out
Just gimme bit of time

[Chorus]
Way we posted got em starin
Way we sittin got em glarin
Shit we spittin hot like flaring
Now we blastin’, bullets bearin
Spin the chamber round
Rule the underground
Wear a crown upon my head
Cus I done run this town