Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Understood, artist - Mick Jenkins. Album song Pieces of a Man, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cinematic, Free Nation
Song language: English
Understood |
Ay, pull up puffin' on the indo |
Chevy sitting up on Lorenzo’s |
Old head hit me with the head nod |
Understood a nigga like 10−4 |
Old head hit me with the head nod |
Understood a nigga like |
Deep conversations about language, which one you speak? |
A lot of niggas claim bilingual, lie through they teeth |
Tryna talk money, it’s on the tip of they tongue |
You know the feeling when the word’s just outside your reach? |
Take a few steps in you outside your territory |
Make em lean back like Terror Squad when you’re telling stories |
Or even like you got the ac' in ya |
So many different vernacular perspective and points |
Went from selecting electives to collecting the coins |
To rejecting investments, to connecting with legends |
And stressing acceptance |
To fuck it I write with my left, I’m finessing this joint with my right |
To bring the light, like a key on a kite |
The rolling thunder make them pee on theyself |
I see the fire, I’ve been drinking Freon |
I’m on the corner, feel like Dion with these Cowboys |
Don’t speak snake with these Malfoys though |
No sweat on my towel boy flow |
Brought the funk like an outhouse |
The bumps like a bounce house |
And spit like the beatbox the heat rock the Pete Rock Headnod |
Ay, pull up puffin' on the indo |
Chevy sitting up on Lorenzo’s |
Old head hit me with the head nod |
Understood a nigga like 10−4 |
Old head hit me with the head nod |
Understood a nigga like |
Yeah, we say a lot to say a little |
And sometimes we say the most when we ain’t really saying shit at all |
Cotton mouth, I swear I spit it all |
I spit it all on the paper |
I’m twisting all of this paper |
I’m spending all of this paper, for retail therapy |
Brim low, they still can tell it’s me |
They say they want the kid in Tel Aviv |
And what that tell the world? |
I know you’re smelling me |
My fingers recently wrestled the evergreen |
Been 100 proof, the message is everclear |
Speaking for the crew, I’m playing Ms. Everdeen |
Peculiar? |
Yeah, I study Ms. Peregrine, my pedigree? |
Duke Nukem, yo Eukanuba just let it be |
Falling out of harmony, we singing different melodies |
Really ain’t spoke the same language in a long time |
Both like to claim it’s only 'cause the different latitude |
Long lines at shows got me distant with my attitude |
A matador, I know you mad at me |
I ain’t even mad at you, Not good with math… |
Ay, pull up puffin' on the indo |
Chevy sitting up on Lorenzo’s |
Old head hit me with the head nod |
Understood a nigga like 10−4 |
Old head hit me with the head nod |
Understood a nigga like |