
Ufobinky – n#gg# wym Lyrics
Artist: Ufobinky
Song: n#gg# wym
I say fafafafa hit em in his head
Ion be writing wit no pencil
Kuz my Glock hold all tha led
Told that b#tch dont f#kkin pull off
We gone make sho dat he dead
No my n#gg#s never run
Dees n#gg#s p#ss# we ain’t scared
Had me sitting up in court
But i ain’t say sh#t to feds
Yall kno binky can’t go to sleep
Unless he taking booko meds
I can’t leave without my flag
A young n#gg# been stepping red
She retarted on dat dick i started thinking dat sped
I say ugh ugh achoo im took sick
They think im mrr the way a young n#gg# been ruthless
We hoping out dont leave no evidence we leave em klueless
If we pullup we taking everything gone leave em shoeless
(X2) I say Ugh ugh ugh ugh n#gg# wat u mean
I got shooters i got robbers real steppas on my team
We got chops we Glocks all them b#tches come wit beams
Had to put another thug to sleep be gangsta in yo dreams
b#tch wakeup n#gg# catch you slipping off that wok
Got sum bruddas bound to crash they do the dash like f#ck the cops
I can’t lack i keep my gat you run up tripping you get popped
What’s the word we come thru swerving wit them sticks they think they mops
I say ugh ugh ugh ugh n#gg# wym
Tell yo b#tch get off my bridges my extensions come wit beams
My aunt lena into crippin i like making n#gg#s bleed
Turn a opp into a pack and now we rolling him
In leaves
Im like shawty what you on she call my phone its hella late
Can’t be thinking with my dick i won’t do chilling i got plays
No the opps won’t leave a mark but i got sparks you get erased
Counting cash while riding fast i know them n#gg#s want my place
I say uh uh uh uh tell them boys to catchup
f#ck yo hittas spin thru hea you betta come with backup
My li hittas got that uh that make you n#gg#s backup
I like chilling counting gwuap im into stacking racks up
I say Ugh ugh ugh ugh n#gg# wat u mean
I got shooters i got robbers real steppas on my team
We got chops we Glocks all them b#tches come wit beams
Had to put another thug to sleep be gangsta in yo dreams n#gg#
Ay na this b#tch hard son, you know what the f#ck goin on we all inna room wit it
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Release Year: 2022