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in the car ep3 - uglyface lyrics

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f*ck the kids in the neighborhood, ma
cuz they don’t wanna play with us, ma
they said we too dangerous, ma
city boys in the burbs

got the banger in the car
f*ck em
f*ck em
f*ck em
(f*ck that sh*t)

i drank muddy i sold dirty
go head and judge me
i ain’t budging i ain’t running i raise budgets
through the day n night

now hoes giving the kid cudi
i don’t need advice
i sleep at night without a worry
i make it look easy

yo vision blurry your more stevey
im more like purchase the bently
then crash then crash in two or three weeks
then hop out with two 223

like i got 12 rings
thats two pairs of jordan’s
two pairs of warnings for goofy’s
how he end balling when gave up on his hoop dreams

yo girl got them low jeans and
her pantys look shoe strings
im just making music
changing colors on her mood ring

and she just want use me
them boys just wanna shoot things
opinions are for assh0l*s
cuz i don’t give a sh*t

if you n*ggas don’t play my last song
cuz you gone play the victim
when i hop out of the doors of that vehicle
moving fast forward
this ain’t a ferrari its a matador

homie get yo sh*t straight
this 10 years on three mixtapes
we the pioneers through pioneers and interfaces
chalk outlining your body

im rap johnathan gotti
duck off with a new barbie
i dont got manners im sorry

f*ck the kids in the neighborhood, ma
cuz they don’t wanna play with us, ma
they said we too dangerous, ma
city boys in the burbs

got the banger in the car
cuz i don’t f*ck with none of you n*ggas
(f*ck em)
no, i don’t f*ck with none of these n*ggas

(f*ck em)
and i don’t f*ck with none of you b*tches
(f*ck em)
no, i don’t f*ck with none of these b*tches

if it ain’t about the grip or a b*tch
my n*gga said f*ck that sh*t
(yeah f*ck that sh*t)
it’s one d*ck two b*tch

if it’s ever more than that
you on that new sh*t
yeah tell me i’m sick
i’m a bigot i’m a motherf*cking n*gga

know you can kiss the tip
like the blue on the pool stick
my fuse lit i go insane
billy zane demon knight

put my fist through yo wind pipe
f*ck what they say f*ck yo neighborhood
i only came to hit the p*ssy roll the wood
then back to hilltop

clocking grip wit no pill stock
i got some sh*t to stay
i feel like pac, yeah i got some sh*t to say
i’m bout to spill the laptop

uglyface on everything
we want the royalties
even cheese for tmz leaks
i might conspire and hire a shooter

i might be pac in cuba
go andy kaufman and hop out the coffin
get the bread legs spread
quicker than covid wit coughing

no incentive ‘cause this been me
lewinsky since the ten speed
it’s hard times you cr*pped out like speed
you know me blessed with hustle
and don’t see no recession

f*ck the kids in the neighborhood, ma
(that’s right)
cuz they don’t wanna play with us, ma
(that’s right)

they said we too dangerous, ma (too dangerous)
city boys in the burbs (too dangerous)
got the banger in the car
(get live mothaf*cka)

cuz i don’t f*ck with none of you n*ggas
(chi*town mothaf*cka)
no, i don’t f*ck with none of these n*ggas
(east bay mothaf*cka)

and i don’t f*ck with none of you b*tches
(uglyface mothaf*cka)
no, i don’t f*ck with none of these b*tches
(f*ck em)

i’m part of a solution, y’all
but these, keep doin the most
play close raise glass for toast
kudos you doin the most

kudos you doin the most
you doin the most
i’ve been exposed to my history
you can no longer lie to me
about anything

- uglyface lyrics

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