Ushy Lyrics – TREY CHOPS
Singer: TREY CHOPS
Title: Ushy
So nervous at a head shop, small white dealer got a beanie, getting p-popped
You won’t ever catch me holding more than just a lil’ pot, nah I ain’t a b#tch, but y’all Could bet I’m a smart one, dick
f#ck with me, I’ma do it, but bet this money come in and you act like you is a student
No this denim ain’t skinny, but it’s better than a loose fit, toothless, b#tches on my Tinder Like who’s this [f#ck that
Break up out this b#tch just like a Rugrat, I’ma bust that p#ss# while a n#gg# spit 4 tracks
I’ma get crazy in a minute like Prozak, sucks to be you bruh, I can’t even smoke crack
Get over here man, need a few fans, make a few plans, fill a few stands
Tell me ya dreams, I’ll say what it means, I’ll try though, hit ’em up, high low
Oh Lord, we never knew what it felt like
Still don’t, gotta get grown, never in the strip club, not a good song
I don’t come through with all my money, got a bank card, nah I ain’t no dummy
f#cking with women that’s acting real scummy, someone please holla my name, man
Minds all in a daze man, break me off with that Ushy
Holla at a n#gg# with good tree, I think I smell Ushy
Minds all in a daze man, break me off with that Ushy
Holla at a n#gg# with good tree, I think I smell Ushy
Finna make ya’ll b#tches laugh, dab, then a n#gg# close all them tabs
Oh I’m in love with Mary, it’s scary, so I must say
Wake up to the brand new days that we love, come here Mary get a brand new hug
Sniff ya hair ’cause a n#gg# don’t care, change up my flow, break off ya weave like there
Come on over kick it, I split it, lick it, and dick it, I suppose money don’t mean much, but-
I wanna be the brodies and homies at Tony’s, won’t ever let a label act phony, I sign with Sony
That’s why we stay lifted, life seems so damn dull ’til you finish a big spliff
Minds all in a daze bruh, smoke pon di spliff, yeah a n#gg# stay blazed up
Oh Lord, we never knew what it felt like
Still don’t, gotta get grown, never in the strip club, not a good song
I don’t come through with all my money, got a bank card, nah I ain’t no dummy
f#cking with women that’s acting real scummy, someone please holla my name, man
Minds all in a daze man, break me off with that Ushy
Holla at a n#gg# with good tree, I think I smell Ushy
Minds all in a daze man, break me off with that Ushy
Holla at a n#gg# with good tree, I think I smell Ushy
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