Unh Unh
GloRilla
(AClef Vibes on the beat)
Woo, woo, uh
Like, unh, like unh
(Cheese, his name is Cheese)
Okay
They don't want to see no gangster b**ches win
We're in the industry, f**ked up, let these gangster b**ches in
They say my fifteen minutes up, I'm only fifteen minutes in
Before they ever catch me slippin', I'ma slide and spin again
Like, uh
Said I was done, well, dude, we back at it again
Said he can't get no ass no more, I'm lookin' back at it again
Like, uh
Been makin' money, I ain't tryna make no friends
And, if he did, he got to stand on that, ain't makin' no amends (On gang)
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh (On gang)
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh
He want my number, had to hit him with the "Uh-uh," like uh
Shout out to Cali', I'm in Cali', I'm like, "Uh-uh" (Boom, baow, baow)
Coochie candy, when he eat it, he go dumb, dumb
Like, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Put some boots on, I snatch a nigga with no ass (No ass)
He tellin' me he love me, do them other b**ches know that? (Huh?)
He say he love me, told him he can tell his ho that
And, I really just be vibin', I don't see why they be so mad (Mad ass)
They say they the game, but, I don't know 'em, then, I blast his ass (He's lyin')
Hotel in Miami, get backshots on the balcony (Baow, baow)
Black niggas like they b**ches red like a lil' battery
Money making cutie, I'm a gangster nigga fantasy (On God)
They don't want to see no gangster b**ches win
We're in the industry, f**ked up, let these gangster b**ches in
They say my fifteen minutes up, I'm only fifteen minutes in
Before they ever catch me slippin', I'ma slide and spin again
Like, uh
Said I was done, well, dude, we back at it again
Said he can't get no ass no more, I'm lookin' back at it again
Like, uh
Been makin' money, I ain't tryna make no friends
And, if he did, he got to stand on that, ain't makin' no amends (On gang)
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh (On gang)
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh
Ain't got no BBL, lil' b**ch, you must be thick or somethin' (Lyin' ass)
Pussy fat as Hell, they thinkin' this a dick or somethin' (This a chop')
He ask me, "Rhyme it," he must think I'm his b**ch or somethin' (Hold on)
Tryna put me on yo' friend, he must be rich or somethin'
I ain't in these b**ches beef, I'm in my motherf**kin' prime
Told 'em, "Leave me out the way, no parts and I'm not takin' sides"
I wonder how my ex doing', wonder, is they still alive?
Probably somewhere in my DMs, constantly motherf**ker tryin'
The neighbor talk, she a bad b**ch, my ass get f**kin' quiet
A lot of hoes in toxic situations, they just keep it private (On God)
They don't want to see no gangster b**ches win
We're in the industry, f**ked up, let these gangster b**ches in
They say my fifteen minutes up, I'm only fifteen minutes in
Before they ever catch me slippin', I'ma slide and spin again
Like, uh
Said I was done, well, dude, we back at it again
Said he can't get no ass no more, I'm lookin' back at it again
Like, uh
Been makin' money, I ain't tryna make no friends
And, if he did, he got to stand on that, ain't makin' no amends (On gang)
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh (On gang)
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh
