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​yuke - ​you not lyrics

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[intro]
ugh, what, okay, what
polo boy shawty on the track, so i’m k!llin’ it
waaan, okay

[chorus]
they say “how you jugg like that?” (b+tch!)
b+tch, i’m cruisin’ all black
if i pop out all black then i might pop out wit’ that gat
see me clutchin’ on that beam, n+gga, no, i never lack (p+p+plugg)
i got hunnids’ in the trap and i can get it through the back
and i see your lil’ hoe lookin’, she like, how yuke do it like that?
you can’t move like that
you can’t, what, what, what?
you not built like that
you not cut like that
it is just an act, huh, you not from the trap, huh
it is just an act, n+gga, you not from the trap
if i round down, make it clap, then his gang not gon’ spin back, yeah (polo boy shawty on the track, so i’m k!llin’ it) (b+tch!)
.40 in my jeans, when i walk that sh+t cl!ck+clack
got the cameras up on me because they know i’m f+ckin’ next
and they see me gettin’ checks and i’m ridin’ ’round wit’ tecs (p+p+plugg)
i might hit a n+gga in his sh+t if i don’t like what he said

[bridge]
it ain’t my fault ’cause yo’ b+tch up in my bed, ha
it ain’t my fault ’cause yo’ b+tch wanna give me head, nah
bite my swag, n+gga, i’ma need my creds, yeah
how you diss my deads, i don’t got no deads, nah
i call young n+ggas, pull up wit’ them, gen5
askin’ me for handouts, you got be xanned out
ugh, what, okay, what
waaan, okay
[chorus]
they say “how you jugg like that?”
b+tch, i’m cruisin’ all black
if i pop out all black then i might pop out wit’ that gat (polo boy shawty on the track, so i’m k!llin’ it) (b+tch!)
see me clutchin’ on that beam, n+gga, no, i never lack
i got hunnids’ in the trap and i can get it through the back
and i see your lil’ hoe lookin’, she like, how yuke do it like that? (p+p+plugg)
you can’t move like that
you can’t, what, what, what?
you not built like that
you not cut like that
it is just an act, huh, you not from the trap, huh
it is just an act, n+gga, you not from the trap
if i round down, make it clap, then his gang not gon’ spin back, yeah
.40 in my jeans, when i walk that sh+t cl!ck+clack
got the cameras up on me because they know i’m f+ckin’ next (polo boy shawty on the track, so i’m k!llin’ it) (b+tch!)
and they see me gettin’ checks and i’m ridin’ ’round wit’ tecs
i might hit a n+gga in his sh+t if i don’t like what he said

[outro]
it ain’t my fault ’cause yo’— what? (p+p+plugg)
it ain’t my fault ‘cause they— what?



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