Airr JoJo – Ugh Nasty Lyrics

My people see my death at early age, they think I'm crazy
Sometimes I think I see the same thing too, but I'm gon' face it
had two hits at 17, been knew that I was amazing
I'm self-made with my own racks, don't play me like I'm basic, I'ma bank something
Do you Uncle Phil me? I'ma spank something
My name ring bells all in the air, I'm ranked
Oh you ranked too? Then send your soldiers at me, I'ma crank something
You ain't shot no BB's or no bullets, you gon' blank something
I ain't Waka, I ain't Shaq, I'm going hard up in the paint
Man I think I waited like two hours for the food I ordered, mane
So Maury hit my phone, I ain't the dad, he said "you are the man"
Guess I'm the master not the god, don't go that far like Charlamagne
Yea that's my brother, you the type to get robbed out your chain then buy another
Might shoot this in that alleyway, you know we out the gutter
So I won't lolly around, I'ma get popped I ain't a sucker
You don't need to get involved cause if it's beef, they get your mother
Got Audemars and all the bars like I got candy on my face
Well I don't got that Audemar, but on my wrist I need a Wraith
Just had a ball, I bought them all, them demons looking at my plate
You want me stole? Come take a soul, you stupid biting on the bait
Yea I can't do no friends, I got to watch all of them close
Same ones tried to steal from me, the same ones did a toast
And if he talking crazy, then just punch him in his throat
Heavy on jewelry just to pump some gas, they say I do the most, huh
At first they ain't believe in me, now they say I'm the G.O.A.T
Booker had booked me up in Paris, I'll be fresh up out the boat
I got a million dollar smile and plus a thousand dollar coat
Now go tell Vlad to talk about that, than the guns that rappers tote
Oh you a trapper? I don't do none of that stuff I say, I'm just a rapper
I know her man beat her because she flinch when I just tap her
All you got to do is give the word, he in a capsule
Wonder how I do it? Let me tell you, okay
Catch 'em, slice something, ugh ugh, nasty
That's what I'ma tell you if you ask me
Catch 'em, slice something, ugh ugh, nasty
I told you, got two killers in the backseat
Catch 'em, slice something, ugh ugh, nasty
That's what I'ma tell you if you ask me
Catch 'em, slice something, ugh ugh, nasty
I told you, got two killers in the backseat
Glock out, block out
He ain't got no chance I'm like McMahon, I'm on his blocka
Villains in disguise, they screaming "blatt blatt" gthrdratat! Shhh, you hear that?
Bang bang, Chief Keef, catch him on his backstreet
Cheap thing, Jeep thing, pop up out the roof
It's a G thing, he thought he hit us, he hit a moose
But I had knocked him out his socks, he better go get back his shoes
Hit him through the glass like "pow pow pow pow!" It wasn't bulletproof
So you was banging in them songs but wasn't banging in them streets
Give me a mic don't need a paper, guaranteed it's all I need
You probably thinking it's all sweet, cause I be singing? Uhh, please
You in that water? When I checked, man you was sinking underneath
Almost cried when I seen Gucci and Jeezy Verzuz battle
Bat him up and jack him, then go rob his son, tell him "skedaddle"
"You jacking babies?" No that's a grown man in a kid's body, I call him Sada
I wish my old principle would of got that paddle, I would
Catch 'em, slice something, ugh ugh, nasty
That's what I'ma tell you if you ask me
Catch 'em, slice something, ugh ugh, nasty
I told you, got two killers in the backseat
Catch 'em, slice something, ugh ugh, nasty
That's what I'ma tell you if you ask me
Catch 'em, slice something, ugh ugh, nasty
I told you, got two killers in the backseat
Hahahaha, nasty
Nasty
Slice something, nasty