Released on January 27, 2017

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[Intro: Pouya]

Sleepin' on the couch, just tryna get it how I live

I got a few dollars on me, mane, I gotta get on my shit

Sellin' weed to my boys to get a lease on a Porsche

All these rappers know the Underground Underdog hold the torch

Don't play with my money, don't you make a stupid choice

You ain't 'bout that business, you ain't dyin' for your boys

Pull up to the show, they hear my voice, the crowd rejoice

I'm a God, baby, praise me, kiss my feet, get on your fours


[Chorus: Pouya]

Sleepin' on the couch, just tryna get it how I live

I got a few dollars on me, mane, I gotta get on my shit

Sellin' weed to my boys to get a lease on a Porsche

All these rappers know the Underground Underdog hold the torch

Don't play with my money, don't you make a stupid choice

You ain't 'bout that business, you ain't dyin' for your boys

Pull up to the show, they hear my voice, the crowd rejoice

I'm a God, baby, praise me, kiss my feet, get on your fours


[Verse 1: Fat Nick]

Drinked a pint tonight, so all my nightmares gettin' worse

Pussyboy don't want it, man, this Uzi dick gon' burst

Triple six forever, bitch, my lonely soul is cursed

And I'm only gettin' money, swervin' Porsches on the road

Bitch, I'm so twisted, these Perkys I'm takin'

Got love for no bitch, so hell no I'm not cakin'

Your clique they all fakin', you people they hatin'

I'm six-figure stuntin', my chain it keep weighin'

Totin' my Nina, it's spraying

My money stay pilin', yours vacant (Skrrt)

No fronts, bitch, I only do payments

Fuck the show up 'til the blood hits the pavement


[Chorus: Pouya]

Sleepin' on the couch, just tryna get it how I live

I got a few dollars on me, mane, I gotta get on my shit

Sellin' weed to my boys to get a lease on a Porsche

All these rappers know the Underground Underdog hold the torch

Don't play with my money, don't you make a stupid choice

You ain't 'bout that business, you ain't dyin' for your boys

Pull up to the show, they hear my voice, the crowd rejoice

I'm a God, baby, praise me, kiss my feet, get on your fours


[Verse 2: Pouya]

She told me to go to Hell

I told her I'm already on my way over there, ain't nobody care

Keep a gun on me 'cause life ain't fair, I swear

These hoes wanna get to my share

Got cash on me, I'm no square

Underground Underdog, better beware

When I geeked on these rappers right under their chair

Yuh, fuck you and yo' mama, bitch

I cannot relate, lil' bitch

I'm sick of these faces, bitch

Everyone wanna be famous, bitch

FTP, bitch, suck my dick

Fuck around, get hit with the stick

Underground Underdog

Run around with a gun deep in my drawers


[Chorus: Pouya]

Sleepin' on the couch, just tryna get it how I live

I got a few dollars on me, mane, I gotta get on my shit

Sellin' weed to my boys to get a lease on a Porsche

All these rappers know the Underground Underdog hold the torch

Don't play with my money, don't you make a stupid choice

You ain't 'bout that business, you ain't dyin' for your boys

Pull up to the show, they hear my voice, the crowd rejoice

I'm a God, baby, praise me, kiss my feet, get on your fours