Uh Oh, Thots! - Remix

Ayy
Uh, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, uh, ooh, ayy
Hold up, baby, uh, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, uh, ooh, ayy
Hold up, baby, uh, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, uh, ooh, ayy
Hold up, baby, uh, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, uh, ooh, ayy

1400 Gang, bitch, I keep me some shooters
My chain shine hard like your momma medulla
I'm stoned up in the club, bitch, I feel like Medusa
You talk down, yeah, pussy boy, I'ma shoot you
I'm a gorilla, ayy

Yeah, big bank, I'm about my skrilla, ayy
Yeah, I'm getting all this money, big drug-dealer, ayy
Trippie Redd, bitch, know I'm with the fitted, ayy
Oh yeah, bitch, I'm really in the villain ayy

Huh, yeah, all the money
Throwing all the money
Throwing all the hundreds, yeah
Throwing all the money
Throwing all the hundreds, yeah, ayy

Hold up, baby, uh, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, uh, ooh, ayy
Hold up, baby, uh, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, uh, ooh, ayy
Hold up, baby, uh, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, uh, ooh, ayy
Hold up, baby, uh, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, uh, ooh, ayy
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay

Crisscross apple sauce
Ride up on my croggy, uh
Eat the plate, no Rick Ross
I got some ape, no Harambe, uh
Nobody saying, that she said
She wanna tug my denim, mm
If you think that X is broke

Then look at my motherfucking banknote
Okay, like, are you okay, Annie
In a Phantom like I'm Danny, huh
I'm tryna fuck your granny
Tryna get Dagger Dick in her whole panties, huh
Said she really wanna touch eem body
But I just want brain like a nerd, rocka
Shout-out the 333rd
I'm flipping the bird, the bird is the word, huh

1400 Gang, bitch, I keep me some shooters
My chain shine hard like your momma medulla
I'm stoned up in the club, bitch, I feel like Medusa
You talk down, yeah, pussy boy, I'ma shoot you
I'm a gorilla, ayy

Yeah, big bank, I'm about my skrilla, ayy
Yeah, I'm gettin' all this money, big drug-dealer, ayy
Trippie Redd, bitch, know I'm with the fitted, ayy
Oh yeah, bitch, I'm really in the villain ayy

Huh, yeah, all the money
Throwing all the money
Throwing all the hundreds, yeah
Throwing all the money
Throwing all the hundreds, yeah, ayy

Hold up, baby, uh, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, uh, ooh, ayy
Hold up, baby, uh, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, uh, ooh, ayy
Hold up, baby, uh, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, uh, ooh, ayy
Hold up, baby, uh, ooh
I hit the bitch from the back and she like, uh, ooh, ayy
Throwing all the hundreds
Throwing all the money ayyy



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Writer(s): Edgar Guzman
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