U.O.E.N.O Songtext
von Future

Po high class niggas; this shit sound crazy
Fly shit only, you know what I′m sayin'?
This a thousand dollar pair of shoes and you
Don′t even know it
This a thousand dollar cup of lean and you
Don't even know it
This a half a million dollar car, you don't even
Know it
I came up from bottom, you don′t even know it
My niggas all ride with me on, you don′t even
Know it
Got killers with me right now, you don't even
Know it
This a million dollar watch nigga, you don′t
Even know it
Got a million dollar crib nigga, you don't even
Know it
Ay that monster truck, sit tall as fuck, it′s so
Big can't even tow it
Don′t like snakes keep my grass cut, so low


Can't even mow it (nah)
Sip Dom Perri', little high glow, no no we
Don′t do Moet (nah)
If it ain′t P.J., no Rose from me hostess don't
Even pour it
Specks on Tom Ford, button-down Michael
Kors
Always on like the refrigerator, I′m plugged in,
Ho, you know it
A.P., and that Piguet with the Breitling when
I'm bored
Got a Masterpiece and a 41-millimeter, and
You ain′t even know it
Keep the .45 in my pocket: ain't gon′ show it
'Til I have to pop it
Then you gone know it, damn who shot you,
They don't even know it
Hawks game fuckin′ floor it, TV seat front row
It
Rocko Da Don CEO it, ain′t gotta rap and you
Know it
We've got a lot of marijuana; if you see me
You got a problem, run up on me like you
Want it, guaranteed we′re gonna solve it
They'll be thinkin′ someone shot him; hit him
With a bottle, I'mma let a nigga have it -
Started from the bottom
Now my diamonds looking autumn and police
Don′t even caught him; it's a milli if you call
Him, presidential rollie
It's a ticket if you want it and I′ll show you lil′
Niggas you can get it if you want it
(WHOOO!)
U-O, E-N, O (O)...
That good weed you don't even blow (blow)
See I drank so much Bombay in here tonight,
Can′t even drive (drive)
And that head feel so good to me that I can't
Even lie
See me all up on the curb, you think I′m drunk
When I'm swerving; see you ask how much it
Cost, you niggas got a lot of nerve
So much money all the motherfuckin′ bottles
Up in here I got nervous
Audemar, car service - Phantom Rolls Royce
Curtains
Roll one more and that's curtains, Young
Khalifa, that's curtains; in Taylor Gang we
Worship
I′m turned up every day, you don′t even know
It
Got your bitch with me right now, you don't
Even know it
We turn up in the club, you don′t even know it
Got a hundred bottles comin', you don′t even
Know it
We came up from nothin', you don′t even know
It
Drive a half a million dollar car, you don't
Even know it
This a thousand dollar pair of shoes, you don't
Even know it
Got a bitch that speak no English, she don′t
Even know it