Uhhhh lyrics

by

BFB Da Packman



[Intro]
It's like 1 a.m., you know what I mean?
Lunch Crew sh*t
'012, 2012
Thanks A Redd
Ah (My n*gga Caasi, turn up)
I'm super comfortable
Yeah

[Chorus]
Uh (Uh), f*ck what you heard
I got killers with Glocks in hand just sittin' by the phone, just waitin' on my word, uh
Rich off of verbs
If this rap sh*t don't work, I'm takin' a flight, comin' back with them birds, uh (Correct)
Makin' her squirt
She like, "Damn, n*gga, can you nut?" b*tch, shut the f*ck up, I popped me a Perc', uh (Correct)
n*gga, we cursed
Wake up every morning, load my chop, and pray to God that I don't die first, uh (Correct)

[Verse 1]
My brother robbed the whole Flint, mama said don't go back (Facts)
Fat n*gga, mini-MAC in hand, b*tch, this was way before rap
Almost got indicted for my raps, b*tch, and I'm never gon' cap (Facts)
7.62s enter and exit where your f*ckin' dome at (Yoom)
Granny know I'm sellin' dope outside so we can own cable (Granny)
Never really cheated on my b*tch, I just gave facials
Bobo showed me ways with the 'caine, how could I blame Abel?
Would've killed for a CMG chain, now I got my own label (That's facts)
Free G Wayne, I swear my n*gga love that chopper sound
B gone, but I'ma hold it down, b*tch, I'm big papa now
I don't hit no clubs, but Draco, Glocks around when I'm poppin' out
Tryna run up a milli' cash pus*y-free, don't bring no thots around (Thotties)
My mama say I say the dumbest sh*t, but I'm a social genius
Kanasha broke my heart, so I can't love, I'm a damaged demon
Paul and G f*cked every b*tch I love and it left me speechless
Break a b*tch heart to fifty pieces, get that b*tch some Kleenix (Ooh)
[Chorus]
Uh, f*ck what you heard
I got killers with Glocks in hand just sittin' by the phone, just waitin' on my word, uh
Rich off of verbs
If this rap sh*t don't work, I'm takin' a flight, comin' back with them birds, uh (Correct, ooh)
Makin' her squirt
She like, "Damn, n*gga, can you nut?" b*tch, shut the f*ck up, I popped me a Perc', uh (Perky, correct)
n*gga, we cursed
Wake up every morning, load my chop, and pray to God that I don't die first, uh

[Verse 2]
Big Baby always talkin' too much, he so messy (Man, shut the f*ck up)
I refuse to fake the love, b*tch, I can't help it (Woohoo)
n*ggas known me all my f*ckin' life, b*tch, this the real me (Facts)
And I ain't changin', you don't like it? pus*y, kill me (Uh)
When it get dark, Jurassic Park, like a sci-fi picture
Granny bought a minivan, my brother did a drive-by in it
Hold up, wait, A Redd (Ooh)
Stop the track (Okay)
I really swipe Hot-N-Ready, b*tch, that's facts
You should've got hired at Lids, 'cause all you pussies do is cap
Same n*gga ask for money, I couldn't even get they scraps
Told them n*ggas no, so what'd they do? They stabbed me in the back (Woo)
n*ggas talkin' down to they b*tch, so I f*cked her from the back (Uh)
I used to be down and out, but I'm the sh*t now
Fat, ugly n*gga, but my main b*tch a brickhouse (Uh)
It stank when you twerk (Ooh), and your friends talk behind your back
They never tell your stankin' ass the truth, they just sit back and cap
[Chorus]
Uh (Uh), f*ck what you heard
I got killers with Glocks in hand just sittin' by the phone, just waitin' on my word, uh
Rich off of verbs
If this rap sh*t don't work, I'm takin' a flight, comin' back with them birds, uh (Correct, ooh)
Makin' her squirt
She like, "Damn, n*gga, can you nut?" b*tch, shut the f*ck up, I popped me a Perc', uh (Perky, correct)
n*gga, we cursed
Wake up every morning, load my chop, and pray to God that I don't die first, uh
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