Uptown

Ride with the clique so the bass gonna boom in the back
In the front we gon make us some art
In the middle we smoking all up on the backs
So you know that we got it we off of the carts

Yeah I walk with the pound
I came for the crown
I live on the stars
I sit and I lounge

Im runnin round doin my thing all this time
so you know that I got it
I'm making my rounds
Its kip

Aye
Rundown
Aye
Rundown

We can just talk no knives put the gun down
I been on the high of my life off the runts now
Kick a lil guy to the sky no punt now

Aye
Sundown
Aye
Sundown

Rollin up ur ashes turn it into couple crumbs now
Bangin on ur chick I turn her booty to some drums now
Hatin on the kid I send ur little ass to uptown

Bands dont make me cold
Bands make me just see you like the trees
Like the trees with the whoas
I dont wanna be with bees
Make the hunnies go in rows
I dont know I see you tease look, uh
I see you tease look

Under my shit I been stuck inside of my head
Under my shit, Under my shit
Under my shit I been stuck inside of my head
Under my shit, Under my shit
Under my shit I been stuck inside of my head
Under my shit, Under my shit
Under my shit I been stuck inside of my head
Under my shit, Under my shit



Credits
Writer(s): Jared Tuchman
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