Final Destination Lyrics - The Underachievers

Uh, vision like Tarantino, Tarot card said I'm a leader 

On terrace blowing reefer, this shit might just blow your speaker 

Sit back, recline my feet up, bitch so bad she get a D+ 

Don't let them lies deceive ya, ain't no preacher go'n free ya 

No limit young miller, walked the Earth like Godzilla 

Frequent deposit gain and profit like some God niggas 

We be the topic, open optic see the large picture 

Don't need facade we going hard don't let the law with us 

Go go til' I'm finished, yeah, my eyes like Forest Whitaker 

Step through lookin' sinister, she bless me like the minister 

Stomach for my dinner plus why y'all fools lookin' thin as fuck 

'Chout for my agenda breh 

No seconds I'm a winner, yeah 

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Nigga grip, apply the pressure, load the clip with sixty rounds 

Niggas frontin' on the set but, yeah, I bet they see me now 

Niggas flip up off the shit but bet that shit come back around 

Spent a check upon the set I think we blew like fifty pounds 

Put the bag out, I can't do the cash out 

Never was a trick ain't spending shit for me to smash out 

Smokin' 'till she pass out 

She sippin' to the last drop 

Pimpin', see me walkin' with a limp 

Yeah, I'm the man now 

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Herbal essence xanny sippin' copped a pound of smoke don't flip it 

Nickname Iron Man the legend in the game like Cal Ripken nigga 

Twitter finger dissin' kidnap him, we get him missin' 

Resurrect the Junior M.A.F.I.A. the new age on commission 

Know these chicks in the snow they like to sniff that powder 

I'm finessin' up off the green you know I love the sour 

My niggas call me for the flex I showed up in a hour 

You know we gettin' to the checks that paper came with power 

Kickin' bitches out like Pam nigga, I ain't call a cab 

New York gritty in my veins don't get ya lil' homie smacked 

Blow the reefer by the pound 

Propeller flying off the gram, circus niggas fuck with clown 

My team the lion tamers style 

Thoughts is worth a million, I know pennies out my mouth, yeah yeah 

I twist my wrist I'm whippin' nigga never drought, yeah yeah 

That beemer dippin', reefer kickin fuckin' loud, yeah yeah 

And all my kings is on a mission for the crown you hear me now 

Nigga grip, apply the pressure load the clip with sixty rounds 

Niggas front it on the set but, yeah, I bet they see me now 

Niggas flip up off the shit but bet that shit come back around 

Spent a check upon the set I think we blew like fifty pounds 

Put the bag out, I can't do the cash out 

Never was a trick ain't spending shit for me to smash out 

Smokin' 'till she pass out 

She sippin' to the last drop 

Pimpin', see me walkin' with a limp 

Yeah, I'm the man now 

Yeah nigga I'm the man now 

Slippin' thats a man down 

Sippin' in this bathhouse 

She quick to pull her pants down 

Gotta keep my distance cause these girls think I'm their man now 

Circle don't get bigger 

No new niggas on my campground 

Yeah nigga I'm the man now 

Slippin' thats a man down 

Sippin' in this bathhouse 

She quick to pull her pants down 

Gotta keep my distance cause these girls think I'm they man now 

Circle don't get bigger 

No new niggas on my campground 

Nigga grip, apply the pressure load the clip with sixty rounds 

Niggas front it on the set but, yeah, I bet they see me now 

Niggas flip up off the shit but bet that shit come back around 

Spent a check upon the set I think we blew like fifty pounds 

Put the bag out, I can't do the cash out 

Never was a trick ain't spending shit for me to smash out 

Smokin' 'till she pass out 

She sippin' to the last drop 

Pimpin', see me walkin' with a limp 

Yeah, I'm the man now