No See Umz

Eee-yeah
Eee-yeah, yeah (Wyshmaster on the beat)
Eee-yeah
Eee-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Tech N9ne and Strange Music still flyin' high in 2021
Others might be at the end, but we've just begun
All hail number one
Negative bums, when we outside, no see Umz
Don't nobody want none, let's go

I'ma be honest, I am astonished
When I'm readin' what you typin', it's like you really hooked on phonics
Fuckin' ebonics, message comin' through like you really want it
I am bionic whenever I palm it
See the lighters coming at you like comets
And right through your bonnet, make your mama vomit
But you runnin' from me like you was Sonic (yeah)

Why they invisible when it really hit the fan? Damn chickens
I'ma let you know why, 'cause I got the blam-blam
Kickin' with the clam man, listen, get the fam-bam trippin'
You become what a Muslim think of a ham sandwich in an Imam 'lam kitchen (yeah)
Sayin' to myself, when I see him I'ma heat 'em because I can't stand bitchin'
Vietnam ambition (yeah)
Layin' to his health I'ma bleed him if I meet him, and from the land transition (yeah)

Talk a lot online, never meet up with us, cleaver this fuck
But you won't show 'cause you're the beaver, you're bust
Feed you the dust
Go grieve 'em as I walk with more freedom
But it would be magical to grab the foe
I had to show but no see Umz (where y'all at?)

We outside, we don't see um (where y'all at?)
Ha-hah, they just talk, no see Umz (where y'all at?)
Man up, show yourself, don't run and hide now (uh)
Show me what y'all 'bout, I wanna find out (yeah, look, look)
No see um

We been outside and you haters been stuck in your Google search (wow)
We been here takin' these flights doin' shit that you only could see up on Google Earth (ha)
But if it's one thing I'ma do, then I'ma do the work
If you was hopin' that I failed, then get your feelings hurt (woo)
'Cause motherfuckers try to blackball me, try to pass on me
But I'ma get every fuckin' thing that I been deserved

Like booyah (booyah), you bitch you (you bitch you)
Always got a magazine for the issue (rrah)
But this ain't shit you flip through (nah)
You all bark, no bite you Shih Tzu

Y'all thought that I was braggin', I ain't did it yet (ha)
I been killin' everythin', and I'ma get the benefits
Card ain't got no limit, but I'm finna pay with Benjamins (woo)
Haters hatin' on me, but I never shared the sentiment (hoo)

Look, bitch, better yet
Cord obsidian, light another filly and
Hit another city and get another bitty and
Skin tone cinnamon, bitches really winnin' and
Snowstorm hit again

Boy, I'm really doin' this shit, no photo op
Snow still goin' off, somewhere out in Bogotá
Jammin' to some Don Omar, bank like, "¿Cómo estás?"
With a bad bitch that don't even need no photoshop (ah!)

Boy, I'm really doin' this shit 'cause I been that (been that)
Been broke, came up, never went back (nah)
Way I'm movin' internationally'll give you whiplash
I been havin' money talks, what the fuck's a chit-chat? (Ah!)

Please don't hit my line tryna get a reply like I owe you a why, 'cause I don't ('cause I don't)
And fuck all you haters 'cause I'm fresh outta favors
I already helped y'all when I was broke, bitch (where y'all at?)

We outside, we don't see um (where y'all at?)
Ha-hah, they just talk, no see Umz (where y'all at?)
Man up, show yourself, don't run and hide now
Show me what y'all 'bout, I wanna find out
No see um

We just mindin' our business
We ain't botherin' nobody
Then we get the word, that y'all talkin' shit
Then we go out, we don't see you motherfuckers, nigga!
Where y'all at?

We outside, we don't see um (where y'all at?)
He-heh, they just talk, no see Umz (where y'all at?)
Man up, show yourself, don't run and hide now
Show me what y'all 'bout, I wanna find out
No see um

We all over the world though
Y'all know where we be at
But y'all, keyboard warriors, we no see Umz
Nowhere we go!



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Cherrington, Russell Vitale, Aaron Yates, Claudia Feliciano
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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