Uber wit a Dub

Lyrics

[Intro] ([?], thank you) [Chorus: Lul G] Niggas want me dead so I'm ridin' with the stick (Ridin' with the stick) GLOCK 22 with a thirty in that bitch Up this bitch on him, better pray I don't miss Catch that bucket up in traffic, you gon' get that shit flipped (Nerd nigga) In a Uber with a dub, got that bag on me I don't like the conversation, I don't talk, bitch, you can cash on me (Dumb bitch) Bag just like me, it can't fold, that's that fast money Fuck the feds, they on the other line, they been tappin' Pussy nigga want the beef, guess what? You can have it (Nerd nigga) Drew Banga on the beat so this motherfucker slappin' (Motherfucker slappin') GLOCK 21, I'm a motherfuckin' savage Moonwalkin' in these jugs, Kodak boppin' with this plastic (Lil' bitch) [Verse 1: DaBoii] Just had a convo with the mic, I ain't puttin' it down And you the type to act a ass when it's pussy around And I'm a stand up type nigga, can't push me around I told security mind they business, ain't pattin' me down And I was broke, it's hella jokes, come and laugh at me now And this GLOCK like Shaquille how it's backin' him down You ain't investing with them bands, you'll be back in a drought Keep on callin' in for work and be back on the couch Opps want smoke? Fuck it, let 'em have it all Nigga, you been lost up in that sauce but here's a map for y'all That syrup gon' help me catch up on them Zs like the Dragon Ball And I never wear a hat, I don't cap at all Death threats, they make my tummy tickle Pussy, you can't hide forever, we gon' come and get you And I don't give a fuck if my cousin with you 'Cause on the love for the gang this shit unconditional [Chorus: Lul G] Niggas want me dead so I'm ridin' with the stick (Ridin' with the stick) GLOCK 22 with a thirty in that bitch Up this bitch on him, better pray I don't miss Catch that bucket up in traffic, you gon' get that shit flipped (Nerd nigga) In a Uber with a dub, got that bag on me I don't like the conversation, I don't talk, bitch, you can cash on me (Dumb bitch) Bag just like me, it can't fold, that's that fast money Fuck the feds, they on the other line, they been tappin' [Verse 2: Yhung T.O.] Been like a month since I done slid through the sucker side (Through the sucker side) But don't trip I'm on my way so, nigga, run and hide (Nigga, run and hide) And we gon' catch them niggas slippin', it just come with time (It just come with time) It's RBE and OBM, nigga, ain't no other side Oh, I think these niggas took my kindness for weakness Fifty bands on my wrist, bitch, you broke, you ain't eatin' (Broke, you ain't eatin') Slid with this chop and drop it off 'cause I ain't need it ('Cause I ain't need it) Talk, ain't no reason, nigga, ain't no reasoning (Ain't no reasoning) Ooh, I'ma be glad when these niggas ain't breathin' (Ain't breathin') Slingin' with no mask on my face, you can see it (You can see it) And when I upped this GLOCK on him he ain't believe it (Ain't believe it) Oh, headshot so the doctor can't treat it I ain't fuckin' with you niggas, that's on Tu and L They say rich niggas don't do drills but I'ma do it still Niggas gettin' out of hand, I had to put him in his place I'ma slide and slide again until they put me in my grave [Chorus: Lul G] Niggas want me dead so I'm ridin' with the stick (Ridin' with the stick) GLOCK 22 with a thirty in that bitch Up this bitch on him, better pray I don't miss Catch that bucket up in traffic, you gon' get that shit flipped (Nerd nigga) In a Uber with a dub, got that bag on me I don't like the conversation, I don't talk, bitch, you can cash on me (Dumb bitch) Bag just like me, it can't fold, that's that fast money Fuck the feds, they on the other line, they been tappin' Pussy nigga want the beef, guess what? You can have it (Nerd nigga) Drew Banga on the beat so this motherfucker slappin' (Motherfucker slappin') GLOCK 21, I'm a motherfuckin' savage Moonwalkin' in these jugs, Kodak boppin' with this plastic (Lil' bitch)