[Intro]
(Bitch)
Yeah, you know, 1900 (My n***a Jonny got another one)
N***a, Jonny got another one, n***a
Ya' hear me (my, my nig this shit's stu-y boi)

[Chorus]
Misunderstood
Had to call her back and tell that hoe what's good
Cruisin down your block, cruisin' in your hood
Yuh, (yeah) misunderstood yuh, (Uh-huh)
Oh no were fuckin again
We can be more than just friends
Ahh whatever it is (Nah) I don't even know what to do
(bitch)
Ahh whatever bitch, I don't even know what to do (Uh-huh)
Ahh whatever bitch, I don't even know what to do

[Verse 1]
Look, picked the bitch up and told her ride with me (Come on)
Aye bitch we got it poppin' you can come and see (Sho' tho')
I'm off of Cadillac I'm from PBG (Yeah)
Lil baby this a benz this a sixty three (Vroom)
Aye I fuck with you though we could be more than friends (Huhh)
We can take it to the top I'll see you at the end (See you at the top, bitch)
Aye just meet me at the spot if you ain't got no plans
And grab some plastic and bring some rubber bands
[Chorus]
Misunderstood(ooh)
Had to call her back and tell that hoe what's good
Cruisin down your block, cruisin' in your hood
Yeah, misunderstood yeah
(ooh) Oh no were fuckin again
We can be more than just friends
Ahh whatever bitch, I don't even know what to do
(bitch)
Whatever bitch, I don't even know what to do
Ahh whatever bitch, I don't even know what to do

Verse 2
Look (ooh), aye fuck with me tho' I'm the n***a now (Fo' sho)
I pick them bitches up and put them bitches down
Got them n***as tuckin' chains when we come around (We come around)
Lil bro took ninety somethin' years tryna gun em' down (Murder, n***as)
Look the whole city know who the hardest (That's me, n***a)
Homicide know about me check my charges (Look me up tho')
Way before this rap shit we got our target (Boww)
A hundred Crips hangin' at the Joe's Market

Chorus
Misunderstood(ooh)
Had to call her back and tell that hoe what's good
Cruisin down your block, cruisin' in your hood
Yeah, misunderstood yeah
(ooh) Oh no were fuckin again
We can be more than just friends
Ahh whatever bitch, I don't even know what to do
(bitch)
Whatever bitch, I don't even know what to do
Ahh whatever bitch, I don't even know what to do
Verse 3
Yeah, I've been around the world it's time to make it pop
I do a tour and link up with Crips up in every spot (Crips)
From the heights, I gang banged on every block (Yeah)
Kill them n***as i aim and bust every shot (Bow, bow, bow)
Them n***as soft they get mad and run to the gram
You ain't put shit on the news you a fuckin' ham (Fuckin' ham)
You boys don't carry no guns so ima make you scram
You put your hands on me? shit sound like a scam (Crazy)

[Verse 1-ish]
Look, picked the bitch up and told her ride with me (Come on)
Aye bitch we got it poppin' you can come and see (Sho' tho')
I'm off of Cadillac I'm from PBG (PBG)
Lil baby this a benz this a sixty three (yeah)
Aye I fuck with you though we could be more than friends ('sho)
We can take it to the top I'll see you at the end (to the top)
Aye just meet me at the spot if you ain't got no plans
And grab some plastic and bring some rubber bands

[Chorus]
Misunderstood(ooh)
Had to call her back and tell that hoe what's good
Cruisin down your block, cruisin' in your hood
Yeah, (uh huh) misunderstood yeah
(ooh) Oh no were fuckin again(not gunna lie)
We can be more than just friends (don't get too tied up with a n***a bitch)
Ahh whatever bitch, I don't even know what to do(we might have to go our separate ways, you know?)
(bitch)
Whatever bitch, (it be like that) I don't even know what to do
Ahh whatever bitch, I don't even know what to do