Hey Uh

Got a question like hey! uh
Do you got a stick like hey! uh
Say you movin bricks like hey! uh
Talkin to the feds like hey! uh
Tap on his shoulder like hey! uh
Hit em wit a hook like hey! uh
Gave his bitch a look like hey! uh
Got her in n my bed like

Bet I got stripes like a Tiger or Zebra
Cloud 9 lives sky high off the reefa
Got a new bitch that be all up in the photographs centerfold shit
But she no Mona Lisa
Got a new whip that don't run on gas
So the fuel that I need for my lungs is thе diesel
Keep it f-ckin playa like a running back
Runnin back thе lyrics to my shit cus I'm spittin that ether
New bitch a genius no cap, soul core blue hair blue
Fit so I feel like Vegeta

Black tears pouring from my eyes
As I chase after checks in the race with the pace of cheetah
Makin big waves boy
I been a vet surf n turf every time I work like the flow was on Tidal
Every time I rap get a bitch wet
Make a nigga trip, make hatin mutha f-ckin suicidal
I don't wanna take a lil bitch to recital
Less she sing c notes
Baby I'm from AZ
Give that pussy heat stroke
But she use the ice cubes when she give me deep throat
Never been a cheap skate I don't ever slip hoe
I don't need a bed
I get all my people fed
Duckin blue and red, I'm the vision in your head
Pocket full green bread and blunt full of keef so

Got a question like hey! uh
Do you got a stick like hey! uh
Say you movin bricks like hey! uh
Talkin to the feds like hey! uh
Tap on his shoulder like hey! uh
Hit em wit a hook like hey! uh
Gave his bitch a look like hey! uh
Got her in n my bed like skeet skeet skeet skeet

Cookin in the kitchen
Like crisco
I just lil somethin on the wrist tho
Ex bitch see my photo and she pissed tho
(I be flexin i just stunt hoe)

Imma boutta throw hands in the mosh pit
Maybe throw a couple bands while they talk shit
Now my ex bitch think that I'm toxic
She just mad at the dick cuz she lost it
Aye please get the f-ck up right outta my face
These bitches talkin' but don't know they place
Alla these memories have been erased
For alla these bands that I stuff in a safe
For alla these bands that I stuff in a safe
They keep comin' up to me like

Have you ever had a dream that, that you,
Um, you had, you would, you

Got a question like hey! uh
Do you got a stick like hey! uh
Say you movin bricks like hey! uh
Talkin to the feds like hey! uh
Tap on his shoulder like hey! uh
Hit em wit a hook like hey! uh
Gave his bitch a look like hey! uh
Got her in n my bed like skeet skeet skeet skeet



Credits
Writer(s): Staig Aron Flynn, Nickolas Hale Sampson, Adam Lee Ramey, William Edward Iii Lauderdale, Joseph William Jr Lana, Francisco Guzman, Robert Nathaniel Sebastian, Tremayn Benjamin Scott
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