Yuh! lyrics

[Intro]
(gosha)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Yuh! yuh! yuh! yuh!
Yuh! yuh! yuh! (b*tch!) (hold on)
Ayy! ayy! yuh! yuh!
b*tch! b*tch! b*tch! (hold on, hold on)

[Verse 1: LEX PAIN]
Give me top, on yo block I'm smoking sh*t
f*ck the cops, motherf*cking government
Thirty bands, b*tch that's what I'm covered in
Rubber bands for yo momma and yo cousin

[Hook]
b*tch I'm, (b*tch I'm) bossin' (Yuh!)
b*tch I'm, (b*tch I'm) bossin' (Yuh!)
b*tch I'm, (b*tch I'm) bossin' (Yuh!)
b*tch I'm, (b*tch I'm) bossin' (Yuh!)
Where he at, when I see him no discussion
b*tch, it's no discussion
b*tch, it's no discussion

[Verse 2: LEX PAIN]
Jump out the Porsche, man your mama is a whore
She be sucking di*k, in your hood door to door
Your girl is a groupie, she be f*ckin' for the sport
And you 'bout dumb as sh*t, acting like a dork
Dork, dork, I just be killing my boy
Mix a Henny with a Jamba Juice, got me feeling immortal
f*ck what they talking 'bout, roundhouse like roundabout
b*tch are you talking to me?
I run on the beat, they run on my meat
Pack a punch, I'm packing the heat
I feel like Dante, I'm 'bout to skeet
Feel like Ariana, all the caffеine
I feel like Kodak I fill the lеan
Man I feel like Zack Fox, brought a Camel to the club
Man that boy got two humps, I don't give no f*cks
Yuh! yuh! yuh! yuh! yuh!
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (b*tch)
b*tch!, b*tch!
b*tch!, b*tch!, b*tch!, b*tch!

[Verse 3: PACKGOD]
Drippin so hard that it's a crime
Ay yo for once I'm feeling fine
You f*ck on Reddit, you die
I throw this di*k like Poseidon

[?] like Hades
[?] too hard and they equip it like AC
I sip from my jack, Lex going crazy
Nobody safe when I take off the safety

(I got eyes on everyone I don't give a f*ck if you betray me (and that's on [?]))

[Verse 4: PACKGOD]
55 shots and not one of them grazed me
55 kills and not one of them phased me
[?] and sh*t, nobody could save me
Whole lotta ops and they all f*cking hate me
Shooters I'm rockin, they all f*cking crazy
My head is so f*cked, nobody could save me
Everybody gotta f*ck about
When they really thy to solve 'em just by shooting sh*t
Everybody look like a golbin, mothaf*cka riding [?] (b*tch!)
You might just catch a hit (b*tch!)
I might just rock your clip (yeah, b*tch!)
I'm on my murder sh*t (yeah, b*tch!)
So I'm gonna murder sh*t, b*tch! (Perfect!)