unclebitxhes – range rover lyrics
hide ya body like 5 bities over
and depart in a ‘c-ke green gl-ss’ range rover
raid your trap,then i call my manz to warm the stove up
’cause we ain’t slept in days b-tch, we gotta make this quota
pockets on stupid, more cheese than stouffers
still tippin 4’4s, codeine in my ginger soda
i’m posted with ya b-tch, smoking & f-cking on her sofa
now this hoe’s tryna tell me she’s in love and shit now manne….
what the f-ck??
unclebitxhes on the boards
uncavelli on the pen
steady macking
never lacking
know we keep it pimpin’
never trust these b-tches, (na)
i never love these hoes, dog.(na)
the wise words of a pimp
i thought i told y’all..
all that fake flexing shit will probably get you caught up
f-cking with unclebitxhes money; finna get you shot up
all that fake flexing shit will probably get you caught up
f-cking with unclebitxhes money; finna get you shot up
hide ya body like 5 bities over and depart in a ‘c-ke green gl-ss’ range rover
range rover
range rover
(x2)
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