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uber - christ dillinger lyrics

[verse 1: swami uchiha]
i just uber drive a [?]
i see a opp and his pain over
[?] gang n*gga no poker
vvs diamonds all up on my choker
goth b*tch and she want me to choke her
pull up on him in a [?] h*llcat
shoot at him i’m tryna up my stats
big clip n*gga never gone lack
pirate n*gga keep gold in my sack
[?] test n*gga no [?]
big dog you a lil p*ssy cat

[verse 2: christ dillinger]
i’m f*ckin yo b*tch we don’t talk about it
i sold him the drugs we don’t talk about it
we just robbed the plug we don’t talk about it
i’m the sh*t n*gga walk around it
money on me like a f*ckin bounty
her p*ssy drippin someone get the bounty
extra high imma fly guy
fly when i want no red eye
me and saku flippin sh*t no [?] cause you a broke n*gga with [?]
yo b*tch f*ck 5 guys
p*ssy dry like [?]
[verse 3: swami uchiha]
p*ssy ball they be lookin like caillou
stomp em out like a muhf*ckin tile
they be leakin like the muhf*ckin nile
[?] for the bag they in denial
all these rap n*ggas they should retire
i feel like a leisure i am on fire
take me a xan i’m gettin tired
she said she home but she really a liar

[verse 4: christ dillinger]
you been sendin that b*tch music cause her ass fat
you a snitch real n*ggas ain’t gonna stand for that
talkin bout bands but you ain’t got none
twin glocks look like a shotgun
b*tch i’m the boss just like the shogun
got a new b*tch got rid of my old one
yeah i run this sh*t look like i stole some
[?]
ran in the trap yo man gave it all up
i ain’t even [?] he was star struck
ice in my mouth b*tch the cold [?]
water run a n*gga like [?]

[verse 5: swami uchiha]
i be textin i don’t take no [?]
i feel like a duck how i carry a strap on
shoutout to apple i carry a mac
[?]
whole gang n*gga we never lack
pants saggin cause my money so fat
told lil b*tch don’t sit next to me
i got them k!llers [?]
she don’t like you that lil b*tch be selectin me
shorty be eatin my d*ck like it celery
[verse 6: christ dillinger]
i’m f*ckin yo b*tch and the p*ssy good
i’m sellin crack and i’m in yo hood
shorty hood so i’m on her back
you said you gettin money but you [?]
if i see that n*gga imma smack that n*gga
swear to god imma smack that n*gga
i’m in the water like a baptist n*ggas
cameras on me like a [?] n*gga

[verse 7: lord saku]
i got 2 glocks [?] samuel
breakin down b*tt i’m grabbin that hand full
she is r*t*rded [?] a candle
i got these bands i got like a pan full
i got this lamp [?] sandles
i spend money like i’m 65
spend it all i’m just gettin high
if the fans ask i’m just gettin by
spend it all i’m just gettin fly
i spend it all make the b*tches cry
20 racks b*tches hypnotized
20 racks b*tches hypnotized

- christ dillinger lyrics

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