Uhlone! Lyrics – CashBently
Singer: CashBently
Title: Uhlone!
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I’m tryna get like Ymar
Woah, brr
I was down broke, man, I did it alone
Now that I’m up they wan’ call up my phone
Your thot is a dog, I’ma give her a bone
Big body, we got it, the Cullinan gone [Skrrt
I be so high in the sky like a drone
Thought it felt new, I can’t f#ck with the tone
Don’t got a heart but I keep me a chrome
Yeah, uh-uh
She like Celine but she f#ck with the Rick [f#ck with the Rick
Givenchy her body, can’t f#ck with my b#tch [f#ck with my b#tch
Tell your lil’ thot, “Come and slurp on this dick”
I know that b#tch fell in love with money [The money
Half of these n#gg#s be broke and it’s funny [Broke and it’s funny
Put a lil’ bag on his head, it ain’t nothing [Head, it ain’t nothing
He’s got to be high, the f#ck are we thumbin’? [The f#ck are we thumbin’?]
Call up my brother, we rich as a b#tch
Call up my brother, he might f#ck your b#tch
Glock .22 with a barrel like Mitch
I cannot lie, b#tch, I sip a lot
2019, brought the Bimmer out [Woah
n#gg#s wan’ play, brought the steamer out [Woah
I be surprised that I made it out [Made it out
Got to thank God that I made it out [Made it out
Told that b#tch, “Let go”
All of my exes be tryna come f#ck but I told that b#tch, “Let go”
Woah, all of my b#tches, they bad as the f#ck and they spread it like J Lo
Woah, and the bullets be flying, can’t tell you the time but I’m telling you, “Lay low”
Woah, turn up but lay low, woah
I took a Perc’, boy, I’m high
Told that lil’ baby, “Get low”
I know that b#tch is outside
Told that lil’ baby, “Go home”
I know her man be so mad
Tryna push up to the nine
I know she f#ck with the guys
Told that lil’ boy to come try
Woah, brr
I was down broke, man, I did it alone
Now that I’m up they wan’ call up my phone
Your thot is a dog, I’ma give her a bone
Big body, we got it, the Cullinan gone [Skrrt
I be so high in the sky like a drone
Thought it felt new, I can’t f#ck with the tone
Don’t got a heart but I keep me a chrome
Yeah, uh-uh
She like Celine but she f#ck with the Rick [f#ck with the Rick
Givenchy her body, can’t f#ck with my b#tch [f#ck with my b#tch
Tell your lil’ thot, “Come and slurp on this dick”
I know that b#tch fell in love with money [The money
Half of these n#gg#s be broke and it’s funny [Broke and it’s funny
Put a lil’ bag on his head, it ain’t nothing [Head, it ain’t nothing
He’s got to be high, the f#ck are we thumbin’? [The f#ck are we thumbin’?]
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