A$AP ANT, Icce, Soduh - Uber lyrics
[A$AP ANT, Icce, Soduh - Uber lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, I'm at first based with this shit
We back like that bitch had some good pussy
Marino Gang, CC shit (You already know)
Shout out my nigga Raf Comp on the beat
(You already, you alredy)
That nigga retarded, that nigga berserked
(Haha, no bullshit)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Gang 3 Shit
Know what I mean
(DJ Nick exclusive, you felt me?)
Marino Gang
Step inside the booth like "what
The fuck it is?"
No Scarface, I'm shooting at ya kids
Aiming at ya snap hat you got from lids
I don't eat swine
I ain't talking to the pigs
Nasty bitch, Lil' Kim, feel like I'm Big
Headshot, headshot, shoot at his head
Free my nigga Shaka, that's doing a bid
Countin' money, gettin' fly, blunt in my ear
White shooter on Deck, don't fuckin' see 'em
If this was belly, I'd be DMX, no Sincere
Smokin' blunts, gettin' high, blunt in my ear
Charles Barkley dunkin' on niggas in the air
All y'all niggas rap but don't got no career
Sippin' on lean, broke niggas drinkin' beer
Goofy niggas, no bodies got tatted tears
Marino Gang, CC, all my niggas here
Police don't know that I'm strapped
Sellin' dope out the Uber, relax
All these beggars and choosers relax
Don't call my phone, relax
Bada bing then I'm out
And if the cops pull put
The pills in ya mouth
Let 'em get wet buff ringing 'em out
Reff still trippin', Nina singing too loud
Nosey ass neighbors put ya neck in the house
Betta stay sleep, I'm respected in East
Woe break bread go ahead play dead
Niggas runnin' 'round on nubs no head no legs
Yellow Y3 look at me Bruce Lee
From the moves he so so scary I see
You ain't who You say thats a fake ID
Boy, don't play thassa risk YA won't see
Addie wit Maggie let it sound off
Diego serving egos in the middle of the day
28th gram double header that's a play
Spin around, that's a muh'fuckin' play
They got me boppin' on my
OG Corey Johnson shit
Try play real but he counterfeit
Stuffed the money in my skinnies
But they couldn't fit
Bitched out on the lick
Boy YA shouldn't went
Can't eat wit the squad less YA foot is in
Can't collect cheese wit me
'less YA puttin' in
I don't kiss on these bitches
I jus put it in bip bap
Bing bing bing bing bing
We out This bitch Marino Gang cc
Fuckin Niggas Bitches
Couting this Muh fucking money
Im at The muh fuckin bank daily
Taking the money out
Putting the money back in you feel Me?
Investing stacking this bread on
Y'all bitch ass niggas
Fuck Y'all Nothing y'all niggas
Don't even got passports
Y'all Niggas is local
Y'all Goin be forever broke look At Ya Face
Y'all Goin Be stuck in the projects for
The rest of Ya Muh Fuckin lives
Im on my 50 cent shit for 2015
YG Addie a$AP Mob For Life cC What It Do?
In the muh fuckin uber gettin this
Muh fuckin money juggin These Scripts
Im still busting Scripts daily shout out
To the pharmacy Ya Heard
We getting face Tats
We ain't getting no 9-5 You Feel Me?
Really Ouches
We back like that bitch had some good pussy
Marino Gang, CC shit (You already know)
Shout out my nigga Raf Comp on the beat
(You already, you alredy)
That nigga retarded, that nigga berserked
(Haha, no bullshit)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Gang 3 Shit
Know what I mean
(DJ Nick exclusive, you felt me?)
Marino Gang
Step inside the booth like "what
The fuck it is?"
No Scarface, I'm shooting at ya kids
Aiming at ya snap hat you got from lids
I don't eat swine
I ain't talking to the pigs
Nasty bitch, Lil' Kim, feel like I'm Big
Headshot, headshot, shoot at his head
Free my nigga Shaka, that's doing a bid
Countin' money, gettin' fly, blunt in my ear
White shooter on Deck, don't fuckin' see 'em
If this was belly, I'd be DMX, no Sincere
Smokin' blunts, gettin' high, blunt in my ear
Charles Barkley dunkin' on niggas in the air
All y'all niggas rap but don't got no career
Sippin' on lean, broke niggas drinkin' beer
Goofy niggas, no bodies got tatted tears
Marino Gang, CC, all my niggas here
Police don't know that I'm strapped
Sellin' dope out the Uber, relax
All these beggars and choosers relax
Don't call my phone, relax
Bada bing then I'm out
And if the cops pull put
The pills in ya mouth
Let 'em get wet buff ringing 'em out
Reff still trippin', Nina singing too loud
Nosey ass neighbors put ya neck in the house
Betta stay sleep, I'm respected in East
Woe break bread go ahead play dead
Niggas runnin' 'round on nubs no head no legs
Yellow Y3 look at me Bruce Lee
From the moves he so so scary I see
You ain't who You say thats a fake ID
Boy, don't play thassa risk YA won't see
Addie wit Maggie let it sound off
Diego serving egos in the middle of the day
28th gram double header that's a play
Spin around, that's a muh'fuckin' play
They got me boppin' on my
OG Corey Johnson shit
Try play real but he counterfeit
Stuffed the money in my skinnies
But they couldn't fit
Bitched out on the lick
Boy YA shouldn't went
Can't eat wit the squad less YA foot is in
Can't collect cheese wit me
'less YA puttin' in
I don't kiss on these bitches
I jus put it in bip bap
Bing bing bing bing bing
We out This bitch Marino Gang cc
Fuckin Niggas Bitches
Couting this Muh fucking money
Im at The muh fuckin bank daily
Taking the money out
Putting the money back in you feel Me?
Investing stacking this bread on
Y'all bitch ass niggas
Fuck Y'all Nothing y'all niggas
Don't even got passports
Y'all Niggas is local
Y'all Goin be forever broke look At Ya Face
Y'all Goin Be stuck in the projects for
The rest of Ya Muh Fuckin lives
Im on my 50 cent shit for 2015
YG Addie a$AP Mob For Life cC What It Do?
In the muh fuckin uber gettin this
Muh fuckin money juggin These Scripts
Im still busting Scripts daily shout out
To the pharmacy Ya Heard
We getting face Tats
We ain't getting no 9-5 You Feel Me?
Really Ouches