(What’d I tell you about [?]?)
Huh
Boom, boom
Huh, huh
Graah, faa-faa, faa-faa, graah, graah
Graah, graah
Huh
n#gg#s be cappin’, they out here just jackin’ my style
These broke n#gg#s really just need to practice what they preach
We caught that boy lackin’, he talkin’ sh#t on live
We totin’ them sticks and Berettas, we shootin’ like BO3
Hit a thot with a BRB
My b#tch bad, she’ll BRB
Poppin’ these Percs, n#gg#, we gettin’ geeked
f#ck a n#gg# b#tch and then Houdini
f#ck the Lambo, I want an SRT
[?], n#gg#, we gon’ see
A n#gg# getting cooked, Chef Boyardee
Sub Urban “UH OH!” Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified
Damn, we not the same, n#gg#, stop playin’
n#gg# get cooked with the Glock, like a frying pan
You a sweet pеanut butter n#gg#, Peter Pan
Up thе Glock, I’ll make ’em do the running man
Bullets hit his f#ckin’ back, bet he’ll never run again
Six feet deep, #ss n#gg#, like it’s Slenderman
[?] this my money dance
Whole lot of racks, whole, whole lot of f#cking bands
Twenty racks, fifty racks, I’m ’bout to get a hundred bands
n#gg#, I ball like D. Rose, n#gg#, [?]
n#gg# simped to an E-girl and lost all his f#ckin’ bands
Don’t be askin’ for no handouts, hoe, I stand out
Your b#tch give me that good slop with her #ss out
n#gg#s be cappin’, they out here just jackin’ my style
These broke n#gg#s really just need to practice what they preach
We caught that boy lackin’, he talkin’ sh#t on live
We totin’ them sticks and Berettas, we shootin’ like BO3
Hit a thot with a BRB
My b#tch bad, she’ll BRB
Poppin’ these Percs, n#gg#, we gettin’ geeked
f#ck a n#gg# b#tch and then Houdini
f#ck the Lambo, I want an SRT
[?], n#gg#, we gon’ see
A n#gg# getting cooked, Chef Boyardee
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