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trey chops - ushy lyrics

so nervous at a head shop, small white dealer got a beanie, getting p_popped
you won’t ever catch me holding more than just a lil’ pot, nah i ain’t a b_tch, but y’all could bet i’m a smart one, d_ck
f_ck with me, i’ma do it, but bet this money come in and you act like you is a student
no this denim ain’t skinny, but it’s better than a loose fit, toothless, b_tches on my tinder like who’s this (f_ck that)
break up out this b_tch just like a rugrat, i’ma bust that p_ssy while a n_gga spit 4 tracks
i’ma get crazy in a minute like prozak, sucks to be you bruh, i can’t even smoke crack
get over here man, need a few fans, make a few plans, fill a few stands
tell me ya dreams, i’ll say what it means, i’ll try though, hit ’em up, high low

oh lord, we never knew what it felt like
still don’t, gotta get grown, never in the strip club, not a good song
i don’t come through with all my money, got a bank card, nah i ain’t no dummy
f_cking with women that’s acting real scummy, someone please holla my name, man

minds all in a daze man, break me off with that ushy
holla at a n_gga with good tree, i think i smell ushy
minds all in a daze man, break me off with that ushy
holla at a n_gga with good tree, i think i smell ushy

finna make ya’ll b_tches laugh, dab, then a n_gga close all them tabs
oh i’m in love with mary, it’s scary, so i must say
wake up to the brand new days that we love, come here mary get a brand new hug
sniff ya hair ’cause a n_gga don’t care, change up my flow, break off ya weave like there
come on over kick it, i split it, l!ck it, and d_ck it, i suppose money don’t mean much, but_
i wanna be the brodies and homies at tony’s, won’t ever let a label act phony, i sign with sony
that’s why we stay lifted, life seems so d_mn dull ’til you finish a big spliff
minds all in a daze bruh, smoke pon di spliff, yeah a n_gga stay blazed up
oh lord, we never knew what it felt like
still don’t, gotta get grown, never in the strip club, not a good song
i don’t come through with all my money, got a bank card, nah i ain’t no dummy
f_cking with women that’s acting real scummy, someone please holla my name, man

- trey chops lyrics

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