Lyrical Breakdown of Umm Hmm - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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(I got Hitman on the beat)
Uh
(Top, nigga)
Spin it, don't compare me to these broke-ass niggas
I ain't never blow the whistle
Still see all my hoes official
Know I control it by buyin' all the stolen pistols, yeah
Can't tell me shit 'bout nothin' he said
He'll leave you dead, I know my nigga
We make hot, exotic rentals
When you see that window roll down
Don't fight back 'til that pole sound
This KelTec could knock hoes down
Bitch, get up out the way
Youngin 16
That's who we got with the Drac' and he ain't got no aim
Uh, frontin' that frrt and blowin' flames
We gon' fight these cases with tactics, we don't give no names
4KTrey pallbearers, gravediggers, free Five, they got my slime in chains
Talk 'nough rah-rah, niggas
These niggas gon' die they touch my fuckin' chain
Umm hmm
Kickin' shit, umm hmm
I hit that bitch, umm hmm
I kick my stick, umm hmm
I'm with that shit, that umm hmm
Got hella bats, umm hmm
Big-ass gats, umm hmm
Foreign whips, umm hmm
My bitch got a big old ass, umm hmm
Ha-ha, laughin', but I'll shoot you in your shit, hold up, baow, baow
Take her, then I turn up your lil' bitch, hold up, wow, wow
I came with it, make her scrape this extra water on my wrist
I got the money, I'm juggin', I'm bouncin'
I'm bootin', know nothin' 'bout no juggernaut
I got them youngins, them hitters
Them killers, you know they gon' turn this shit up a notch
I got your ho and she bootin'
I buy her a booty, she take 'em all to your spot
I put your bitch on a mission
She comin' back with it, I buy her Chanel, uh
Bitch, I crash out with that semi, they gon' call 12
Do the dash from them, skrrt
We don't stop for nothin', skrrt
Hold on, scrape the bowl, skrrt, skrrt
I'm a savage on these hoes
I don't wait for nothin'
We'll drive off for to split them on the road
Kickin' shit, umm hmm
I hit that bitch, umm hmm
I kick my stick, umm hmm
I'm with that shit, that umm hmm
Got hella bats, umm hmm
Big-ass gats, umm hmm
Foreign whips, umm hmm
My bitch got a big old ass, umm hmm
Do the dash from them, skrrt
We don't stop for nothin', skrrt
Hold on, scrape the bowl, skrrt, skrrt
I'm a savage on these hoes
I don't wait for nothin'
We'll drive off for to split them on the road
Hold up, umm hmm, I'm with that shit
Umm hmm, I kick my stick