Undercover Lyrics

Yeah

I'm feeling undercover, how you flying so high

Kick it back in summer, now you're doing it right

Only make you wonder, you wanna piece of the pie

Now she want another, with a bit on the side

Now we stay up all night, all night

Party til' the sun rise, sun rise

Yeah you know it feels right, feels right

Never really had a type, so we gotta roll the dice

Alright girl, I see you in the saint Lauren

Now you're preing up my creps, their Off-White Jordan

I don't really wanna flex, but you weren't certain

Come and hit me with a text, like the game is on

Your girl, she chat a lot

She wanna back it up

Don't wanna settle but, the P's I bag em' up

Didn't mean to make her laugh, but now she crackin' up

We out in Paris Bae, we in the Capital

Fly a' fly away, come with me to Saint-Tropez

Baby come ride, come ride the wave

A place we don't know the time and day (What's that)

Now it's looking likely, hold the chain around the front, it's too icey

She seeming like a wifey type, kinda feisty type

We the pricey kind, oh nah nah

I'm feeling undercover, how you flying so high

Kick it back in summer, now you're doing it right

Only make you wonder, you wanna piece of the pie

Now she want another, with a bit on the side

Now we stay up all night, all night

Party til' the sun rise, sun rise

Yeah you know it feels right, feels right

Never really had a type, so we gotta roll the dice

She said she want it right now now

Take a trip, head out of town, we're going down south

I pick you up and then you're never going down down

I got a hide out, that's in Bali, yeah I know you wanna find out (Yeah)

Tell me the price, it's nothing major

Got a brand new watch, now come and shake up

Come and shake up, work it like your day job

On the grind, like a real money maker

Took her for a drink on Monday

But she wanna come mine of Tuesday (Oh no)

Now she getting in the pasey, it's a 2 seater, there ain't a back seat (Now now)

Bend it (Yeah), like you're Beckham

One shot, no Smith and to the Wesson

Number 7, but just you that's in my section

Are you the one, or are you coming up second

I'm feeling undercover, how you flying so high

Kick it back in summer, now you're doing it right

Only make you wonder, you wanna piece of the pie

Now she want another, with a bit on the side

Now we stay up all night, all night

Party til' the sun rise, sun rise

Yeah you know it feels right, feels right

Never really had a type, so we gotta roll the dice

Like nah nah, your like yeah yeah yeah

Stop and stare, they like where, where, where

She got a Beema, now she getting in my Benz

Straight 10 out of 10, oh nah nah nah (Yeah)