Ucha Way

I know that I'm VIP
Yeah I came through the back
I'm behind the scenes
Yeah I find the things that design my wings
And I be flying G's and I be tying these
Shoes, I blew it I knew it but
Somebody just had to do it
I rue it like Neville uh huh I'm the devil
I'm 7/11 free Slurpee's in Heaven
But I down in Hell

I'm playin' the game
I'm staying insane and I do it for fame
But I knew it was lame so I'm sitting in pain
Now go back to Urbana no wait its Champaign, huh
I got friends in Atlanta
I'll hit up your grandma and give her a cane
I'm sipping Orange Fanta and lion like mane
I hear Katy roar and I'm doin the same yuh
I'm getting that brain
That mile high club yeah I do it on planes
That energy up and I'm feelin' the rain
Cuz its gonna pour and I Rock like Dwayne, yuh

They say I rap like Lin-Manuel Miranda
Then I say Skidoos like Kung-Fu Panda
Take a proper gander at the propaganda department
Of Saskatchewan, Canada

Hi I'm Amanda and I'm not a man, duh
But I'm your man I designed your plan
And mind your man, he's behind the pan
He's inside your scam, he's the higher man, ma'am

It's gonna take a lot to get me out of my spot
I got the rock and roll my flow is so off kilter
I killed her-
Vibe, I sighed but yeah she's still alive

Uche Uche way is the way to say we play the game
We stay the same we play to win
How bout that folks it's pay to win
But the walls are caving in
If I don't go now I will stay within
I'm trembling I'm mumbling
I'm fly like a bee
I'm bumbling



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Pondelicek
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