UH HUH

[Intro: NAZVNA]
I lowkey really fuck with Brazilian phonk
I like the— You know, the
Boom-cha-cha, boom-cha, boom-cha-cha, boom-cha
(We love you Uobh)
I don't even know what I'm supposed to say
This is an intro, I'mma get into it, yeah

[Verse 1: NAZVNA]
Running it up, while you gassing your mans up
I slide to the function, I'm fucking your plans up
I can't get the brokies, like go get your bands up
I'm blocking these hoes, 'cause these bitches be stans, uh huh
Ay, got the money in the bag, uh huh
Got the pump, but you pull up with the TEC, uh huh
Playin' D, but I'm switchin' to attack, uh huh
The bullet wounds lookin' like a snack, uh huh
Fuck what you sayin' and fuck what you reppin'
Got two .40s on me, I'll send 'em to heaven
I'll take your whole family and give them depression
I shine in the spotlight and leave an impression
Bitch, I'm a god and you really can't stop that
You cry about funds, where your muhfuckin' job at?
I catch that lil' bitch, like a screenshot, I crop out
I built this shit right from the ground, you can't top that
Been goin' mental
I'm slingin' this metal
I'm rollin' your mans, he get packed like a Bento
I'll ruin his life, send him back to the ghetto
"A little bit off of the top," lookin' ghetto
I'm not gonna lie, bro your life got no meaning
I been getting money, it stacks to the ceiling
I been going hard, 'til I leave bitches screaming
Like Girm must be off some wocky, I'm leaning
What does that mean bro?

[Verse 2: NAZVNA, OMINVS]
Don't know, I'm forgetful
You need to quit bro, like just put down the Pencil
I'm glad to know I'm livin' free in your mental
I pass to my homie, 'cause—
OMINVS get disrespectful
Kill yourself, I never cared 'bout your mental
Got two chromosomes, why you lookin' so special?
If Uobh made it, it's a fire instrumental
Woo, haha
I just be talkin' that bullshit
Every song you make, you not improvin'
You not hard, who you think you was foolin'?
You from the suburbs, like what is you doin'?
Been doing work, all my niggas on honor roll
Fly as hell, bitch I might need a monocle
Broke as fuck, I saw you shop at the Dollar Store
Laugh in your face, I don't care what you cryin' for
Stop all the yappin', that's enough
Me inbound, really going up
Only in US dollars, I can trust
Showin' you money, you never touched
Bitch