UH OH (Explicit)

UH OH (Explicit) - Pouya

Baby Bone back on the scene

It's like I never left

I had to take a break

From h*es breathing down my neck

All but 6 the set

I rep until I rest

Smoke filling up my chest

My life is such a mess

Grippin' a 9 millimeter

I'ma lead 'em a leader

My brothers coming with me

Oh no here we go again

Don't pretend like you love me

When the money's coming in

In

I been through the rain

The ring of the pain

Thou shall my enemies

And leave 'em in vein

Bang bang for the boy

To put a hole in your brain

I been pacing back and forth

I think I'm going insane

All this fame obtained don't mean a thing

One deep in a Range

I'm headed straight

To the bank with my FTP bag

Glock and a mask finna blast on your a*s

Half-evil on my back

I need a pack from Sam

Hit the road put another million dollars in my head

Get it split it get a band

Feel like Juicy make her dance

For the bands

Baby Bone middle finger to the man

You know I stand on my business

I feel like Tom whenever

I'm on a mission

Talking sideways intermissive

**** boys slippin'

Now you duck in your grave

Rappers get wet tryna ride my wave

Miami Dade Florida boy still stuck in his ways

Singing to the reaper as I'm counting my days

Uh oh Florida boy riding in the Chevy so low

Wood grain gripping

Hanging out the windows

Smoking on some endo

Baby Bone sittin' low

So cold gripping chrome like

Uh oh Florida boy riding in the Chevy so low

Uh

Wood grain gripping

Hanging out the windows

Smoking on some endo

Pouya

Baby Bone sittin' low

So cold gripping chrome like

Come along for the ride

I'm burning an ounce at a time

Another ***** to ****

Is just a new mountain to climb

Woah

New Balenciagas yeah

Got you shopping online

And all the money

That I talk just a topic of mine

Woo

Another pistol

I could pop all the buttons combined

Pow

I bought a ***** another car off the lot in Peru

Another day another dollar discounted in Shein

Woah

So **** a *****

'Cause my Impala get quality time

Look what's under the hood

Niggas won't even look

If you can take it you can have it

That one in the books

Biggest boss in the city

******* kissin' my ring

Such a difficult thing

When you done been through some things

Woo

In the black double R in this double park

Woah

Got a hundred round drum

That's if you want a problem

Woah

Lil' homie serving like we call him ching-a-ling

Got on a Jacob and I spend a million for the ring

Uh oh Florida boy riding in the Chevy

So low

Wood grain gripping

Hanging out the windows

Smoking on some endo

Baby Bone sittin' low

So cold gripping chrome like

Uh oh Florida boy riding in the Chevy

So low

Wood grain gripping

Hanging out the windows

Smoking on some endo

Baby Bone sittin' low

So cold gripping chrome like