
Uh Uh (Hit Em With The) Trippie Redd
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[Intro]
(Let's go, Mario)
Uh, uh (Uh, uh)
Yeah (Yeah), huh
Uh, uh (Uh, uh), yeah (Yeah)
Uh, uh (Uh, uh)
[Chorus]
Made it out my mammy house (Mammy house), uh, uh
I got money, what they talkin' 'bout? (Talkin' 'bout) Uh, uh
If it's a problem then we solve it now (Solve it now), uh, uh
Yellow tape 'em, they gon' chalk 'em down, uh, uh (Uh, uh)
Yeah (Uh, uh, hit 'em with it)
Hit 'em with the ooh (With the), uh, uh (Hit 'em with it)
Hit 'em with the ooh (With the), uh, uh (Hit 'em with it)
Hit 'em with the ooh (With the), uh, uh (Hit 'em with it)
[Verse]
Told that bitch, "Hop on dick and go psych" (Woo)
Drip down in more designer, I was broke all my life (Yeah, hey)
Seen it comin' like a spidеr, caught it with all my eyes (Woah)
When I havе a good time, it's always a trip at night, ah (Uh, uh)
We be posted where them dope boys at (Bah), in the trap
From the trenches where you know you bust at me, I'm bussin' back (Gang gang, bah)
You won't see me in the club unless I got my strap (Nuh-uh)
Throw me in the jungle, bet a real nigga gonna die (Yeah)
(Let's go, Mario)
Uh, uh (Uh, uh)
Yeah (Yeah), huh
Uh, uh (Uh, uh), yeah (Yeah)
Uh, uh (Uh, uh)
[Chorus]
Made it out my mammy house (Mammy house), uh, uh
I got money, what they talkin' 'bout? (Talkin' 'bout) Uh, uh
If it's a problem then we solve it now (Solve it now), uh, uh
Yellow tape 'em, they gon' chalk 'em down, uh, uh (Uh, uh)
Yeah (Uh, uh, hit 'em with it)
Hit 'em with the ooh (With the), uh, uh (Hit 'em with it)
Hit 'em with the ooh (With the), uh, uh (Hit 'em with it)
Hit 'em with the ooh (With the), uh, uh (Hit 'em with it)
[Verse]
Told that bitch, "Hop on dick and go psych" (Woo)
Drip down in more designer, I was broke all my life (Yeah, hey)
Seen it comin' like a spidеr, caught it with all my eyes (Woah)
When I havе a good time, it's always a trip at night, ah (Uh, uh)
We be posted where them dope boys at (Bah), in the trap
From the trenches where you know you bust at me, I'm bussin' back (Gang gang, bah)
You won't see me in the club unless I got my strap (Nuh-uh)
Throw me in the jungle, bet a real nigga gonna die (Yeah)
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