EastGawd Seli & Chapo - You Understand Lyrics

You the one that's fronting the grams?
(You understand?)
Riding round with a lot of them bands
(You understand?)
Aye, we ain't really switching the plan
(You understand?)
People talking man they sounding like they fans. (you understand?)
Aye, These women got you boys in a jam
(You understand)
Boy I heard you told the law on ya mans
(You understand?)
You know what happens when
You running ya mouth?
(You understand)
Imma send them hitters right to your house
(You understand?) yeah

Riding with the jewls them Motherf***kers
Be glowing People frowning around
The city like "what the hell is they on"
New shit, n***a new shit yeah, true shit
Blue strips and my team lit on some G shit

Might just take a trip to the store
(You understand)
I Been known to get that paper then go
(You understand)
Aye, shout outs to my boys in the Nola
(You understand)
No I don't dance I got that glock in my pants
I don't got time shake hands

I might touch down in yo city but if we ain't cool
I don't check in, she move them feet like she stepping. 9 Double M be the weapon
My Diamonds might dance like they Usher, baby these are my confessions
They got a bag and they blew it, I guess they ain't learn they lesson

You the one that's fronting the grams?
(You understand?)
Riding round with a lot of them bands
(You understand?)
Aye, we ain't really switching the plan
(You understand?)
People talking man they sounding like they fans (you understand?)
Aye, These women got you boys in a jam
(You understand)
Boy I heard you told the law on ya mans
(You understand?)
You know what happens when
You running ya mouth?
(You understand)
Imma send them hitters right to your house
(You understand?)

Yeah Chapo coming
For bandz
Ya understand?
Don't come here
Asking for grams
Ya understand?
F*ck Nigga I ain't
Tryna shake hands
Ya understand?
Aye my mama said
They ain't yo friends
Ya understand?
Cause Nigga's
Ain't playing for keeps
They can't wait
To see me 6 feet
But I'm coming
Straight from the east
Yeah I'm coming
Straight from the streets
Gotta get the bag
Then invest it
I fell in love
With investments
Gotta teach
The adolescents
How to overcome
Great depression
I get It I get it
I got it
Either you real
Or you fake
Or you flodgin
Yo bitches be
Choosing
I'm dodging
I Can't trust you
She might
Try to rob me
Guns singing
Like Whitney & Bobby
Got hittas that wait
In the lobby
Say f*ck it
And kill everybody
This rap shit
It ain't just
My hobby
Chapo

You the one that's fronting the grams?
(You understand?)
Riding round with a lot of them bands
(You understand?)
Aye, we ain't really switching the plan
(You understand?)
People talking man they sounding like they fans. (you understand?)
Aye, These women got you boys in a jam
(You understand)
Boy I heard you told the law on ya mans
(You understand?)
You know what happens when
You running ya mouth?
(You understand)
Imma send them hitters right to your house
(You understand?) yeah