🎵 Uh Oh Thots! // by Flames Jonathan

2 ContributorsUh Oh Thots! Lyrics [Chorus] Ah, ooh, I hit the bitch from the back and she like "ah, ooh" ayy Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like "ah, ooh" ayy Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like "ah, ooh" ayy Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like "ah, ooh" ayy [Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd] 1400 gang, bitch, I keep me some shooters My chain shine hard like your mama medulla I'm stoned up in the club, bitch, I feel like Medusa You talk down, yeah, pussy boy I'ma shoot ya I'm a guerilla, ayy Yeah, big bank, I'm about my skrilla, ayy Yeah I'm gettin' all this money, big drug dealer, ayy Trippie Redd, bands on me with the feelin', ayy Oh yeah, bitch, I'm early and a villain, ayy Huh, yeah, all the money Throwin' all the money Throwin' all the hundreds, yeah Throwin' all the money Throwin' all the hundreds, yeah [Chorus: Trippie Redd] Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like "ah, ooh" ayy Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like "ah, ooh" ayy Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like "ah, ooh" ayy Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like "ah, ooh" ayy [Verse] Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay Criss-cross, applesauce Ride up on my croggy, uh Eat the blade, no Rick Ross I got some ape, no Harambe, uh Nobody sayin', that she sayin' She wanna tuck my denim If you think that X is broke Then look at my motherfucking banknote Okay like, are you okay Annie? In a phantom like I'm Danny, huh I'm tryna fuck your granny Tryna get dagger dick in her panties Said she really wanna touch Eem body But I just want brain like a nerd, rocka Shout-out to 333rd I'm flippin' the bird, this bird is the word, huh [Verse 2] Lil Nas X you should CARRY ON, I get the bag ya I take it to your mom Yee hah lil boi, Yee hah Partner, im in the farm Baby oh oh, Favorite of all time, you know how we walk round How did you do it?, Im in a Royce [Pre-Chorus] 1400 gang, bitch, I keep me some shooters My chain shine hard like your mama medulla I'm stoned up in the club, bitch, I feel like Medusa You talk down yeah, pussy boy I'ma shoot ya I'm a guerilla, ayy Yeah, big bang, I'm about my skrilla, ayy Yeah I'm gettin' all this money, big drug dealer, ayy Trippie Redd, bands on me with the feelin', ayy Oh yeah, bitch, I'm early and a villain, ayy Huh, yeah, all the money Throwin' all the money Throwin' all the hundreds, yeah Throwin' all the money Throwin' all the hundreds, yeah [Chorus] Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like "ah, ooh" ayy Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like "ah, ooh" ayy Hold up, baby, ah, ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like "ah, ooh" ayy Hold up, baby, ah ooh I hit the bitch from the back and she like "ah, ooh" ayy Throwin' all the hundreds Throwin' all the money