UBER lyrics

by

Lil Darkie


[Verse 1: Swami Uchiha]
I just uber drive a [?]
I see a opp and his game over
[?] gang, n*gga, no poker
VVS diamonds, all up on my choker
Goth b*tch, yeah, she want me to choke her
Pull up on him in a [?] hellcat
Shoot at him, I'm tryna up my stats
Big clip n*gga, never gon' lack
Pirate n*gga, keep gold in my sack
[?] test n*gga no [?]
Big dog, you a lil' pus*y cat

[Verse 2: CHRIST DILLINGER]
I'm f*ckin' yo' b*tch, we don't talk about it
I sold him the drugs, we don't talk about it
We just robbed the plug, we don't talk about it
I'm the sh*t n*gga, walk around it
Money on me like a f*ckin' bounty
Her pus*y drippin', someone get the bounty
Extra high, I'ma fly guy
Fly when I want, no red eye
Me and Saku flippin' sh*t no [?] 'cause you a broke n*gga with [?]
Yo' b*tch f*ck 5 guys, pus*y dry like low tide

[Verse 3: Swami Uchiha]
pus*y bald, they be lookin' like Caillou
Stomp 'em out like a motherf*ckin' tile
They be leakin' like the motherf*ckin' Nile
[?] for the bag, they in denial
All these rap n*ggas, they should retire
I feel like a leisure, I am on fire
Take me a xan, I'm gettin' tired
She said she home but she really a liar
[Verse 4: CHRIST DILLINGER]
You been sendin' that b*tch music cause her ass fat
You a snitch, real n*ggas ain't gonna stand for that
Talkin' bout bands but you ain't got none
Twin Glocks look like a shotgun
b*tch, I'm the boss just like the shogun
Got a new b*tch, got rid of my old one
Way I run this sh*t, look like I stole some
[?]
Ran in the trap, yo' man gave it all up
I ain't even [?], he was star struck
Ice in my mouth, b*tch, the cold one
Water run a n*gga like [?]

[Verse 5: Swami Uchiha]
I be textin', I don't take no coupons
I feel like a dyke how I carry a strap on
Shoutout to apple, I carry a mac
Hundreds on me in a [?] sack
Whole gang, n*gga, we never lack
Pants saggin' 'cause my money so fat
Told lil' b*tch, "Don't sit next to me"
I got them killers [?]
She don't like you, that lil' b*tch be selectin me
Shorty be eatin' my di*k like it celery
[Verse 6: CHRIST DILLINGER]
I'm f*ckin' yo' b*tch and the pus*y good
I'm sellin' crack and I'm in yo' hood
Shorty hood, so I'm on her back
You said you gettin' money but you [?]
If I see that n*gga, I'ma smack that n*gga
Swear to god, I'ma smack that n*gga
I'm in the water like a Baptist n*ggas
Cameras on me like a [?], n*gga

[Verse 7: Lord Saku]
I got 2 Glocks [?] Samuel
Breakin' down butt, I'm grabbin' that hand full
She is retarded [?] a candle
I got these bands, I got like a pan full
I got this lamp [?] sandles
I spend money like I'm 65
Spend it all, I'm just gettin' high
If the fans ask, I'm just gettin' by
Spend it all, I'm just gettin' fly
I spend it all, make the b*tches cry
20 racks, b*tches hypnotized, 20 racks, b*tches hypnotized
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