Ugo Blk - Houston We Got A Problem Lyrics

We still tippin' on 44s I'm back in Texas
And it's covid calisthenics I ain't done flexing
Ain't done turning up I'm counting money and blessings
Ain't done turning up gotta run it up with my brethren
Know some fallen soldiers that's keeping watch on my shoulder
Know some down broads won't speak on nothing I done told them
All my people solid we don't do no folding
Spread the luv around I can show you better than I done told you
It's just me and Wavy we two deep on a mission
It's just me and Wavy we just see the same vision
It's that blkwav with the rhythm and the precision
This that blkwav this really what you been missing
Hit the gas pedal to the metal on new Pirellis
Hit the gas nothing but pressure know you could smell it
Manifesting dreams I ain't worried bout failing
I done swung down paint wet look like I'm sailing
Jammin grey tapes like 96 in a ss impala
Might just hit the loop in a new coupe
And it's bowlegged like a toddler
Neon kit shine through the city
Watch how I swing down and I'm mobbing
Dripping paint and I'm leaving stains
Houston we got a problem
Drippin' paint and I'm leaving stains
Houston we got a problem
Drippin' paint and I'm leaving stains
Houston we got a problem
Drippin paint and I'm leaving stains
Houston we got a problem
Drippin' paint and I'm leaving stains
Houston we got a problem
Momo wood I'm gripping the wheel til I catch splinters
Where I'm from we ride on 4s we don't ride spinners
Where I'm from come from the land of the cough syrup
Where I'm from do do blunts floating on billa
I be taking my time ain't no reason to rush
Gotta keep my composure
Gotta move like a general out in the field
I am not a foot soldier
I embedded the hustle inside of my mind
Now I feel a lot closer
I locked in and I focused on top of my grind
Told myself that I owe ya
Wav so blk it look like a sea of oil
Cook a beat and bring that muhfcka to a broil
Legendary recipe can't compare my pedigree
I know just what I know
Ain't nothin' new that you can tell to me
Hoggin' up the street hazard lights in the turning lane
Know I do my thing southwest ima swang and bang
Trunks gon pop and the tops gon drop
84s swang til the while wall pop
Buss a left a right I'm outta sight I'm throwed
Double cup styrofoam gotta keep it cold

We still tippin' on 44s I'm back in Texas
And it's covid calisthenics I ain't done flexing
Ain't done turning up I'm counting money and blessings
Ain't done turning up gotta run it up with my brethren
Know some fallen soldiers that's keeping watch on my shoulder
Know some down broads won't speak on nothing I done told them
All my people solid we don't do no folding
Spread the luv around I can show you better than I done told you
It's just me and Wavy we two deep on a mission
It's just me and Wavy we just see the same vision
It's that blkwav with the rhythm and the precision
This that blkwav this really what you been missing
Hit the gas pedal to the metal on new Pirellis
Hit the gas nothing but pressure know you could smell it
Manifesting dreams I ain't worried bout failing
I done swung down paint wet look like I'm sailing
Jammin grey tapes like 96 in a ss impala
Might just hit the loop in a new coupe
And it's bowlegged like a toddler
Neon kit shine through the city
Watch how I swing down and I'm mobbing
Dripping paint and I'm leaving stains
Houston we got a problem
Drippin' paint and I'm leaving stains
Houston we got a problem
Drippin' paint and I'm leaving stains
Houston we got a problem
Drippin paint and I'm leaving stains
Houston we got a problem
Drippin' paint and I'm leaving stains
Houston we got a problem
Momo wood I'm gripping the wheel til I catch splinters
Where I'm from we ride on 4s we don't ride spinners
Where I'm from come from the land of the cough syrup
Where I'm from do do blunts floating on billa
I be taking my time ain't no reason to rush
Gotta keep my composure
Gotta move like a general out in the field
I am not a foot soldier
I embedded the hustle inside of my mind
Now I feel a lot closer
I locked in and I focused on top of my grind
Told myself that I owe ya
Wav so blk it look like a sea of oil
Cook a beat and bring that muhfcka to a broil
Legendary recipe can't compare my pedigree
I know just what I know
Ain't nothin' new that you can tell to me
Hoggin' up the street hazard lights in the turning lane
Know I do my thing southwest ima swang and bang
Trunks gon pop and the tops gon drop
84s swang til the while wall pop
Buss a left a right I'm outta sight I'm throwed
Double cup styrofoam gotta keep it cold