Uber Thru The Hills lyrics

by

Rory Fresco


[Pre-Chorus: Dettsa]
I just took a uber through the hills, huh?
I'm making sure my n*ggas in the field, huh?
Baby please tell me how it feel, huh?
Dettsa Detts Fresco Fres we still here, huh?

[Chorus: Dettsa]
I’m about to touch a f*cking mil, huh
All my n*ggas down to kill
And all my n*ggas getting real paid
Just took a uber through the hills

[Bridge: Dettsa]
And you ain't bumping from what I can see (from what I can see)
From what I can see (from what I can see)
Tint my windows 'cuz a n*gga needs some privacy
Boy you broke, and you not ballin’, don't you lie to me
I told them n*ggas they not guapin' from what I can see

[Verse 1: Dettsa]
I pity your grave (grave)
You riding a wave (wave)
Or riding away
You say it's today (day)
I get what you say (say)
[?]
Different digits I resent you sent [?]
Want to be me and I'm laughing, I'm right in your face, damn
[?]
I'm riding the uber, I'm stupid drunk (drunk)
Crack two L’s, that’s a double dutch
Two hoes on me, that's a double f*ck
Sittin’ in the back with my feet up
Driver can't be mad, I do what I want
Got a lot of cash, I can flex it all
Roy wanted ten, I'm like tell him nah
Roll the window down so they see who ball
D-D-Dancer got them bands, I'm trying to spend on
Shawty pulling on my arm, she just a fan dawg
Said she really really love me, I believe her
Mama see a uber to her villa, nice to meet ya

[Pre-Chorus: Dettsa]
I just took a uber through the hills, huh?
I’m making sure my n*ggas in the field, huh?
Baby please tell me how it feel, huh?
Dettsa Detts Fresco Fres we still here, huh?

[Chorus: Dettsa]
I'm about to touch a f*cking mil, huh
All my n*ggas down to kill
And all my n*ggas getting real paid
Just took a uber through the hills

[Bridge: Dettsa]
And you ain't bumping from what I can see (from what I can see)
From what I can see (from what I can see)
Tint my windows 'cuz a n*gga needs some privacy
Boy you broke, and you not ballin', don't you lie to me
I told them n*ggas they not guapin' from what I can see

[Verse 2: Rory Fresco]
You've been moving at a slow race
Somebody out here got to motivate
I've been working so damn much
n*gga I don't really know the date
Lil n*ggas just my protege
I get the check, and I'm a blow the cake
I'm a blow it all non-stop [?]
You would think a n*gga overweight
All my n*ggas in the field with it
You say you ball, but that ain't realistic
They've been tryna kick me while I'm down
Hold the money up, and I'm a still get it
They've been praying on my downfall
They see the whip, what that amount cost
These n*ggas think I'm pus*y
We can bring it to you
That's what we call an [?]call
I've been feeling like an outcast
Me, my paper that amount cash
n*ggas talking about a contract
Have my pops come through and bust ya ass
Lately I've been feeling real great
Living lovely, n*ggas still hate
Riding in my tinted windows
Sounding like the black Bill Gates

[Pre-Chorus: Dettsa]
I just took a uber through the hills, huh?
I'm making sure my n*ggas in the field, huh?
Baby please tell me how it feel, huh?
Dettsa Detts Fresco Fres we still here, huh?

[Chorus: Dettsa]
I'm about to touch a f*cking mil, huh
All my n*ggas down to kill
And all my n*ggas getting real paid
Just took a uber through the hills

[Bridge: Dettsa]
And you ain't bumping from what I can see (from what I can see)
From what I can see (from what I can see)
Tint my windows 'cuz a n*gga needs some privacy
Boy you broke, and you not ballin', don't you lie to me
I told them n*ggas they not guapin' from what I can see

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