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ace santana - uh uh freestyle (prod. $hane) lyrics

santana back up on this with that blow up comin’ soon, uh uh
($hane tag)
smoking on nutritious
healthy cookies so delicious, uh
countin’ all these digits
man they got my fingers itching, uh
what’s to intuition
give me brain like some tuition, uh
bussin’ off that acid that sh-t got my vision blurry, uh
f-cked that b-tch and p-ssed her she gone leave up in a hurry, uh
diamonds on mcflurry
touch em’ shootin like steph curry, uh
we ain’t even worried, uh
bronem’ keep that 30, uh
n-ggas asking bout me i’m still on the same thing, uh
smoking on that broccoli i’m in love with mary jane, uh
she don’t even talk to me she trynna give me brain
b-tch i’m on the same thing baby come and do your thing
riding round the city smoking filly’s like the sixties, uh
not up in my feelings i’m just trynna filll yo biddies, uh
all up in the kitchen she with the pot just like some chili, uh
countin’ all this chicken b-tches left me and look silly, uh
shorty ridin’ with me, uh
p-ssy wet like w-lly, uh
foe nem sliding wit me, uh
30’s 40’s 50’s, uh
i can’t wife no tillys i’m just focused on the bag
countin’ all these billy’s don’t come round me trynna drag
roll me up a backwood me and foenem copped 2 bags
drinking by my old hood i ain’t there and that sh-t sad, uh
now i’m grinding can’t be focused on the d-mn past, uh
got my sh-t in order i want first can’t come in last, uh
arm and hammer, uh
toss it in the bag, uh uh
i got scammers, come and make some cash uh uh
got the blammer, uh try me if you bad
k!lling all my feelings drop explicits when i’m mad
ridin’ round suspicious cause i’m trynna chase that bag
selling those prescriptions to the dope fiends on the ave
i don’t need no mistress i need money and some gas, uh
i need racks, uh trynna get it fast, uh uh
in the fast lane, pluto do the dash, uh uh
smoking propane on my way to cl-ss, uh uh
i’m too d-mn high i can’t find the cl-ss, uh uh
this sh-t so d-mn dry, i might do the dash uh
n-ggas talking sh-t we get to shooting ain’t no movie
catch me running with that stick like we was playing call of duty
f-ckin’ on yo b-tch i got her wet like a jacuzzi, uh
think that sh-t a problem then we hit you with that uzi, uh
closet full of toolies so a n-gga feel like stewie, uh
doing all this music sh-t got yo b-tch trynna do me, uh
n-gga i been used to this young n-gga i been boomin’
smoking on exclusive sh-t it got me feelin’ zooted, uh
call up my bro lilzae he gon’ pop you like balloon
ballin’ like it’s 2k swear that blow up coming soon
smoking on this backwood, b-tch i’m higher then the moon, uh
you be smokin’ lil blunts yo sh-t lookin like cocoons, uh
water whipping, uh
drippin’ like masoon, uh uh
catch me slippin, uh
we yell like raccoons, uh uh
ace santana on this sh-t that blew up soon, uh uh
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