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Underdogs

Underdogs lyrics by Yung Pinch. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah That's it right there, Gnealz Ayy Beach boy in this woe, do my thing then I go Gave 'em my sauce, let 'em...

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Underdogs

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Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

That's it right there, Gnealz

Ayy

Beach boy in this woe, do my thing then I go

Gave 'em my sauce, let 'em have it

Oh, whoa

Take all the fame, I don't want it

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (gave 'em my sauce, gave 'em my sauce, let 'em have it)

I gave 'em they sauce, let 'em have it (let 'em have it)

Take all the fame, I don't want it (I don't want it)

Leave my name outta the credits

Underdogs, don't you ever forget it

Cut that ho off like a savage (like a savage)

I thought this here what you wanted (what you wanted)

Tell 'em, fuck what they expected

Underdogs turning into them legends

I thought this here what you wanted, ayy

I thought this here what you wanted (I thought this here what you wanted)

I thought this here what you wanted

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

I thought this here what you wanted, ayy

I thought this here what you wanted (I thought this here what you wanted)

I thought this here what you wanted

Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah

Came up and dropped outta college, yeah

Beach boy hit the road, figured I had enough knowledge

Ran up a checks, started adding on mileage

Yeah, yeah

Everybody got goals, not everybody's get accomplished

Look, I mean let's just be honest

How many Rollies you've saved?

How many homies you've paid?

Hold up, wait, don't think we on the same page

I'm tryna make hella bread, run this shit up 'til I'm dead ('til I'm dead)

You trynna flex for the feds, ain't nobody too impressed (no)

Lil' boy

Need to check in with yo parents (yo parents)

Go home 'fore you get embarrassed (get embarrassed)

This ain't the life that you wanted (you wanted)

Underdogs never get credit (no credit)

Shit get to your head if you let it (you let it)

Focus on you, fuck the drama (ayy)

Yung P gon' get to these commas

One way or another

We gon make it someday (someday)

Don't wanna see us getting paid

They just wanna ride up on our wave

I gave 'em they sauce, let 'em have it (let 'em have it)

Take all the fame, I don't want it (I don't want it)

Leave my name outta the credits

Underdogs, don't you ever forget it

Cut that ho off like a savage (like a savage)

I thought this here what you wanted (what you wanted)

Tell 'em, fuck what they expected

Underdogs turning into them legends

I thought this here what you wanted, ayy

I thought this here what you wanted (I thought this here what you wanted)

I thought this here what you wanted

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

I thought this here what you wanted, ayy

I thought this here what you wanted (I thought this here what you wanted)

I thought this here what you wanted

Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah

Because I, I was young once, too

And I'll tell you somethin'

The fact that you're here and doin' as well

As you're doin' gives me, what do you call it motivization?

Lil' boy

We just getting started

Me and G turn up the party

Shawty seen us and she choosing, yeah

She like the way that we moving, ayy

Fuck that lil' bitch, she a thottie

Come get your bitch, she been naughty

I'm in the booth going stupid, yeah

This beat go fucking retarded

Ayy, yeah

This beat go fucking retarded, ayy

Me and G turn up the party

I thought this ain't what you wanted

Ironic, yeah

She see my wave now she on it

Shawty turnt up off the Henny

Told her I don't need friends, I got plenty, yeah

Party

Can't get her hands off my body

Love when she shaking that booty, ayy

Come here and back it up on me

Thottie, yeah

She give me head when she shotty

Ride down the coast, smoke on some dope

Pour up and sip, it's a hobby

I got the juice, I'm from the juice

Underdog like Rocky, ayy

My bitches hot like wasabi

Come to the coast cause she want me

Left you at home 'cause you boring

Fuck on that bitch while you snoring

Yeah, yeah

I thought this here what you wanted

Tell 'em, fuck what they expected

Underdogs turning into them legends

One way or another

We gon make it someday

Don't wanna see us getting paid

They just wanna ride up on our wave

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