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lil uber – flexin’ on the enemies lyrics

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[chorus: lil uber]
f-ck on your b-tch with my d-ck (skrt)
my grandma be sellin’ dope sh-t (brr)
suck on my d-ck just the tip (yah)
she mad ’cause she ain’t in this sh-t (drr)
yea, i got a lot of enemies
smoke the tip of my d-ck (that way)
dåse has been on the downlow
clean on my d-ck not the window (skrt)

[verse 1: lil uber]
linus f-cks b-tches in nighttime
right before it is his bedtime (yah)
right before 9 o’clock (brr)
20 b-tches on his c-ck (skrt)
after that he be blockin’ (yah)
yo, no way that b-tch even watching (yah)
that girl probably be broke (yeah)
or try to sue me for a joke (skrt)

[chorus: lil uber]
f-ck on your b-tch with my d-ck
my grandma be sellin’ dope sh-t
suck on my d-ck just the tip
she mad ’cause she ain’t in this sh-t
yea, i got a lot of enemies
smoke the tip of my d-ck
dåse has been on the downlow
clean on my d-ck not the window

[verse 2: r-ss]
i’m drivin’ around in my lambo (skrt)
b-tches countin’ dollars in the back, yo (yah)
money in my pockets, i need bigger pants (yeet)
private jet, got a mansion in france (oh sh-t)
spent 30k on my wrist (d-mn)
i could go ahead, and make a whole list (what)
y’all working hard every night (yah)
i’m makin’ millies, that’s right (oh)
can’t even count all my cash (sh-t)
your girl be lookin’ like trash (throw her out)
girls in my bed, they keep buzzin’ (oh yea)
is that your mom or your cousin? (wait what?)
my bed cost more than your rent (yah)
your house is worth like a cent (what)
i be flexin’ but listen here (huh?)
how can you come back, when i disappear (skrt)

[bridge: r-ss]
yah dude, i got so much money man
i’m f-ckin’… f-ckin’ ballin’ dude, oh god
where the f-ck am i even?
i’m gonna get the f-ck outta here dude

[verse 3: r-ss]
i’m makin’ a bunch with the squad (skrt)
grandma be sellin’ a lot (yah)
she havin’ bait on the rod (what)
until she got f-cking shot (-gun shot-)
yea, i ain’t got no friends with me (skrt)
got a brother on the beat (yah)
i’m drivin’ lambos fast (what)
and i go by with a blast (got ’em)

[verse 4: lil uber]
take on that b-tch like a dab o’ranch (yeet)
buy your sidechick a big diamond rang (what)
make that b-tch go with the gang (yah)
i might end up with a bang (-gun reloading-)
holy sh-t my d-ck big (what?)
how am i able to fit (yo stop)
i don’t want her p-ssy to split (oh sh-t)
might just go with it (skrt skrt skrrrrt)



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