​uhhh lyrics

by

Zack Fox


[Intro]
You made that?
Yeah
Here's a little somethin' 'bout my DJ
Brr, yeah
Back again
Here's a little somethin' 'bout my D-

[Verse 1]
Ho, sit down, I got cash I need to calculate
Soon as I walk up in this b*tch, the opps evacuate
Choppin' up them blades, brought the choppas to a dinner date
Ridin' 'round hot, drop the top, I need to ventilate
b*tch ring the bell, beat a n*gga like I'm Triple H
Whip red as hell, b*tch I'm bleeding down the interstate
All my n*ggas hungry, b*tch you lucky you ain't getting ate
Way I hate these n*ggas you figure that I invented hate
Goddamn, all of my b*tchеs speak different languagеs
Goddamn, if this sh*t don't shake then b*tch I'm takin' sh*t
Boy I got so many sticks I let enemies take the pic
pus*y n*gga mad I told him, "Eat a bag of baby di*ks"

[Chorus]
Uh
Y'all n*ggas not it
Uh
All my n*ggas pop sh*t
[Verse 2]
Kick a b*tch n*gga off a cliff without no parachute
f*ck n*gga prolly callin' 12 just like a Karen do
Red dot on a n*gga cheek, he look like Pikachu
All my n*ggas evil look like people off of Beetlejuice
Pickin' up your b*tch in a foreign it go beep-beep-beep-beep
b*tch I'm doing numbers, I'm covered in V-V-V-V-V's
b*tches was just laughing about me like ke-ke-ke-ke-ke
Now they see my ass in that Audi and try to sleep with me

[Chorus]
Uh
Y'all n*ggas not it (Here's a little somethin' 'bout my DJ)
Uh
All my n*ggas pop sh*t
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