CASEY TRIP - UNDER THE HOOD FT. XCLUSIVE lyrics

Uh-Yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I guard her with a shield
Cause I know she my main

Me and my bitch flyin’
Higher than an airplane
I guard her with a shield
Cause I know she my main i trust nobody
But she know me by my first name
Slidin’ on these little bitches
Like I’m Max Payne i drew a stick up on that
Bitch and I got hella aim
Ion ever wanna hang around
These fuckin’ lames just like the 80’s
They be goofy doin’ cocaine
People like that prayin’ that you
Be fallin’ out the game

But I got the fuck up and
I got myself some extra change
You never had enough
So you be on my dick again

Oh! You didn’t know (know)
You really didn’t know (know)
I really had your hoe (hoe)
I roll up on my lone (own)
Always asking me to put on a smile
"CASEY, why you always gotta hide?"
I told you baby, I ain’t even down to ride
I got no side bae, but I got a bride
And I ain’t even gon give you
Credit even though you tried

Even though you tried even though you tried
Even though you tried

Yeah, yeah i got the juice, yeah
I got the glow, yeah
She tryna fuck, but ion really fuckin’ know
Yeah
All about this paper and this fuckin’ bag
Forget the past and them bitches
That I already had designer frames
20/20 vision, I can see through your lies
Keep the fakes out my circle
Only real niggas stay alive
Niggas stay in their feels
Be the ones who mainly simpin’
Never been a bitch blood
Always fuckin’ pimpin’
Keep that Glock tight in my lap
In case a nigga wanna try me
You can duck my fuckin’ hands
But these bullets never hidin’
Be the highest in the room
Face to face hit different
Never found a bitch like mine
I find myself sometimes slippin’

Blood on my shirt cASEY TRIP
ОЙДА (OIDA) oxxxymiron

Me and my bitch flyin’
Higher than an airplane
I guard her with a shield
Cause I know she my main i trust nobody
But she know me by my first name
Slidin’ on these little bitches
Like I’m Max Payne i drew a stick up on that
Bitch and I got hella aim
Ion ever wanna hang around
These fuckin’ lames just like the 80’s
They be goofy doin’ cocaine
People like that prayin’ that you
Be fallin’ out the game