"Unkle Hell Yea" lyrics
(You stupid-ass lil' boy)
In the building
Trap, trap, take care of—
Ayy, ayy, yeah
All the real niggas in the building
Trap, trap, take care of children
All the real niggas on the squad with them
Beat the block, take care of mama 'nem
All the bad bitches, do you hear me?
Suck a mean dick, mind your business
All the real hoes, do you feel me?
Let me put my babies on your titties
How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood? Scratch that
Bitch, I got a Draco with the wood, yup, yup, and I'm ridin' with that thing through the hood
I might pull up to the lemonade stand for the kids
Play it off, hit your crib for your bands and your lid
Over life or ándale, I bake a cake and get him dead
My migos like ándale, they put machetes to his head, huh
Peter Piper picked a pack of pickled peppers, scratch that
We don't like her, we gon' put lil' baby in the trash bag
Put the 40 on a nigga, get him blew like it's a hashtag
My young dog just paid for some blues off of Cash App
Skuba Steve best dance moves since Michael Jackson
Can't get jiggy with niggas like Michael Blackson
Sada Baby talk more shit than Michael Rapaport
Type of nigga whip an adventure to an Aventador, huh
All the real niggas in the building
Trap, trap, take care of children
All the real niggas on the squad with them
Beat the block, take care of mama 'nem
All the bad bitches, do you hear me?
Suck a mean dick, mind your business
All the real hoes, do you feel me?
Let me put my babies on your titties
I say Boosie Ru ate them bullets up 'cause he a big dog
Niggas in they feelings 'cause they know we 'bout to lift off
Same reason all them same niggas gettin' picked off
Main reason all my main bitches never with y'all
Head honcho, Skuba, I'm the main one
Still slidin' through the city with my handgun
Workin' line to them niggas, I don't fear nothin'
Beat the fuck out a nigga if I feel a way
Fifty hollows in this drum, it's a giveaway
Out the way, but still'll drop you if you in the way
I be waitin' on new choppers comin' in the mail
Pray to God every night, still gon' give 'em hell
If my fiends want that raw, I'm gon' give it to 'em
My main office my auntie 'nem living room
AR leave his feet wet, this ain't no kiddie pool
Make your bitch stuff my pills in the fitting room, huh
All the real niggas in the building
Trap, trap, take care of children
All the real niggas on the squad with them
Beat the block, take care of mama 'nem
All the bad bitches, do you hear me?
Suck a mean dick, mind your business
All the real hoes, do you feel me?
Let me put my babies on your titties
In the building
Trap, trap, take care of—
Ayy, ayy, yeah
All the real niggas in the building
Trap, trap, take care of children
All the real niggas on the squad with them
Beat the block, take care of mama 'nem
All the bad bitches, do you hear me?
Suck a mean dick, mind your business
All the real hoes, do you feel me?
Let me put my babies on your titties
How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood? Scratch that
Bitch, I got a Draco with the wood, yup, yup, and I'm ridin' with that thing through the hood
I might pull up to the lemonade stand for the kids
Play it off, hit your crib for your bands and your lid
Over life or ándale, I bake a cake and get him dead
My migos like ándale, they put machetes to his head, huh
Peter Piper picked a pack of pickled peppers, scratch that
We don't like her, we gon' put lil' baby in the trash bag
Put the 40 on a nigga, get him blew like it's a hashtag
My young dog just paid for some blues off of Cash App
Skuba Steve best dance moves since Michael Jackson
Can't get jiggy with niggas like Michael Blackson
Sada Baby talk more shit than Michael Rapaport
Type of nigga whip an adventure to an Aventador, huh
All the real niggas in the building
Trap, trap, take care of children
All the real niggas on the squad with them
Beat the block, take care of mama 'nem
All the bad bitches, do you hear me?
Suck a mean dick, mind your business
All the real hoes, do you feel me?
Let me put my babies on your titties
I say Boosie Ru ate them bullets up 'cause he a big dog
Niggas in they feelings 'cause they know we 'bout to lift off
Same reason all them same niggas gettin' picked off
Main reason all my main bitches never with y'all
Head honcho, Skuba, I'm the main one
Still slidin' through the city with my handgun
Workin' line to them niggas, I don't fear nothin'
Beat the fuck out a nigga if I feel a way
Fifty hollows in this drum, it's a giveaway
Out the way, but still'll drop you if you in the way
I be waitin' on new choppers comin' in the mail
Pray to God every night, still gon' give 'em hell
If my fiends want that raw, I'm gon' give it to 'em
My main office my auntie 'nem living room
AR leave his feet wet, this ain't no kiddie pool
Make your bitch stuff my pills in the fitting room, huh
All the real niggas in the building
Trap, trap, take care of children
All the real niggas on the squad with them
Beat the block, take care of mama 'nem
All the bad bitches, do you hear me?
Suck a mean dick, mind your business
All the real hoes, do you feel me?
Let me put my babies on your titties
