Uchies (feat. Jay 305)

Uchies, uchies, uchies, uchies Uchies, uchies, uchies, uchies Hmmmmm Does make it Flex you Try me?, Please you don't have enough uchies Let alone, enough groupies, I'm out with the broski, tell me how you wanna do it Killers ride to my music, on God I can't think straight A buck fifty on the e-way, they ain't never finna get me, they ain't never finna get me But they can get high speed chase Anything for uchies, tryna tell you I'm the Ruler Heads down when you speak to me, get on your knees when you greet me You know I got it in me, and then your attitude Don't like pops in my business, too many pops from the beginning, I'm riding with a sentence I'm all about the uchies, tired of bumppin, heads with They be acting like they won't Ten bands for a lawyer, that was just for him to speak to me Niggas wanna write grievances, Cause they hating on my ass, why they hating on my ass Cause they hugging on the block, I tried to tell you I'm the problem Uchies, uchies, uchies, uchies, uchies, uchies uchies, uchies, uchies, uchies, uchies Anything for the uchies, anything for the uchies Anything, anything, anything for the uchies, anything uchies Anything, anything, anything for the uchies Midnight mission on my bullshit Looking for some money and a cool bitch Still getting money off of Youzza Flip You looking like a bum, like a hipster bitch Bummies, other people's money 12 years old, got beat up for serving dummies I love the uchi, got damn I love the money My play auntie, was my favorite smoker Taught me how to cook up shake and play poker, let me hustle out her car to go to Oakland Go stupid, got hyphy with the hustle And I then I used to sell my lunch tickets, and hit the dice game Ohh, Drakeo, that's Mr. Get Dough Jay 305, Mr. Mr. Good Dough Uchies, uchies, uchies, uchies, uchies, uchies uchies, uchies, uchies, uchies, uchies Anything for the uchies, anything for the uchies Anything, anything, anything for the uchies, anything uchies Anything, anything, anything for the uchies Mr. Uchies, cold devil, it's life threatening Chop a nigga down for these pints, it's my medicine Bitch you ain't getting nada Keep the blood to your bottle, cause I never wore Prada Bleed 'em, fuck it, these niggas, I never need 'em Riding in the Boondocks some body to stand me, bleating Ain't fucking him, ain't fucking me neither A fake watch, a fake chain, on me there's neither This nigga's a meat beater Silly Billy nigga, cause we leaving Twenty strips on the floor for any nigga competing Jesus, somebody call a Threw so much money, shit the need a clean I should get a beating, all this money I'm receiving Threw so much, shit the need a clean Cause bitchAnything for the uchies, anything for the uchies Uchies, uchies, uchies, uchies, uchies, uchies uchies, uchies, uchies, uchies, uchies Anything for the uchies, anything for the uchies Anything, anything, anything for the uchies, anything uchies Anything, anything, anything for the uchies