ฟังเพลงUKA UKA (Explicit)

Trippie Redd - UKA UKA

Written by：OZ

Yeah Big 14 know what the fu*k goin' on yeah

Ooh said I made y'all

So how could I be mad that I ain't y'all

Same reason why I hate y'all

Hop up in this Rari then I race off ayy

Do the dash in this racecar

Got the Pistol Pete on me is this a face off Ayy

Better say your da*n grace dog

Blind in reality just like you're Ray Charles

Ayy I don't want no more pressure

No I don't want no more pressure

No I don't want no more pressure

Ahh don't want no more pressure

Ahh don't want no more pressure

Ahh don't want no more pressure ahh

Ayy fu*k your bit*h and hit my fu*king dab

Ayy choppers by my side you know it clap

Like your bit*h a*s big bag

Big cash and I tote a big gat

Aftermath I'm just dressed in all black

Got the black mask

I'll pull it out the motherfu*king black bag

Ooh yeah and drop your a*s

Bang bang lil nig*a you left in the past

Ooh ayy son these nig*as I'm your dad

Big racks on my body baby got this cash

Pray these goofy nig*as really goin' out sad

Give these p***y nig*as hell like I'm Johnny Gat ooh

Swear I want no pressure

No swear I want no pressure

No swear I want no pressure

No swear I want no pressure

No swear I want no pressure

No swear I want no pressure

No swear I want no pressure

Ooh ayy ooh are you nig*as really from the field

Or are you nig*as really from the hills

I got a mob of nig*as coming by the mills

They'll shoot your a*s down boy from 1400 kills for real

I'm tryna find your fu*kin chill

I'm off this Actavis I'm tryna pop a seal

I don't do Xannies baby no don't do no pills

I'm just smokin on do*e baby

Just thumbin' through the mills so ill