Uhohhh Songtext
von Troy Ave

Gang gang
R.I.P. to Bang Bang
Praise God
Smash on ′em, smash on 'em
Get a whole lot of cash on ′em
Two-twenty in the dash on 'em

Smash on a, smash on
Lookin' good, whole lot of cash on
Two-twenty on the fuckin′ dash on a bitch
Before I leave, buh-buh-buh-buh-blast on a bitch

I′m wildin' in this bitch, they like, "Uh-oh"
Countin′ on some shit, they like, "Uh-oh"
You mad 'cause I′m rich, nigga, uh-oh
Fully-loaded clip, better duck low
I'm wildin′ in this bitch, they like, "Uh-oh"
Countin' on some shit, they like, "Uh-oh"
You mad 'cause I′m rich, nigga, uh-oh
Fully-loaded clip, better duck low


Word
DBT, real trap nigga, birds
Look, I am not friends with no rap niggas (birds)
Man, I used to buy cards, now I′m buyin' boats (wavy)
Man, I used to have a heart, now I′m cuttin' throats (slay ′em)
Come to my neck of the woods, you already know
I got trees and pistols, but they ain't for show
I got two million in cash and I made it slow (how?)
I made a million off music, million off of blow (powder)
Winning, I′m a boss with some dirty hands
Filthy, I use 'em poolside, countin' thirty bands
Feel me? Writing from my motherfuckin′ waterfall (make it rain)
But when I spray a house, it ain′t no water, y'all
Listen, whip it ′til it change, nigga, word
I am rich off cocaine, nigga, word
I give a fuck about fame, nigga
I emerged from the fuckin' crack flame, nigga, word

I′m wildin' in this bitch, they like, "Uh-oh"
Countin′ on some shit, they like, "Uh-oh"
You mad 'cause I'm rich, nigga, uh-oh
Fully-loaded clip, better duck low
I′m wildin′ in this bitch, they like, "Uh-oh"
Countin' on some shit, they like, "Uh-oh"
You mad ′cause I'm rich, nigga, uh-oh
Fully-loaded clip, better duck low


Look, you ain′t really rich, that's your man′s paper (hold up)
I got a housekeeper and a landscaper (more up)
I'ma come clean, dawg, we ain't the same (why?)
I know where you shop, you got a fake chain (oh my)
Fraudin′, so much fraudin′ (hah)
Man, I'm dead, where the hell is the coffin?
Fuck it, instead of me resting in peace
I rest twenty-carat VS1 stones in my piece (bling)
Icy man, icy man, how you so cold?
I kept it independent, they like, "How you so bold?"
You read a nigga penny and his story gettin′ told
I make ninety-five percent of every record that I sold
Realest nigga in this shit just to be specific
Hard work, faith in God, grind, I'm committed
Made it on my own, can′t nobody say I didn't
Niggas ridin′ waves, tryna -

Smash on a, smash on a
Lookin' good, whole lot of cash on a
Two-twenty on the fuckin' dash on a bitch
Before I leave, buh-buh-buh-buh-blast on a bitch

I′m wildin′ in this bitch, they like, "Uh-oh"
Countin' on some shit, they like, "Uh-oh"
You mad ′cause I'm rich, nigga, uh-oh
Fully-loaded clip, better duck low
I′m wildin' in this bitch, they like, "Uh-oh"
Countin′ on some shit, they like, "Uh-oh"
You mad 'cause I'm rich, nigga, uh-oh
Fully-loaded clip, better duck low

Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah