Uhuhhh

Uhuhhh
Let me get back on my bully right quick man, cuz y'all think shit sweet, unh

Uhuhhh
Here goes the one to the two to the three (Yea)
Mr. Duffle Bag just stepped on the scene (Yea)
Always grind but a party ain't shit without me
I ain't Kendrick but bet I turn a pep talk to a pep rally
Ask about me soon as my song come on the T up relentless
Said that my momma proud of me ain't say all my decisions
But check the roll call still haven't been absent from class attendance
Who saw me the night before didn't like Stevie's superstitions
Know the difference 'tween leisure and business
One real and one figment of imagination
But next function don't you forget it
When I walk in workin' my shoulders I feel like Zil
When it comes to me and attention y'all always gone foot the bill, unh
Southside reppin' you know that I keep it trill
Two cups so the drink don't spill and nothing lesser than real (Nothing less)
But When I hit New York they show me love
Feel like Jeter with the stripes they giving me so batter up
How I'm barely in the field but fit the glove
I dropped a hit was on a run, but I ain't the one to judge
Cuz I woulda said guilty slammed my hammer like it's a sludge
Even if you took my glove tried it on and it wouldn't budge
Uhuhhh
That's Word to OJ, I'm heating up in every state with or with no shade
Uhuhhh
Sturdy steppin' like a probate
Made ya girl hit the floor get her fore she get stomped and we like Annie are you okay
Mr. Steal Ya Girl but not a criminal (Not a criminal)
She see me and lose her breath, condition critical
Make her rethink all her standards, call you pitiful
All for me to feel the same, be very minimal (She get no love)
Left it out of my control I coulda finished him (Are you dumb?)
Only thing I did was mind my business
Doing me one thing I'm never pleading innocence (Not at all)
I don't make the rules, I just do trendy shit (I just do trendy shit)
They be fraudulent keep all that iffy shit (Keep all that iffy shit)
Pissing 'em off and got 'em begging for a kidney switch (For a kidney switch)
Tryna pitch a woo like oh you miss me kid
Sounds Like a you problem go handle yo predicament

Uhuhh, yeah, yeah
Shmoney dancin' on my haters
Before I even get that paper
What Bobby say? ah ah ah
Bow
Uhuhhh



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Writer(s): Tyler Johnson
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