Unh Unh

(album: Anyways, Life's Great… - 2022)

GloRilla
(AClef Vibes on the beat)
Woo, woo, uh
Like, unh, like unh
(Cheese, his name is Cheese)
Okay

They don't want to see no gangster bitches win
We're in the industry, fucked up, let these gangster bitches in
They say my fifteen minutes up, I'm only fifteen minutes in
Before they ever catch me slipping, I'ma slide and spin again
Like, uh
Said I was done, well, dude, we back at it again
Said he can't get no ass no more, I'm looking back at it again
Like, uh
Been making money, I ain't tryna make no friends
And, if he did, he got to stand on that, ain't making no amends (On gang)

Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh (On gang)
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh

He want my number, had to hit him with the "Uh-uh," like uh
Shout out to Cali', I'm in Cali', I'm like, "Uh-uh" (Boom, baow, baow)
Coochie candy, when he eat it, he go dumb, dumb
Like, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Put some boots on, I snatch a nigga with no ass (No ass)
He telling me he love me, do them other bitches know that? (Huh?)
He say he love me, told him he can tell his ho that
And, I really just be vibing, I don't see why they be so mad (Mad ass)
They say they the game, but, I don't know 'em, then, I blast his ass (He's lyin')
Hotel in Miami, get backshots on the balcony (Baow, baow)
Black niggas like they bitches red like a lil' battery
Money making cutie, I'm a gangster nigga fantasy (On God)

They don't want to see no gangster bitches win
We're in the industry, fucked up, let these gangster bitches in
They say my fifteen minutes up, I'm only fifteen minutes in
Before they ever catch me slipping, I'ma slide and spin again
Like, uh
Said I was done, well, dude, we back at it again
Said he can't get no ass no more, I'm looking back at it again
Like, uh
Been making money, I ain't tryna make no friends
And, if he did, he got to stand on that, ain't making no amends (On gang)

Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh (On gang)
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh

Ain't got no BBL, lil' bitch, you must be thick or something (Lying ass)
Pussy fat as Hell, they thinking this a dick or something (This a chop')
He ask me, "Rhyme it," he must think I'm his bitch or something (Hold on)
Tryna put me on yo' friend, he must be rich or something
I ain't in these bitches beef, I'm in my motherfucking prime
Told 'em, "Leave me out the way, no parts and I'm not taking sides"
I wonder how my ex doing', wonder, is they still alive?
Probably somewhere in my DMs, constantly motherfucker trying
The neighbor talk, she a bad bitch, my ass get fucking quiet
A lot of hoes in toxic situations, they just keep it private (On God)

They don't want to see no gangster bitches win
We're in the industry, fucked up, let these gangster bitches in
They say my fifteen minutes up, I'm only fifteen minutes in
Before they ever catch me slipping, I'ma slide and spin again
Like, uh
Said I was done, well, dude, we back at it again
Said he can't get no ass no more, I'm looking back at it again
Like, uh
Been making money, I ain't tryna make no friends
And, if he did, he got to stand on that, ain't making no amends (On gang)

Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh (On gang)
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh