SOB X RBE – Uber Wit A Dub lyrics

[Chorus: Lul G]
Niggas want me dead, so I'm ridin' wit' the stick (ridin' wit' the stick)
Glock 22 wit' a thirty in that bitch (boom, boom)
Up this bitch on 'em, better pray I don't miss
Catch that bucket up in traffic, you gon' get that shit flipped (nerd nigga)
In a Uber wit' a dub, got that bag on me
I don't like the conversation I don't talk, bitch you can cash on me (dumb bitch)
Baby slide me, it can't fold that's that fast money
Fuck the Feds they on the other line, they been tappin'

[Post Chorus: Lul G]
Pussy nigga want the beef, guess what? You can have it (nerd nigga)
Drew Banga on the beat so this mufucka slappin' (mufucka slappin')
Glock 21, I'm a mufuckin' savage (boom, boom)
Moon walkin' in these jugs call that boppin' wit' this plastic (lil' bitch)

[Verse 1: DaBoii]
Just had a convo wit' the mic, I ain't puttin' it down
And you the type to act a ass when it's pussy around
And I'm a stand up type nigga, can't push me around
I told security mind they business, ain't pattin' me down
And I was broke it's hella jokes, come and laugh at me now
And this Glock like Shaquille how it's backin' him down
You ain't investing with them bands you'll be back in a drought
Keep on callin' in for work and be back on the couch
Ops want smoke? Fuck it let 'em have it all
Nigga you been lost up in that sauce, but here's a map for y'all
That syrup gon' help me catch up on them z's like the Dragon Ball
And I never wear a hat, I don't cap at all
Death threats, they make my tummy tickle
Pussy you can't hide forever we gon' come and get you
And I don't give a fuck if my cousin wit' you
'Cause on the love for the gang this shit unconditional

[Chorus: Lul G]
Niggas want me dead, so I'm ridin' wit' the stick (ridin' wit' the stick)
Glock 22 wit' a thirty in that bitch (boom, boom)
Up this bitch on 'em, better pray I don't miss
Catch that bucket up in traffic, you gon' get that shit flipped (nerd nigga)
In a Uber wit' a dub, got that bag on me
I don't like the conversation I don't talk, bitch you can cash on me (dumb bitch)
Baby slide me, it can't fold that's that fast money
Fuck the Feds they on the other line, they been tappin'

[Verse 2: Yhung T.O.]
Been like a month since I done slid through the sucka side (through the sucka side)
But don't trip I'm on my way so nigga run and hide (nigga run and hide)
And we gon' catch you niggas slippin' it just come wit' time (it just come wit' time)
It's RBN OBM nigga ain't nowhere to sign
I don't wanna think you niggas took my kindness for weakness
Fifty bands on my wrist, bitch you broke you ain't eatin' (broke you ain't eatin')
Slid wit' this chop and drop it off 'cause I ain't need it ('cause I ain't need it)
Talk? Ain't no reason, nigga ain't no reasoning (ain't no reasoning)
Ooh I'ma be glad when these niggas ain't breathin' (ain't breathin')
Slingin' wit' no mask on my face you can see it (you can see it)
And when I had this Glock on 'em he ain't believe it (ain't believe it )
Oh, head shot so the doctor can't treat it (oh)
I ain't fuckin' wit' you niggas, that's on Tu and L
They say rich niggas don't do drills, but I'ma do it still
Nigga's gettin' out of hand I had to put him in his place
I'ma slide and slide again until they put me in my grave

[Chorus: Lul G]
Niggas want me dead, so I'm ridin' wit' the stick (ridin' wit' the stick)
Glock 22 wit' a thirty in that bitch (boom, boom)
Up this bitch on 'em, better pray I don't miss
Catch that bucket up in traffic, you gon' get that shit flipped (nerd nigga)
In a Uber wit' a dub, got that bag on me
I don't like the conversation I don't talk, bitch you can cash on me (dumb bitch)
Baby slide me, it can't fold that's that fast money
Fuck the Feds they on the other line, they been tappin'

[Post Chorus]
Pussy nigga want the beef, guess what? You can have it (nerd nigga)
Drew Banga on the beat so this mufucka slappin' (mufucka slappin')
Glock 21, I'm a mufuckin' savage (boom, boom)
Moon walkin' in these jugs call that boppin' wit' this plastic (lil' bitch)