YUH

Pull up on the homie, just chillin like yuh (Like yuh!)
We 'bout to get down to the business like, (Yuh, yuh)
Remember what I said? Give a fuck about your feelings!
You already know what I'm dealing (Yuh, yuh)
It's not just beats you know that I'm killing
I got a contract, you know that I'm drilling
The gang stomping down, we doin' our pillage
Call the paramedics! Too late for the healing

Walk down on that nigga, run that shit! (Run it!)
Take everything, his money and bitch
You wearing designer? Gimme that fit! (Mine!)
I just take what I need, that's how a nigga stay rich (Cha-Ching)
Up on a nigga if he try to play
If it's you and a gang, you know I'm gon' spray like Raid
Playa ain't playin', thought shit was a game?
If I ain't got burner, you still getting maimed on gang
Lemme chill out, it ain't all about violence (Relax)
Got to stay clean, I'm ringing up my stylist
I ain't wearing no fade, I'm getting my hair done (Yeah)
But don't get me wrong, I'm still running the fair one (Bitch, try me!)
My jeans and shirt kind of baggy
Shawty wanna fuck, she gave me the Addy (Where you at?)
Niggas scoff at my fit, they think it ain't stylish (Nigga, please)
Give a fuck what you think 'cause your bitch still like it

Pull up on the homie, just chillin like yuh (Like yuh!)
We 'bout to get down to the business like, (Yuh, yuh)
Remember what I said? Give a fuck about your feelings!
You already know what I'm dealing (Yuh, yuh)
It's not just beats you know that I'm killing
I got a contract, you know that I'm drilling
The gang stomping down, we doin' our pillage
Call the paramedics! Too late for the healing

Like, yuh, I ain't afraid bust it (Boom!)
That lil .22 ain't gon' cut it (Ha!)
That 9 got kick and it's louder
And one of the perks is stopping power (Pop, pop, pop)
A nigga strapped up with the Glock 19
I'm in then I'm out 'fore the cops on scene (I'm out)
Even though I'm getting money, a nigga not green (Veteran)
Addicted to the shit but it ain't caffeine (Yeah!)
Getting this bread just to spend it on threads
And a new gun, fill the mag with dread (Loaded)
Shawty got lips like a duck and she giving me head
She said she was hungry, makin' sure she fed
After the head, I told her to beat it
Not like that like, get the fuck out, like (Bye!)
I ain't beating 'round the bush, I just told her out right, like
She still hit me up, I think I lucked out like

Pull up on the homie, just chillin like yuh (Like yuh!)
We 'bout to get down to the business like, (Yuh, yuh)
Remember what I said? Give a fuck about your feelings!
You already know what I'm dealing (Yuh, yuh)
It's not just beats you know that I'm killing
I got a contract, you know that I'm drilling
The gang stomping down, we doin' our pillage
Call the paramedics! Too late for the healing