Uncle Elroy lyrics

[Intro: Damjonboi]
f*ck these n*ggas talkin' 'bout?
Ayy, Quon
It's on right now, n*gga
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
My baby J Prince on your b*tch, n*gga
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Ayy, Plug
Woo, ayy

[Verse 1: Damjonboi]
I ran with the real ones, I know n*ggas bluffin'
b*tch got me f*cked up, I got rolled in these Hussons
She loved Game 7 so I know that we f*ckin'
Few n*ggas turned they back on me so it's f*ck 'em
I love your b*tch 'cause we got a bond
Hit the lab, pour some juice with my n*gga Quon
Lil' b*tch keep asking what's in my cup
This ain't no Patrón, this a Hi-Tech slush
We was f*cked up until them blues came
Me and Quon did the Burberry on Tuesday
She gon' suck me then leave, I don't do dates
Got me a four and got that b*tch some D'usse
n*ggas run they mouth, but we ain't runnin' from sh*t
All I gotta do is text her, she gon' run to this di*k
n*ggas never liked my hood, scared to come in this b*tch
Big ass .40 with the drum on that b*tch
[Verse 2: Kasher Quon]
f*ckin' with a b*tch that take no drugs
Bougie lil' b*tch, barely smoke crud
Bag super petty, you can't show love
Only bag up tens 'cause you don't know dubs
Hang with a bunch of pussies, you don't know thugs
Boy say he know me but I don't know cuz
Can't be out here tryna rap with no buzz
You a petty ass n*gga and a whole scrub
Buffs all white, n*gga, hold tub
Blue face hundreds, n*gga, no dubs
You a broke ass n*gga with no grind, boy
Don't want the beat if it ain't Meech, Prince, or Jonboi
He got his eyes on my glasses, I was on boy
AR with a scope, finna find boy
Think I'm sweet, must've really lost your mind, boy
Think he tough off that Perc' but I don't mind boy

[Verse 3: Damjonboi & Kasher Quon]
On my way back with ten in that envoy
Ghetto n*gga in the 'burbs, Uncle Elroy
Get that sh*t from every angle, used to sell boy
Used to hate working at temp service in 'Troit
Them Percocets f*ckin' with my mind
Try to run off, these .223's f*ckin' with your spine
Got your b*tch rollin' Backwoods, pouring lines
Got my b*tch rolling dark stouts, pouring mines
Feds hit the spot, this the second time
Caught with another strap, this the second iron
Push a n*gga sh*t back for disrespecting mine
I ain't scared to catch a body, it's the second time