Get Ugly lyrics

[Intro: Nemzzz]
(Ayy, SAIONTHEBEAT)
Ayy, yo

[Verse: Nemzzz & B-Lovee]
I know here, man, it's mad, I pressed it
What in the chocolate pack? No Nesquick, yo
Ayy, fed in here, bro, where is the exit?
All on my table movin', head [?] master just wanna feel lit, I get it, yo
Ayy, most just wanna feel lit, I—
These n*ggas just wanna feel lit, okay, if I go then I'm bringin' my stick
Let him play, he get shot in his sh*t
Ayy, get tact, watch me hop out the whip
Grrah, two-three shots out this grip
Like, she keep rockin' her hips
I, let she rockin' this ship
Feels like I got thirty shots up in this stick
Ayy, but if you roll with me, no cap, man, blue light, ten in a week
Don't ask, just know that my b*tch off sleep
Bro pack that heat in designer jeans
Like, he look so good but movе so mean
Ayy, caramel one, shе bad
Movin mad but I'm callin' back
And I got more racks than you, are you mad?
Made it out, got this sh*t out the mud
Grown, I grew up with dealers and thugs
And if you ain't spinnin' blocks, n*gga, go sell the drugs
[?] off the muddy
This sh*t'll get ugly for money
For that [?], they slide when it's sunny
Grrah-grrah-grrah if he hop like a bunny
I ain't done that ho, just want some honey
[?] LV, ain't enough bags
I know what she wants, I'm curvin' that
Your bro in the T, just servin' that
In LDN, I secure the bag
Lovin' the way she make it clap
Lovin' the way she throws it back
DND, don't ring me back, yo
Ayy, Balenciaga, bought 'em in Prada
Heard what happened, should've been smarter
She wanna top me off in starters
I'm stressed, I just go harder
K is the plug, don't need no charger
Bad one still wanna be my partner, yo
B-Bad one still wanna be my—
And I'm drippin' in Amiri, Dior, that Gucci
I know you and your friend wanna do me
Y'all keep sendin' me pics of that coochie
Bro, they keep [?]
That boy, he a menace, spinnin' the opps with that Glock, when they up, that sh*t singin' like Toosie
I told 'em, "Give me a minute", I gotta rule me an opp up, she tryna f*ck like a movie
Free Flock, keep blickin'
Don't stop, we should've shot an opp and his pops
Let me know if you with it or not
Like, let me know why you kissin' a thot?
Got a ho on the knees, suckin' di*k 'til she snot, grrah
[Outro]
(Ayy, SAIONTHEBEAT)