f#ckUHHb#tch Lyrics – 223Jerm

f#ckUHHb#tch Lyrics by 223Jerm

LAC ON THE f#ckIN BEAT
Hello uh hello?
Hello?
Uh what?

Ay yuh
It’s that-It’s that Jeremy type sh#t up in this sh#t you know
This is that-This that typa sh#t where you slap yo f#ckin momma type sh#t you know
When this sh#t f#ckin kicks in

You f#ckin bounce yo f#ckin head
And the person next to you who ain’t bounce they head you f#ck em up
FATALITY
See the clip

You get hit
Yeah I just hit a jug
Double box
Double pumps

b#tch you catch a slug
f#ck yo team
f#ck yo crew
b#tch f#ck yo mean mug

Diamonds from the Fiji b#tch aquafina
f#ck a b#tch you ain’t on no gang sh#t
I’m with my squad we kick in doors we bustin lick
f#ck this n#gg#s b#tch then she got a dick

I took off with her purse I took off with her chips
f#ck uh b#tch
f#ck uh b#tch
f#ck uh b#tch

f#ck uh b#tch
f#ck uh b#tch
f#ck uh b#tch
f#ck uh b#tch

f#ck uh b#tch
f#ck yo thot yeah you a hoe
f#ck uh b#tch
f#ck a thot yeah f#ck that hoe

Man f#ck that b#tch
New whip who this?
New b#tch who this?
I ain’t trippin bout a n#gg# If you really bout the sh#t then imma empty out the clips

Net worth
f#ck yo b#tch Netflix
If i’m ridin on a block and I see all my opps imma up the Mac 10’s and that sh#t
Imma let my nuts and my chang hang

And my n#gg#s around me do the same thing
Don’t we don’t gang bang but we got them things and we gone let em bang bang
f#ck switchin sides we just lane change
f#ck countin dimes that’s lame change

Got a side piece and the main thing
Asian lil hoe yeah used to call her “Lang Lang”
I f#ck the b#tch on the weekend
We freak on the weekend and she weakened

I give her back durin the week day
The weekend come back and we freakin
Diamonds on me got me freezin
They say i’m too hot but i’m chillin

They say i’m gleamin
They say I freeze time but i’m speedin
Cloudy
I’m takin and all the clout probably

I been ballin hard they tryna find me
They say they gone get me ain’t found me
Like i’m Timmy
I ride around town with the Tommy

n#gg#s say they gone come look
Then they come up missin they bodies
f#ck uh b#tch
f#ck yo thot yeah you a hoe

f#ck uh b#tch
f#ck a thot yeah f#ck that hoe
Man f#ck that b#tch
Yeah I claim for my gang and my gang claims me

Big sippin high tech and my sh#ts HD
f#ck with the squad you gone get beamed
p#ss# actin funny put him down 6 feet
And i’m smokin on spice

f#ck with them guns but I keep a knife
Out in the night
Hades sell me a pint
Horns on my head like the devil

f#ck uh b#tch
f#ck uh b#tch
f#ck uh b#tch
Ay yuh

f#ck uh b#tch
f#ck uh b#tch
f#ck uh b#tch
Ay yuh

I’m with my clique ay yuh
Servin zips ay yuh
We won’t miss ay yuh
RVR3 in this b#tch

f#ck yeah we RVR3 in this b#tch
f#ck yeah we RVR3 in this b#tch
RVR3 in this b#tch
Uh

RVR3 in this b#tch
And she gone
I’m all on my wrist now
Shootin my click how?

Shoot with my clip ow
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223Jerm Lyrics – f#ckUHHb#tch

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f#ckUHHb#tch