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uhhuh - buddh4 lyrics

[refrain: vvsgr4tte]
people get faker, as time goes on
so i’m keepin my chrome
this sh*t got layers, goes on and on
tryna cut down the lawn
surrounded by snakes, they’re on my ass
tryna make me crash
but i put clip in yo head, if you play then you dead, that’s some sh*t that i gotta rehash

[verse 1: vvsgr4tte]
ain’t no b*tch in this [?], if you switch on the gang, then we wipin yo nose
new [?] tom ford b*tch in that hoe, gotta clear out my mind cause i f*cked up my soul
got a bag that i dropped on a load, if you play with the gang, we put tags on yo toe
all my n*ggas we really on go, if we walk in this b*tch, then we makin it blow
yeah
i’m on different sh*t
i got the baddest, she suckin my d*ck in the back of the f*ckin whip
i keep money all over me n*gga
i got b*tches tryna f*ck on me, all over these b*tches are over a n*gga like twister
i got money that’s comin in quicker, uh*huh

[hook: vvsgr4tte]
she’s a fan, well i’m caller fan cause she blows me, uh*huh
you a fan, you just cap in your raps cause you lonely, uh*huh
i’m the man, i’m the same young n*gga, i never switch on my homies
what’s the plan, i’m distracted by women n rollies, uh*huh
[verse 2: buddh4]
i got yo b*tch in the back n she suckin my d*ck n she like how it taste, uh*huh
i’m not jus a rapper, i came wit the choppa, i’m aimin that b*tch at yo face, uh*huh
bad ass lil b*tch, while we f*ckin, the speakers be thumpin, she feelin the bass, uh*huh
i got a glock wit a drum, if you start actin dumb, then that muh f*cker spray, duh duh duh
ball like i’m kobe, ball like i’m giannis, ballin like any m*f* in the nba
she wanna come to my crib n listen to some unreleased buddh4, made her sign an nda
i’m in this party, i got my stick pokin, n yo ass can’t even come here n get in it, aye
i got a glock on my hip n 10 bands in my pocket, i get a new check jus like everyday
these lames, all they do is talk, i ain’t feelin it, uh*huh
rap game, i came in this b*tch started k!llin it, uh*huh
4 lines, that’s straight in my cup, i love fillin it, uh*huh
no time, we aim for yo brain n we spillin it, uh*huh

[hook: vvsgr4tte, buddh4, both]
she’s a fan, well i’m caller fan cause she blows me, uh*huh
you a fan, you just cap in your raps cause you lonely, uh*huh
i’m the man, i’m the same young n*gga, i never switch on my homies (uh*huh)
what’s the plan, i’m distracted by women n rollies, uh*huh

[refrain: vvsgr4tte, both]
people get faker, as time goes on
so i’m keepin my chrome
this sh*t got layers, goes on and on
tryna cut down the lawn
surrounded by snakes, they’re on my ass
tryna make me crash
but i put clip in yo head, if you play then you dead, that’s some sh*t that i gotta rehash
[outro]
oh my god
oh my* oh my god
oh my* oh my* god, aah*ah
oh my god
oh my
oh my god
oh my
oh my
oh my
oh my god
oh my
oh my
i said uh*huh, uhhh, ohh
i said uh*huh, uhhh, ohh
i said uh*huh, uhhh, ohh
i said uh*huh, uhhh, ohh
i said uh*huh, uhh
i said uh*huh, uhhh, aah

- buddh4 lyrics

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