"Under The Umbrella" lyrics
(feat. Upperclass Murdock)
[Lil Yee:]
(Oh my God, Kenny)
(P-LO, time to bring the bass back)
Yeah
Ain't nothin' realer, nothin' bigger, mix the swords with the umbrella
I been dancin' with the devil, AMG, I push the pedal
All these hoes on the line, gotta put you on my schedule
We got drums on guitars, rock band, heavy metal
I could put on for the ghetto, forty-ball without a bezel
You can ask my cuddy Bezzo, I ain't no man in the middle
Throwin' Cs, I'm from Central, stuffin' Ps in a rental
I got ties in the D, I fuck with Veeze off the dribble
To you, he 22nd Jim, but that's my brother, I call him Jimbo
They was sleepin' on the gang, wake 'em up, grab the pillow
About a profit, I need every single dollar confidential
Throwin' 4s, nigga, that was just me, Lee, and Ditto
1 Umbrella, them my brothers, 7.6s, baby missiles
I got choppers on deck, I know lil' Zay gon' get us there
I'm the one the team trust, shout out Bean, shout out Dust
Sometimes me, sometimes you, I told Sean forever us
[Lil Bean:]
1 Umbrella don't need security, we walked in white wop
I asked Rudy why he movin' slow, it's drank inside his pop
What's that sound? Know that's lil' Zay, he barkin' up the block
We got three Goyards, every one, inside, a chop
On the stage, fifty niggas, every one of us got a Glock
I told baby go to work just like she punchin' in a clock
On my soul, I bet you play the gang, you pass that bitch to opps
You see Jimbo with them glasses on, that mean you bitches got
Bner Kid, yeah, I'm a sure thing, can bet the house on
If that nigga ain't from the same cloth, then I can't vouch for him
She just gave a nigga ten bands for a housewarming
I ain't even get to hit it yet, she put her mouth on it
Every time you see the Bner Kid, I'm in my duffel bag
Niggas hatin', but that shit ain't workin', what's the fun in that?
Every song, that shit true story, this ain't no mumble rap
Say she done, but when I make a post, she gon' double back
[Upperclass Murdock:]
She keep askin' what my chain cost, bitch, it cost a lot
You see this clarity, these VS1s, my diamonds look like rocks
The hood lookin' like a dealership, got foreigns on the lawn
When you see them black trucks back-to-back, clear the block
See the difference is your nigga broke, see, me, I'm worth a lot
The whip BP, I'm tinted up, still ridin' with a chop
He ain't search me at the door, I'm on stage with a Glock
40 wild, forever us, ain't nothin' bigger than the mob
Ain't nothin' plain 'bout a nigga but the bezel on my watch
I go low-top Ricks, fat laces, Chrome socks
The bitch head so good, fuck around and made my toes lock
I'm not your regular artist, I'm one of the ones who bend blocks for real
[22nd Jim:]
1 Umbrella, that's the mafia, the motion ain't gon' stop
Fresh off the jet straight to a check, stopped pourin' fours inside a pop
ARPs that shoot missiles, bro wipe his nose with no tissue
7.6s go through walls, fuck with us, get your issue
Move the meanest, you seen us, ain't no comin' between us
No, we ain't lookin' for no smoke, but we ain't duckin' it neither
Ain't nothin' realer, nothin' bigger than the shit we done started
Play crazy if niggas want to, I got chops go retarded
And we surrounded by all Lee niggas
They pull up and they leave niggas
Control-alt-delete niggas
This foreign got no key, nigga
The mafia, 1 Umbrella, yeah, that's us
Pull up anywhere they want us, not a single chain tucked
[Lil Yee:]
1 Umbrella, them my brothers, 7.6s, baby missiles
I got choppers on deck, I know lil' Zay gon' get us there
I'm the one the team trust, shout out Bean, shout out Dust
Sometimes me, sometimes you, I told Sean forever us
[Lil Bean:]
1 Umbrella don't need security, we walked in white wop
I asked Rudy why he movin' slow, it's drank inside his pop
What's that sound? Know that's lil' Zay, he barkin' up the block
We got three Goyards, every one, inside, a chop
(Oh my God, Kenny)
(P-LO, time to bring the bass back)
Yeah
Ain't nothin' realer, nothin' bigger, mix the swords with the umbrella
I been dancin' with the devil, AMG, I push the pedal
All these hoes on the line, gotta put you on my schedule
We got drums on guitars, rock band, heavy metal
I could put on for the ghetto, forty-ball without a bezel
You can ask my cuddy Bezzo, I ain't no man in the middle
Throwin' Cs, I'm from Central, stuffin' Ps in a rental
I got ties in the D, I fuck with Veeze off the dribble
To you, he 22nd Jim, but that's my brother, I call him Jimbo
They was sleepin' on the gang, wake 'em up, grab the pillow
About a profit, I need every single dollar confidential
Throwin' 4s, nigga, that was just me, Lee, and Ditto
1 Umbrella, them my brothers, 7.6s, baby missiles
I got choppers on deck, I know lil' Zay gon' get us there
I'm the one the team trust, shout out Bean, shout out Dust
Sometimes me, sometimes you, I told Sean forever us
[Lil Bean:]
1 Umbrella don't need security, we walked in white wop
I asked Rudy why he movin' slow, it's drank inside his pop
What's that sound? Know that's lil' Zay, he barkin' up the block
We got three Goyards, every one, inside, a chop
On the stage, fifty niggas, every one of us got a Glock
I told baby go to work just like she punchin' in a clock
On my soul, I bet you play the gang, you pass that bitch to opps
You see Jimbo with them glasses on, that mean you bitches got
Bner Kid, yeah, I'm a sure thing, can bet the house on
If that nigga ain't from the same cloth, then I can't vouch for him
She just gave a nigga ten bands for a housewarming
I ain't even get to hit it yet, she put her mouth on it
Every time you see the Bner Kid, I'm in my duffel bag
Niggas hatin', but that shit ain't workin', what's the fun in that?
Every song, that shit true story, this ain't no mumble rap
Say she done, but when I make a post, she gon' double back
[Upperclass Murdock:]
She keep askin' what my chain cost, bitch, it cost a lot
You see this clarity, these VS1s, my diamonds look like rocks
The hood lookin' like a dealership, got foreigns on the lawn
When you see them black trucks back-to-back, clear the block
See the difference is your nigga broke, see, me, I'm worth a lot
The whip BP, I'm tinted up, still ridin' with a chop
He ain't search me at the door, I'm on stage with a Glock
40 wild, forever us, ain't nothin' bigger than the mob
Ain't nothin' plain 'bout a nigga but the bezel on my watch
I go low-top Ricks, fat laces, Chrome socks
The bitch head so good, fuck around and made my toes lock
I'm not your regular artist, I'm one of the ones who bend blocks for real
[22nd Jim:]
1 Umbrella, that's the mafia, the motion ain't gon' stop
Fresh off the jet straight to a check, stopped pourin' fours inside a pop
ARPs that shoot missiles, bro wipe his nose with no tissue
7.6s go through walls, fuck with us, get your issue
Move the meanest, you seen us, ain't no comin' between us
No, we ain't lookin' for no smoke, but we ain't duckin' it neither
Ain't nothin' realer, nothin' bigger than the shit we done started
Play crazy if niggas want to, I got chops go retarded
And we surrounded by all Lee niggas
They pull up and they leave niggas
Control-alt-delete niggas
This foreign got no key, nigga
The mafia, 1 Umbrella, yeah, that's us
Pull up anywhere they want us, not a single chain tucked
[Lil Yee:]
1 Umbrella, them my brothers, 7.6s, baby missiles
I got choppers on deck, I know lil' Zay gon' get us there
I'm the one the team trust, shout out Bean, shout out Dust
Sometimes me, sometimes you, I told Sean forever us
[Lil Bean:]
1 Umbrella don't need security, we walked in white wop
I asked Rudy why he movin' slow, it's drank inside his pop
What's that sound? Know that's lil' Zay, he barkin' up the block
We got three Goyards, every one, inside, a chop
