Zack Fox - uhhh Lyrics

(You made that?) Yeah
(Here's a little somethin' 'bout my DJ) brrt
Yeah (back again)
(Here's a little somethin' 'bout my D-)
(That was fresh)

Hoe, sit down I got cash I need to calculate
Soon as I walk up in this bitch the opps evacuate
Choppin' up them blades, brought the choppas to a dinner date
Ridin' 'round hot, drop the top I need to ventilate
Bitch, ring the bell, beat a nigga like I'm Triple H
Whip red as hell, bitch, I'm bleedin' down the interstate
All my niggas hungry, bitch, you lucky you ain't gettin' ate
Way I hate these niggas you'd figure that I invented hate
Goddamn, all of my bitches speak different languages
Goddamn, if this shit don't shake then, bitch, I'm takin shit
Boy, I got so many sticks I let enemies take the pick
Pussy nigga mad, I told him, "Eat a bag of baby dicks"

Uhh
Y'all niggas not it
Uhh (damn)
All my niggas pop shit

Kick a bitch nigga off a cliff without no parachute
F*ck nigga prolly callin' 12 just like a Karen do
Red dot on a nigga cheek, he look like Pikachu
All my niggas evil, look like people off of Beetlejuice
Pickin' up yo' bitch in the foreign, it go, "beep, beep, beep, beep"
Bitch, I'm doin' numbers, I'm covered in V-V-V-V-Vs
Bitches was just laughin' about me like kikikikiki
Now they see my ass in that Audi and try to sleep wit' me

Uhh
Y'all niggas not it
Uhh (damn)
All my niggas pop shit