Uh Huh!

Got a bad bitch on me (Uh Huh)
We put that boy on a tee (Uh Huh)
I told her that I wanna link (Uh Huh)
She already know what I mean (Uh Huh)
I got these racks on me, new XD it's matching my jeans
Pussy boy run up on me, we putting caution tape on the scene
Big beam on the glock, can't miss if he's seen
Niggas gotta kick rocks, he cannot be with the team
My money overloading, nigga I do not know him
Smoking this weed, it's potent
Make him go missing, somebody post him
If it's smoke best believe that's it's up, if it's up then we catch it and slam it
New glock with a switch on it, keep shooting till it's jamming
Niggas really hate Camrhen
Niggas know he the greatest, niggas ain't with the gang, only option is to hate us
What's in my cup it's mud? Pour up a liter i'll swim with the gators
Nigga gone snitch on us? He lost his life over papers
I told them niggas to pay us, couple bitches call me a player
I shoot my shot just like Warriors, you niggas Pacers
I'm up on the block, you cannot relate, show us your faces
Young nigga on top, to many whips, they look like spaceships

Uh huh, yea I got the drop I know where you stay
Two twin glocks I be toting all day
50 Yea 50 Yea lean in my double cup, I just keep pouring up sipping that purple stuff
Codeine, Codeine, Codeine, Codeine
Nigga run up imma shoot him like Kobe
Ain't talking Kobe but I took a eighth, imma be up for the whole twenty four
If you got friends, please bring them in and when i'm done baby please send more
40, 40, 40, 40 I hit a lick and I split it with brodie
Claim you don't like me but you really don't know me
Judging my past, yea that was the old me
Uh Huh, Uh Huh
Trap, trap i'm in the trap, girl you look good so please throw it back
Spinning the block then we doubling back
Too much money can't hold all my racks
Uh Huh



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Writer(s): Camrhen Blevins
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