UGS 2025 TOP 10 CYPHER Lyrics – Underground Sound

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Ayo, Eli, what the fu*k?
My last day on earth (What?), I just hope I die rich
You want my lifestyle, tell me, what you gon’ sacrifice for it
Grew up as a quiet kid, it’s the time for me to talk my s*it
Grew up with no money, took some time for me to look like this
Dress like this, put some diamonds on my wrist
I flexed on all my old hoes just to show them what they missed
Huh, treat this s*it like Death Note, put my opps on one big list
Huh, w-when I see him out, I pull my Glock then blow a kiss
(Huh, leh’ go)
Big K3, b!tch (Ou, s*it)
Ayo, Eli, what the fu*k?
Tchyeah
I-I-I might pull up, three baddies, that’s a hat-trick
Gymnastics, yeah, I made the money backflip
(??) swaggers in my jeans, I don’t practice
Book a flight to Cali’, LA shawties love my accent (OI!)
L-L-LA shawties love my accent
Book a flight to Cali’, LA shawties love my accent
Rackies in my pocket, money longer than a (??)
When I stand on stage, women faint, Michael Jackson
If I dress (??), (??) not a hundreds
Put my phone on D.N.D, (??) ’bout some munyun
YT going up, I’m ’bout to blow just like a trumpet
She found out that I’m rich, now she talking ’bout some crumpets (O-OI!)
Huh, had to tell her, “You the one, b!tch”
G-G-Girl, I live a really fast life, you don’t want this
Samurian powers, spending Euros in my fast ting
You didn’t have to say you had a man, I weren’t asking
Talking ’bout some bands, I get a lot like I’m parking
(??) these demons, say “These bands, it’s a fast ting”
(??) his- (??) his own n!gga tryna talk (??)
You’re still in the DMs, (??) me in her apartment
Tchyeah
Tchyeah, tch-tchyeah
Model with me, skinny pockets fat like Eric Cartman

Tchyeah, tchyeah
M-M-Model with me, skinny pockets fat like Eric Cartman
(Bhristo, talk to ’em, slime)

Yeah
Huh, yeah (B!tch)
Huh, Super Saiyan, b!tch
Got a hundred damn b!tches turning 19 when I’m ’bout to buy my second blick
Why the fu*k you talk so much when you know you full of s*it?
I got poles in the (??)
You should pull up, only if I fu*k with you, that’s it
My life (??) shows, straight movie and clips
Eat the guap for my chips, (??), here’s a snip
I got 55, my clip, (??) got some ribs
I can whip this vert with this lil’ Uzi like the lift
I don’t need to breathe, I just want a beat, that’s my gift
She want me to breathe, she (??) me, throw the sticks
He keep asking me “Where we go”, like, damn, I ain’t even hear it
(??), (??), way more (??)
I know why they act so jealous, ’cause I’m (??)