Understood lyrics

[Chorus]

Ayy, pull up puffing on the indo

Chevy sitting up on the 'renzos

Ol' head hit me with the head nod

Understood a nigga like 10-4

10-4, 10-4, 10-4

10-4, 10-4, 10-4

Ol' head hit me with the head nod

Understood a nigga like

[Verse 1]

Deep conversations 'bout language, which one you speak?

Lotta niggas claim bilingual, lie through they teeth

Try to talk money, it's on the tip of they tongue

You know the feeling when the words just outside your reach, yeah

Take a few steps in, you outside your territory

Make 'em lean back like Terror Squad when 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'll 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 'em pee on they self

I see the fire, I've been drinking Freon, I'm on the corner, feel like Deion

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 that heat rock

The Pete Rock head nod

[Chorus]

Ayy, pull up puffing on the indo

Chevy sitting up on the 'renzos

Ol' head hit me with the head nod

Understood a nigga like 10-4

10-4, 10-4, 10-4

10-4, 10-4, 10-4

Ol' head hit me with the head nod

Understood a nigga like

[Verse 2]

Yeah, we say a lot to say a little

And sometimes we say the most when we ain't really saying shit at all

Cottonmouth, 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

Now what that tell the world? I know you smelling me

My fingers recently wrestled the evergreen

Been a hundred proof, the message is ever clear

Speaking for the crew, I'm playing Miss Everdeen, peculiar

Yeah, I study Miss Peregrine, my pedigree

Duke Nukem, yo, you can Uber, just let it be

Falling outta harmony, be 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

This shit ain't that...

[Chorus]

Ayy, pull up puffing on the indo

Chevy sitting up on the 'renzos

Ol' head hit me with the head nod

Understood a nigga like 10-4, ay

10-4, 10-4, 10-4

10-4, 10-4, 10-4

Ol' head hit me with the head nod

Understood a nigga like

• Artist:Mick Jenkins
• Album:Pieces Of A Man (2018)