Uh Uh

[Intro: kishin]
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
Uh, uh

[Verse 1: kishin]
I'm the one
Moving different, but I'm still the same (Same)
If I say it, then you can get stained (Stained)
Not my bitch, no, you cannot come stay (Stay)
Nuh-uh
I got sons
Think they different but they sound the same (Same)
I can never hang around no lame (Lame)
Got a bitch in every other state (Every other state)
Uh-huh
Gotta count up, no, I can't go broke
She on her knees, got my dick in her throat
Smoking exotic, and it got me slow
Never catch me sad over any hoe (Oh)
Bank account, and I fill it with O's (O’s)
I be sеlling what they cook in stoves (Stoves)
I got monеy, but I want some more (More)
Never stopping, that shit don't get old (Old)

[Verse 2: ujin]
Damn
Took a lot to get to where I'm at (Pew)
I feel like the Margiela man
Stupid bitch said she wanna hold my hand
But I'm counting bands up in Yen
Going up, that's a knack
F&N make his ass go splat
Japanese thot, told that bitch, “Don't gag”
She wanna ride with the crew (Pew)
All of my bills, they blue (Pew)
Keeping my shit aloof (Pew)
All of my sons, they start to hate on me like that's they job
Can't be showing no love ‘cause I know they gon' be taking it up
They ass, but I don't wanna speak too much
‘Cause I don't wanna bore my lungs
My bitch got out last week
She my lil’ plug, but she a neek, though
Had to run up, like, three folds
Guess she proud of me

[Verse 3: mitsu]
Huh, go
She wanna come over, told that bitch lay low
Fuck it, my hoodie
You know that shit Chrome (Oh-oh-oh)
Talking my shit ‘cause you know I'm the goat
Too many sons, and they all tryna’ clone (Oh-oh-oh)
Got too many clones, got too many clothes
My name in your mouth, better keep that shit closed
I keep to myself, I DND my phone
Huh, go
I got a red-eye to catch, huh (Ah-ah)
I don't give a fuck ‘bout exes
She askin’ me, “mitsu, what's next?”, huh (Ah-ah)
I get a bag bigger than Texas (Than Texas)
I stay whippin’ in an AMG
No S-Class or that Lexus (Aye, aye, aye)
They say, “mitsu, your flow is infectious”
Huh, like oh-oh-oh

[Verse 4: veezuh]
(Huh, huh, huh, huh)
Yeah, I can tell she wanna say the L-word
But I told that bitch to save it, huh
And I put that shit on God
Put that on my life like David
Can't love hoes, they way too basic
I run it up, bitch, I run it like Asic
She doin’ tricks on the dick (Collateral shot)
Halfway through, she tell me that she wanna tape it, uh
They wanna eat my dick
Bitch, I feel like a muh’ fuckin’ cater (Fuck you)
She got a fat ass
But she want it fatter than
Bitch, I might just cake it (MVP)
Ain't talkin’ League when I say you a faker
Bitch, I been runnin’ up, runnin’ up paper
I'm not a super hero, I can't save her
This shit so effortless, I make a masterpiece (Yes)
All of these bitches come after me
Bih, after me
(This is too easy)