The Underachievers Rep The Set Lyrics

Ya, ya, ay
Ya, ya, ay (Dawnie Narko, Dawnie Narko, Dawnie Narko)

Rep the set, for claiming neutral
Twist my fingers, like I'm muted
Niggas act up, shoot a movie
Make 'em backup, with the Uzi
No contractor, get excluded
We let loose on all intruders
Find my peace from smoking Buddha
Turn my dreams into my future ay

I get racks all day, I smoke packs all day
I'm the great, call me Cassius Clay
Sting you with that Ray okay, let's go
Highly medicated dro
In my lungs that's all I blow
Your girl know me as the Pope
She speak in tongues I bless her soul
Soon as I hit it, I quit it, I'm ghost
Ain't got no time to be checking these hoes
Finish the pack, hit the block, where the dope
And the shit get to high, but it ain't for the low
From the beginning, we seen it, no need to be hidden, just stick to motherfucking code
Breaking the system like I was Neo
But no I ain't the one that be liking the smoke
Got some shooters here with me, they strapped with the pole
And them clips make you dance when I tell 'em to blow
Told my momma don't panic I'm king in the throne
Had to go in on my own
Reppin' the trey 'til I'm gone

Rep the set, for claiming neutral
Twist my fingers, like I'm muted
Niggas act up, shoot a movie
Make 'em backup, with the uzi
No contractor, get excluded
We let loose on all intruders
Find my peace from smoking Buddha
Turn my dreams into my future ay

Godly living, but the son of Satan
I don't run from fire, learning to embrace it
There's a beast living, and he can't contain it
I'm like Naruto a nine-tail in my making
Now she's sniffin' and blow by the kilo
I mix the Henny with the Clicquot
Shorty on her knees like cathedrals
Trying to send a prayer with a neck
I got the best, sip a gelato, the meds
I twist it and burn up the bandz
Hop out and flex
Bitch, and I'm grippin' a ten
I'm mixin' and sippin' the tech
I blow the finest crops
Rubber band round my knot's
It's thicker then all you got
I call the shots
Duckin' from all the cops
These niggas be callin' drops
Niggas shootin' with no aim
Hittin' anybody standin' what we sprayin'
I back a nigga mother down for the safe
I pack a nigga out, he thinkin' we playin'
Shorty fucked me in the Range Rove
Told me thank you it was like her main goal
Niggas moving when I say so
And I'd do the same for my main bros

Rep the set, for claiming neutral
Twist my fingers, like I'm muted
Niggas act up, shoot a movie
Make 'em backup, with the uzi
No contractor, get excluded
We let loose on all intruders
Find my peace from smoking Buddha
Turn my dreams into my future ay (Dawnie Narko, Dawnie Narko, Dawnie Narko)