Jackboy – In The Uber With A Ruger Lyrics

[Intro]
My video vixen give super f**kin’ head
If you f**k her, both of y’all ass dead

[Chorus]
With my shooter in the Uber with a Ruger (With a Ruger, bitch)
Far from a loser so that’s how I maneuver (How I maneuver, bitch)
Drum on the Drac’, droppin’ hits like producers (Like producers, bitch)
Boy, you be flaggin’, only thuggin’ on computers (On computers, bitch)
Hit up Saks, two words, Richard Mueller (Richard Mueller, bitch)
He tryna tax so I’m ’bout to rob my jeweler (Rob my jeweler, bitch)
Gucci bandit but my girl a YSL trooper (YSL trooper, yeah)
Step out the mall, more shit than a booster

[Verse 1]
Step out the mall with more shit than a booster (Than a booster)
Walk up on me, lil’ bitch, I’ma shot you (Rrah, rrah, rrah)
Nigga pussy, only thuggin’ on computers (Thuggin’ on computers)
Still in the hood, I’m still certified shooter (Bitch, I still got strength)
I’m not no tutor, bitch, teach a lesson, shoot a bitch
Can’t love no groupie bitch steady tryin’ sneaky shit
Always tweetin’ shit so I had to leave the bitch
Thuggin’ in the ditch, mobbin’, tryna hit a lick

[Chorus]
With my shooter in the Uber with a Ruger (With a Ruger, bitch)
Far from a loser so that’s how I maneuver (How I maneuver, bitch)
Drum on the Drac’, droppin’ hits like producers (Like producers, bitch)
Boy, you be flaggin’, only thuggin’ on computers (On computers, bitch)
Hit up Saks, two words, Richard Mueller (Richard Mueller, bitch)
He tryna tax so I’m ’bout to rob my jeweler (Rob my jeweler, bitch)
Gucci bandit but my girl a YSL trooper (YSL trooper, bitch)
Step out the mall, more shit than a booster (Than a booster, bitch)

[Verse 2]
My video vixen give super f**kin’ head (Super head)
If you f**k her then both of y’all ass dead (Y’all ass dead)
Could’ve had your ho but left that bitch on read (Yeah, yeah)
City boy, pussy ho, cut the check (Give me that bread)
You ain’t pushing weight, pussy nigga, don’t flex (Don’t flex)
I ain’t tryna talk, pussy ho, just undress (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas hatin’, why they mad at success? (Rrah, rrah, rrah)
I was broke now eighty thousand around my neck (Bitch, I got that cash)

[Chorus]
With my shooter in the Uber with a Ruger (With a Ruger, bitch)
Far from a loser so that’s how I maneuver (How I maneuver, bitch)
Drum on the Drac’, droppin’ hits like producers (Like producers, bitch)
Boy, you be flaggin’, only thuggin’ on computers (On computers, bitch)
Hit up Saks, two words, Richard Mueller (Richard Mueller, bitch)
He tryna tax so I’m ’bout to rob my jeweler (Rob my jeweler, bitch)
Gucci bandit but my girl a YSL trooper (YSL trooper, bitch)
Step out the mall, more shit than a booster (Rrah, rrah, rrah)

[Outro]
With my shooter in the Uber with a Ruger (Rrah, rrah, rrah)
Far from a loser so that’s how I maneuver (How I maneuver, bitch)
Drum on the Drac’, droppin’ hits like producers (Like producers, bitch)
Boy, you be flaggin’, thuggin’ on computers (On computers)
Hit up Saks, Richard Mueller (Rrah, rrah, rrah)
He tryna tax, rob my jeweler (Rrah, rrah)
Gucci bandit, YSL trooper (Rrah, rrah)
Step out the mall, than a booster

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