Uh Huh (feat. 2 Chainz)

Quarter mil' on ice, we call that bling bling, uh-huh

Running up these racks on all you green beans, uh-huh

Foreigns in the brick, look like a dream team, uh-huh

Brick still on your wrist, I told you one thing, uh-huh

Spoil my bitch, let's get rich, type of shit I'm on

Teach my clique, know to hit, type of shit I'm on

Take some trips, let's get lit, type of shit I'm on

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Yeah, bitch head go dumb

Wrist been feeling numb

Yeah, still toting that gun

Like he on the run, run, run

Run, Forrest, run, run, Forrest, run

Yeah, might chase your boyfriend 'bout you

Bitch, I'm done

Yeah, I drop this dick, she said, "You hell with it"

I bought her Chanel shoes to match Chanel with it

She asked for the snow and I promise to never go tell ****

I fuck with this ho and she sent her lil' buddy to sell with us

Big shit popping

Big dick energy

Bitch, what's popping?

This bitch cocky

Wrist'll get follies

Lit like Scotty

Who else getting the pills in college?

Hmm (Skoob)

Quarter mil' on ice, we call that bling bling, uh-huh

Running up these racks on all you green beans, uh-huh

Foreigns in the brick, look like a dream team, uh-huh

Brick still on your wrist, I told you one thing, uh-huh

Spoil my bitch, let's get rich, type of shit I'm on

Teach my clique, know to hit, type of shit I'm on

Take some trips, let's get lit, type of shit I'm on

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Cuban link on top of a Cuban link

Another Cuban link, pussy pink, bon appétit

Coming with me, you better not stink, I'll find you a sink

You think you can fuck with this flow, lil' ****, then load up a beat

Code of the streets, I live that shit, you feel that shit

They bring me whips, I don't go to no dealership

When I met the plug, tell me, where the fuck was you?

Parter had the dog food, yabba-dabba-doo

Big boy rider, drip designer

Draw down on him, I'll outline him

Southside with me, the whole Al-Qaeda

Sell a **** dummy, duct taped flour

Quarter mil' on ice, we call that bling bling, uh-huh

Running up these racks on all you green beans, uh-huh

Foreigns in the brick, look like a dream team, uh-huh

Brick still on your wrist, I told you one thing, uh-huh

Spoil my bitch, let's get rich, type of shit I'm on

Teach my clique, know to hit, type of shit I'm on

Take some trips, let's get lit, type of shit I'm on

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, uh-huh