Underground Sound (feat. Brae)

[Joey Valence]

Alright, y'all, we bouta rewind

We bouta take you way, way back

This ain't no grape gang, you know what m' sayin'

Here we take a trip into the underground

Bumpin' that underground

Bumpin' that underground

Bumpin' that underground

Bumpin' that underground

I bring back that sound

The kind that makes you go: Wow

Bass hit you with the boom pow

I'm party rockin' with that old-school style

Bumpin' that underground ever since I was a child

Fresh like a farmer's market

I only wear shorts with no pockets

Y’all wanna-bes be mocking

Well ya better shut ya mouth fore I zip it and lock it

I'm an originator, smooth flow creator

To the odd ones out is who I cater

I'm a clown, It’s not just for show

With a beastie flow when I rock the microphone

I'ma hit you with the boom-bap

Make the room slap

Lemme take you way way back

Kids all calling me whack

But I'm bringing back a sound that you can’t so take that

[Chorus - Joey Valence]

Bumpin' that underground

Bumpin' that underground

Bumpin' that underground

Bumpin' that underground

[Brae]

Sound is classic like Coke

But I'm new like Mountain Dew, what’s new?

Stay drippin' like Fiji

Overalls, One shoulder, BDG

Used to get clowned in school for my last name

Had dummies callin' me Luigi

Don’t test me, you don’t want smoke

I’ll lock you up and slam the door like a knock-knock joke

Knick knack patty wack - Give a boy a stack

I’ll head to Foot Locker and I’ll blow a few racks

Tracksuit, Adidas, all black

Can someone please get me a snack?

Baller didn’t do the chain

But I don’t feel lame

Cause all these ladies know my name

Hey, Brae, hey, baby

Let’s kick it later, maybe?

[Joey Valence]

Bumpin' that underground

Bumpin' that underground

Bumpin' that underground

Bumpin' that underground

Now bring it around back with that beat that is bumpin'

Young MCs on the mic keep 'em jumpin'

Healthy breakfast 'fore I get my lunch in

A glass of OJ and a captain crunch crunchin’

I'm hot, check your temperature, you’re not

Step off ya gonna get got

I run a marathon in high socks and flip-flops

Now stop, make 'em drop

Bass is groovin'

Bodies are movin'

Y’all wanna tune in

To see what we doing

So call up the 90s and give 'em a ring

Tell 'em they might just have the next big thing

Bumpin' that underground

Bumpin' that underground

Bumpin' that underground

Bumpin' that underground

Bumpin' that underground

Bumpin' that underground

Bumpin' that underground

Bumpin' that underground