Underhand Calboy (Ft. Feb Larro)

[Intro]
(Alright, [?] Cartier)

[Chorus: Calboy]
Bitch, I've been that nigga, how you ain't heard of that?
Slap in that truck at what you want, this shit come on demand
Might fuck the ho, don't trust the ho, that bitch got OnlyFans
I swear my stick came with a drum like I play for the band
Don't put in work, get left behind, I hope you understand
At grandma house, I swear my dope, I serve that underhand
When I was young, I dreamed of paper plates and rubber bands
I ride with my nigga Murda, I sent 'bout four shots, hit his head
Uh

[Verse 1: Calboy]
Ayy, fuck nigga play them games, no, he ain't stoppin' shit
Yeah, ask bitch, "Wanna play crazy?", she ain't stoppin' shit
Yeah, we ain't just sayin' [?] rich, these niggas be opposite
Ayy, my dawg won't get him out the way, these niggas ain't stoppin' shit
Ayy, we had to smoke in the streets, my niggas won't speed, they think it's chicken, ayy
I did a dodge in a foreign, took 'em on a high speed, I ain't want no tickets
Shorty, I'll go everywhere, won't trip for my opps, them niggas bitches
I got hit 'cause I stood on the business, I can't [?]

[Chorus: Calboy]
Bitch, I've been that nigga, how you ain't heard of that?
Slap in that truck at what you want, this shit come on demand
Might fuck the ho, don't trust the ho, that bitch got OnlyFans
I swear my stick came with a drum like I play for the band
Don't put in work, get left behind, I hope you understand
At grandma house, I swear my dope, I serve that underhand
When I was young, I dreamed of paper plates and rubber bands
I ride with my nigga Murda, I sent 'bout four shots, hit his head