Uh-Oh

Fixed my flow oh no oh no, lemme tell you all bout this shit on the go,
Studying school as i walk to the store,
Rapping this off top of the dome,

McCauley Caulkin, stalking the intruders cause I’m home alone,
Can’t live unless they take out loans,
Tryna compete but I’m on the throne,
Like Kevin Gates i got two phones,
One for the goals & one for the hoes,
After i hit, she pigeon-toed,
All for the bros you know the code,
Can’t repair my trust because it was broken too long ago,

Harder than me , i think that’s a joke,
Got silent every time i spoke,
Street concrete that bitch on fleek, i think i might take off her robe,
Copying me must be your chore,
Your music sure is a bore,

Brought her over to spend the night, i left but shawty want some more,
Bodies on bodies, check the score,
Thotties on thotties, check the whore,

Recap of my life with the dollars & stripes i guess i will explain my lore,
Hands on my knees, talking to the lord,
Smoking trees? oh no oh no,

Messing with me ain’t too wise unless you wanna see some gore,
Pull up, & i got ‘em froze,
Got his girl saying “uh oh,”

Verse:
“Hey QB,” how you doing mamí, lemme bend you over the top of the stove,
Take some pictures hit the pose,
Take some pictures, now we goals,

Blah blah blah, tattle tales & pales that mf over there looking stale,
How the hell you soft & out of jail?
How the hell you out? you ain’t get no bail,

See everything but speak on nothing , boy i got receipts I’m sure not bluffing,
What kind of za your ass is puffin?
Think you bad but you just huffin’,

Y’all make me scoff, go head & cough, you might need some robitussin,
Got your girl riding & fussin’,
Got her shaking from this roughing,

Oh no oh no oh no,
Made a pit stop but I’m back on the road,
Did a quick shop but back to the polls,
Too the chart with each release, they hear me speak, when i touch the mic that shit go gold,
These mfs getting to bold,
You’re not harder, don’t even gloat,
Fr,

Fixed my flow oh no oh no, lemme tell you all bout this shit on the go,
Studying school as i walk to the store,
Rapping this off top of the dome,
McCauley Caulkin, stalking the intruders cause I’m home alone,
Can’t live unless they take out loans,
Tryna compete but I’m on the throne,
Like Kevin Gates i got two phones,
One for the goals & one for the hoes,
After i hit, she pigeon-toed,
All for the bros you know the code,
Can’t repair my trust because it was broken too long ago,
Harder than me , i think that’s a joke,
Got silent every time i spoke,
Street concrete that bitch on fleek, i think i might take off her robe,
Copying me must be your chore,
Your music sure is a bore,
Brought her over to spend the night, i left but shawty want some more,
Bodies on bodies, check the score,
Thotties on thotties, check the whore,
Recap of my life with the dollars & stripes i guess i will explain my lore,
Hands on my knees, talking to the lord,
Smoking trees? oh no oh no,
Messing with me ain’t too wise unless you wanna see some gore,
Pull up, & i got ‘em froze,
Got his girl saying “uh oh,”