Trouble – Uh Huh Lyrics

Uh Huh By Trouble

A quarter mill on ice, we call that bling bling (Uh huh)

Running up these racks on all you green beans (Uh huh)

Foreigns in the brick, look like a dream team (Uh huh)

Brick still on your wrist, I told you one thing (Uh huh)

Spoil my b—-, lets get rich

Type of s— I’m on

Teach my click, know to hit

Type of s— I’m on

Take some trips, let’s get lit

Type of s— I’m on

Uh huh, uh huh

Uh huh, uh huh

Yeah, b—- head go dumb

Wrist been feeling numb

Still totin that gun, like he on the run

Run run, run Forest run, run Forest run

Might chase yo boyfriend bout you

B—- I’m done

I drop this d—, she said you hell wit it

I bought her Chanel shoes,

To match Chanel wit it

She asked for the snow

And I promise to never go tell n—–

I f— with this hoe, and she sent her

Lil buddy to zell wit us

Big s— poppin

Big d— energy

B—- what’s poppin

This b—- cocky

Wrist will get follies

Lit like scotty

Who else getting the pills in college (hmm)

Skoob

A quarter mill on ice, we call that bling bling (Uh huh)

Running up these racks on all you green beans (Uh huh)

Foreigns in the brick, look like a dream team (Uh huh)

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Brick still on your wrist, I told you one thing (Uh huh)

Spoil my b—-, lets get rich

Type of s— I’m on

Teach my click, know to hit

Type of s— I’m on

Take some trips, let’s get lit

Type of s— I’m on

Uh huh, uh huh

Uh huh, uh huh

Yaaaaa, Toni

Cuban link on top of a Cuban link

Another Cuban link, p—- pink bon appetite

Coming wit me you better not stink

I’ll find you a sink

You think you can f— with this flow

Then n—- load up a beat

Code of the streets

I live that s—

You feel that s—

They bring me whips

I don’t go to no dealership

When I met the plug

Tell me where the f— was you?

Patna had the dog food, yabadabadooooo

Big boy rider, drip designer

Draw down on him, I’ll outline him

Southside wit me, the whole al queda

Sell a n—- dummy, ductaped flower

A quarter mill on ice, we call that bling bling (Uh huh)

Running up these racks on all you green beans (Uh huh)

Foreigns in the brick, look like a dream team (Uh huh)

Brick still on your wrist, I told you one thing (Uh huh)

Spoil my b—-, lets get rich

Type of s— I’m on

Teach my click, know to hit

Type of s— I’m on

Take some trips, let’s get lit

Type of s— I’m on

Uh huh, uh huh

Uh huh, uh huh

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