Make Em Say Ugh lyrics

[Intro]
We sippin' dirty forever, n*gga
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
You n*ggas is— man
I'm unf*ckwitable, man
When y'all n*ggas gon' understand this sh*t?
Yeah, ayy, ayy

[Verse]
b*tch I'm Michael Jackson bad (I swear)
We got that dope strong enough killed Michael Jackson ass
Chopper black and tall, look like Michael Blackson ass (Naw, for real)
It look like Michael Blackson ass, yeah, ayy
I spent two thousand on the pants, I think I lost 'em (f*ck)
Small n*gga ballin' hard, I feel like I'm Ty Lawson (Yeah)
My n*gga in that field hawkin' like he Brian Dawkins
Don't come in here, they cookin' up, that sh*t stronger than Awesome
How can they undеrrate the kid? Boy, I'm undeniablе (Stupid)
She cut me off and think I'm trippin', baby girl, it's fine for you
You payin' for your image and I'm natural, that's what bother you (Lame)
I don't even drink, I hit the club and I send bottles through (Come on)
Runnin' through this sh*t while I'm goin' through these obstacles (Yeah)
n*ggas think they plottin', lil' boy, I got my eye on you (I see you)
Remember senior year, I'd probably drink a line 'fore school
I ain't give a f*ck, if I want it, then I'm slimin' you (Dummy)
Tris, Wock', and red, yeah, I love that sh*t (I do)
Don't give a f*ck about the liquor, I'm in the club on my sh*t (Ooh)
I came up at the White, I was thuggin' that b*tch (Yeah)
Eight months, twenty states, I was huggin' that strip
I put di*k in her mouth and you love that b*tch (That's crazy)
I heard that you beat her ass 'cause she spun my sh*t (Haha)
They be askin' 'bout the city, yeah, I run my sh*t (Know that)
I hope the whole block moved the way we spun that b*tch
Blowin' dope, pape'd up, I feel like Crumbs in this b*tch (My n*gga)
CrossState exotics, we'll smoke a ton in this b*tch (Yeah)
I get that bag, I'm Master P, they sayin' uh in this b*tch (Uh)
[Outro]
Ayy, n*gga
World Tour the mob, man
I get the bag like Master P, they sayin' uh in this b*tch (Uh)
n*gga