Ugh

We're under pressure
So we keep on sippin’
So we keep on sippin', sippin', sippin’

If a genie gave me three wishes
I'd pay back my school tuition
And spend the rest on two bitches uh huh

If Jesus gave out miracles
I'd pray all day so spiritual
'cause life keeps getting difficult uh huh

So put that ugh in my cup
Can you fill it way-way up, yeah yeah
I wanna feel lit tonight
And I don't wanna feel tonight
In my cup
Can you feel it we're way up, yeah yeah

Chug that juice lemme see you get loose
Chug that juice lemme see you get loose

I heard you gotta pay rent by Tuesday
I heard you wanna bench Bobby Boucher
I better make a fundraiser to pay

All you want kraft mac and cheese
Do you smoke that shitty weed
Drive that honda 93'
With that gas tank still on E