UAV Lyrics by Che
I just wan’ fuck on my ho (What?), I just wan’ fuck on my ho (Woah, woah)
I’m finna pop me a bean, I just wan’ fuck on my ho, bitch, yeah
Okay, I’m back on the Act’, I had to jump on the jet, bitch, yeah
Okay, I’m back on the Act’, I roll the blunt with my check (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Yeah, I kept my foot on the gas, she put my dick in her ass (Let’s go, yeah)
I’m puttin’ the stick up like Afghanistan, blatt, yeah
I’m cookin’ the motherfuckin’ opp, I’m cookin’ that boy in the pan (Pssh)
Okay, we cannot push up the spot, I’m tryna injure the man
Okay, yeah, I been sippin’ the Wock’, it cost an arm and a leg, uh, yeah
All of the pain in my chest, she just be slayin’ the bag, yeah, yeah
They sippin’ tabs with the feds, I told ’em jump on my head, huh, yeah
I send ’em far, fetch, okay, here’s a catch (Blatt, blatt, yeah)
I let her bounce on it all day, trampoline
My niggas, we keepin’ the cool, my niggas, we keepin’ it clean
Blatt, yeah, I fuck her, she said she can’t walk, I fuck her, she never wan’ leave (Yeah, she never wan’ leave)
I-I-I fuck her, she said she can’t walk, I fuck her, she never wan’ leave (Yeah, she never wan’ leave)
I just wan’ fuck on my ho (What?), I just wan’ fuck on my ho (Woah, woah)
I’m finna pop me a bean, I just wan’ fuck on my ho, bitch, yeah
Okay, I’m back on the Act’, I had to jump on the jet, bitch, yeah
Okay, I’m back on the Act’, I roll the blunt with my check (Blatt, blatt, blatt, yeah)
I just wan’ fuck on my ho (What?), I just wan’ fuck on my ho (Woah, woah)
I’m finna pop me a bean, I just wan’ fuck on my ho, bitch, yeah
Okay, I’m back on the Act’, I had to jump on the jet, bitch, yeah
Okay, I’m back on the Act’, I roll the blunt with my check (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Yeah, I kept my foot on the gas, she put my dick in her ass (Let’s go, yeah)
I’m puttin’ the stick up like Afghanistan, blatt, yeah
I’m cookin’ the motherfuckin’ opp, I’m cookin’ that boy in the pan (Pssh)
Okay, we cannot push up the spot, I’m tryna injure the man
Okay, yeah, I been sippin’ the Wock’, it cost an arm and a leg, uh, yeah
All of the pain in my chest, she just be slayin’ the bag, yeah, yeah
They sippin’ tabs on the feds, I told ’em jump on my head, huh, yeah
I send ’em far, fetch, okay, here’s a catch (Blatt, blatt, yeah)
I let her bounce on it all day, trampoline
My niggas, we keepin’ it cool, my niggas, we keepin’ it clean