Ugh Oh

It's Battles
 Ughhhh
 Fly America
 Ugh oh, I'm startin' to think that you in trouble pal
 Believed in the team and it seems we startin' to bubble now
 Old enemies tryna' come around
 But I just leave 'em lost and jealous, Southern Cal
 My fans say my lines the sickest
 Metaphors, I got metafives and sixes
 Yeah, I'm on my grind to get it
 Porn star, going hard is in my job description
 Uh huh, see after school is when the lesson starts
 So even punctuation couldn't question Mark
 Enjoy the crazy ride, we won't ever park
 My pilot is to blame for the flame, I just set the spark
 Ha, ha! We updated the roster
 The city of Indianapolis created a monster
 The first to make it from this place, I'mma take it and conquer
 And laugh in they face cause they hate when we prosper
 Shout out to my fans we made it look easy
 Buzzin' 'round the underground its time to take it to TV
 Believe me
 You have no idea what's about to happen to you
 Los
 Ugh
 I tried to push the red line to the Bentley and shiver
 Then take the top back like an Indian giver
 Indians cap with the wide smile
 Your girl see my style give me the high brow
 For the cash out, I follow you to Moscow
 Don't make me lash out like the follicles under eyebrows
 My rollies got me sick with ridiculous rage
 I'm trying to switch the faces like Travolta and Nicolas Cage
 Rap's my playground and I'm a dinosaur
 These was just my monkey bars, bars that I was sliding bored
 Keep yo asses out the deep end
 I still advance at a stand still without a knee bend
 I used to write (write) with my left (left) when my right was sore
 Now I just left (left) the pen there (there), I don't write no more
 It ain't right no more, whats left to do
 If you could write what I don't have to write, what would be left to you
 Sickest rapper livin', glad to see em learn
 I couldn't catch the flu, cause it ain't want to have me in return
 Los
 Yeah
 It's Fly America
 Fly high or get flown over
 We don't catch feelings we catch flights.