YUH Lyrics

Pull up on the homie, just chillin like yuh (Like yuh!)

We 'bout to get down to the business like, (Yuh, yuh)

Remember what I said? Give a fuck about your feelings!

You already know what I'm dealing (Yuh, yuh)

It's not just beats you know that I'm killing

I got a contract, you know that I'm drilling

The gang stomping down, we doing our pillage

Call the paramedics! Too late for the healing

Walk down on that nigga, run that shit! (Run it!)

Take everything, his money and bitch

You wearing designer? Gimme that fit! (Mine!)

I just take what I need, that's how a nigga stay rich (Cha-Ching)

Up on a nigga if he try to play

If it's you and a gang, you know I'm gon' spray like Raid

Playa ain't playing, thought shit was a game?

If I ain't got burner, you still getting maimed on gang

Lemme chill out, it ain't all about violence (Relax)

Got to stay clean, I'm ringing up my stylist

I ain't wearing no fade, I'm getting my hair done (Yeah)

But don't get me wrong, I'm still running the fair one (Bitch, try me!)

My jeans and shirt kind of baggy

Shawty wanna fuck, she gave me the addy (Where you at?)

Niggas scoff at my fit, they think it ain't stylish (Nigga, please)

Give a fuck what you think 'cause your bitch still like it

Pull up on the homie, just chillin like yuh (Like yuh!)

We 'bout to get down to the business like, (Yuh, yuh)

Remember what I said? Give a fuck about your feelings!

You already know what I'm dealing (Yuh, yuh)

It's not just beats you know that I'm killing

I got a contract, you know that I'm drilling

The gang stomping down, we doing our pillage

Call the paramedics! Too late for the healing

Like, yuh, I ain't afraid bust it (Boom!)

That lil .22 ain't gon' cut it (Ha!)

That 9 got kick and it's louder

And one of the perks is stopping power (Pop, pop, pop)

A nigga strapped up with the Glock 19

I'm in then I'm out 'fore the cops on scene (I'm out)

Even though I'm getting money, a nigga not green (Veteran)

Addicted to the shit but it ain't caffeine (Yeah!)

Getting this bread just to spend it on threads

And a new gun, fill the mag with dread (Loaded)

Shawty got lips like a duck and she giving me head

She said she was hungry, making sure she fed

After the head, I told her to beat it

Not like that like, get the fuck out, like (Bye!)

I ain't beating 'round the bush, I just told her out right, like

She still hit me up, I think I lucked out like

Pull up on the homie, just chillin like yuh (Like yuh!)

We 'bout to get down to the business like, (Yuh, yuh)

Remember what I said? Give a fuck about your feelings!

You already know what I'm dealing (Yuh, yuh)

It's not just beats you know that I'm killing

I got a contract, you know that I'm drilling

The gang stomping down, we doing our pillage

Call the paramedics! Too late for the healing