damiv12 - yuck lyrics
[chorus]
perkies in the cup, i’m faded, f+ckin’ feelin’ numb (numb), you b+tch ass
big body truck, i pull up, skirt the lot these motherf+ckers run (skrrt), you b+tch ass
i’m ridin’ dirty, with the seats down low, the floor is full of mud (mud), you b+tch ass
you watch me flex, i got the whole world stuck, these n+ggas in the cut (cut), you b+tch ass
yuck, yeah, i’m ridin’ with the f+ckin’ top down low (top down)
yeah, yuck, this ice up on my wrist, it got me movin’ slow (slow)
yuck, yeah my pockets so d+mn fat, they they gonna blow (blow)
yeah, yuck, we pull up, f+ck the talk, just action, yeah they know (know)
[verse]
i used to boot up off the molly now my mind’s just in a daze (daze)
i just pulled up, and then i see the opps, these f+ckers get erased (erase)
in the bentayga with the yucky tint, this booger swervin side to side (skrrt)
high tide, step aside, don’t give 3 f+cks, your b+tch she down to ride (ride)
n+gga’s speculated (huh) that i was just perculated (say what?)
i really calculated (math), cash on me it’s gravitated (9.81)
your b+tch she demonstrated (act), sucked me off, i levitated (slurp, slurp)
my diamonds never faded (shine), hating n+ggas so frustrated (you mad n+gga)
uh+huh uh, step into the function, and it’s blacked out like some ink (huh)
uh+huh uh, pockets so d+mn heavy, man my denim gonna sink (sink)
uh+huh uh, grippin’ on that steel like this sh+t f+ckin’ part of fit (fit)
uh+huh uh, talkin’ out your neck, lil p+ssy boy don’t even try me (nah) lil b+tch
[chorus]
perkies in the cup, i’m faded, f+ckin’ feelin’ numb (numb), you b+tch ass
big body truck, i pull up, skirt the lot these motherf+ckers run (skrrt), you b+tch ass
i’m ridin’ dirty, with the seats down low, the floor is full of mud (mud), you b+tch ass
you watch me flex, i got the whole world stuck, these n+ggas in the cut (cut), you b+tch ass
yuck, yeah, i’m ridin’ with the f+ckin’ top down low (top down)
yeah, yuck, this ice up on my wrist, it got me movin’ slow (slow)
yuck, yeah my pockets so d+mn fat, they they gonna blow (blow)
yeah, yuck, we pull up, f+ck the talk, just action, yeah they know (know)
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