"UH HUH" lyrics
"UH HUH"
Uh-huh, uh-huh
She on that shit, for sure
She ridin' it, for sure
I treat my bitch like God
Uh-huh, uh-huh
I think we fell in love
My wallet such a slut
We fucked that money up
We shark (Shark)
Sharked in (Yeah)
I can barely talk (Talk), I'm locked in (In)
My bitch give me top (Top), she top tier (Tier)
Bitch, I call the shots (Shots), I'm Herb Dean
Yeah, the way my money Gru, you'd think I'm fuckin' with the Minions
Cold one on my wrist, it's like my name is Maximilian
My bitch, perfect waist, she open gate like it's Oblivion
The way they stole the drip, you'd think they tryna be a synonym
Bitch, I'm on Frank Sinatra, I'm tryna fly you out
She talkin' 'bout some chakras, I'm tryna eye her down
She tryna find nirvana, girl, I'mma show you how
She singin' like she Lana, I got her screamin' out
Uh-huh, uh-huh
She on that shit, for sure
She ridin' it, for sure
I treat my bitch like God
Uh-huh, uh-huh
I think we fell in love
My wallet such a slut
We fucked that money up
We shark (Shark)
Sharked in (Yeah)
I can barely talk (Talk), I'm locked in (In)
My bitch give me top (Top), she top tier (Tier)
Bitch, I call the shots (Shots), I'm Herb Dean
Bitch, I was sixteen, I was jailbreaking Xbox
2017, I was smashing on my ex box
Went through two ODs, bitch, I hit it 'till my chest lock
Now the only thing that I been tickin' is a checkbox
Used to whip Ford Falcon, man, that shit was red hot (Red hot)
We ripped the doors out it, drove it to my gran house
We took a fall, but we never took a handout (A handout)
I worked a job that I really couldn't stand
Now it's fuck 'em
I just blew my old wage on a fit pic (Uh-huh)
Can't believe I'm gettin' paid just to spit shit (Uh-huh)
I remember when they'd say I wouldn't get shit
But lookin' at my bank account, it's got more O's than the Olympics
Uh-huh, uh-huh
She on that shit, for sure
She ridin' it, for sure
I treat my bitch like God
Uh-huh, uh-huh
I think we fell in love
My wallet such a slut
We fucked that money up
We shark (Shark)
Sharked in (Yeah)
I can barely talk (Talk), I'm locked in (In)
My bitch give me top (Top), she top tier (Tier)
Bitch, I call the shots (Shots), I'm Herb Dean
Writer(s): Seaton Rogers, Boler Mani, Stratos Smirnakos
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