Uno cemented himself as a pillar of the rap scene in 2015, taking the underground by storm with the release of his No More Thotties mixtape and songs like "Parkin' Lot Pimpin'," "Giuseppe Swag," and "WHAT." Uno would respond to the craving for new music held by his fans for two years by releasing his debut studio mixtape Live.Shyne.Die in late 2017.
A desire for musical experimentation led to his mid-2018 EP Limbus. The series' second installment would release in December of that same year. This trend of experimentation would continue itself with the release of Uno's Deadication remix project in mid-2019.
Uno delivered Deadication II: Lost Files in early 2020, a mixtape containing vaulted songs dating back to 2017. In mid-2020, Uno released his highly-anticipated debut studio album, 8, which included popular tracks "Das Him," "Night Mode," and "Can't Go."
At the beginning of 2021, Uno would release his sophomore studio album, Unoverse, a 10-track LP that would mark his first independent release since his 2017 EP Sorry for the Wait. The project featured standout cuts "Taco Bell" and "Opp Pack." ~ Alexander L. & Hamed T.
Mojo Jojo
UNOTHEACTIVIST Lyrics
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(That boy Cassius)
Swear they want some of my mojo (YSL shit)
Check, swear my mojo mojo jojo
(Uno, what up?) (Dun D-D-D-Deal, hey)
Swear they want some of my mojo
(What? Mojo, yeah, jojo)
(No, swag, woah)
I done fell in love with the coco
(Coke, coke, dope, coco)
Pull up with a 40, not a 44
(Skrr-skrr, bang, bow)
I just left from Europe, check my swag, yeah
(Check, check) (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hundred thousand dollars in a bag, yeah
(Racks, bags) (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I'm ballin', we don't look at tags
Yeah (Tags, ooh, ball)
I won't do no business with no rat, yeah
(Snitch, it's quiet)
Yeah, yeah (What? What?)
Yeah, ooh (What?)
Baby, don't go ever there, no
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Long range, nigga, I will dare you, uh (Pew)
Diamonds you cannot compare to
(What? Gas, gas)
She like "Bae, it is not fair" ooh (Fair)
Avalanches on my neck (Ice, swoosh)
Won't eat it unless it is wet
(Swoosh, wet, swoosh)
Cooking up dope with a TEC (Cookin' up)
I got everything that you wanna have (I got)
I just let these birds come and take a bath
Baby wipe me down like I'm Lil Boosie Badazz
(Ooh, wipe me)
All my diamonds clear like brand-new glass
Yeah (All my diamonds, yeah)
Swear they want some of my mojo
(What? Mojo, yeah, jojo)
Tryin' to take my swag, that's a no no
(No, swag, woah)
I done fell in love with the coco
(Coke, coke, dope, coco)
Pull up with a 40, not a 44
(Skrr-skrr, bang, bow)
I just left from Europe, check my swag, yeah
(Check, check) (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hundred thousand dollars in a bag, yeah
(Racks, bags) (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I'm ballin', we don't look at tags
Yeah (Tags, ooh, ball)
I won't do no business with no rat, yeah
(Snitch, it's quiet) (YSL, woo)
She diggin' my swag and she lovin' my mojo
(Diggin' my swag)
Might just get fresh and don't
Take not one photo (Fresh)
Pull with Draco, I'm never not solo
Maison Margiela, don't dress up in Polo
(Maison)
Uno, he with me, we sippin' on Actavis (Uno)
Had to run that shit up
They used to laugh at me (Ran that shit up)
I just wanna get it and
Feed the whole faculty (My whole faculty)
Came out the trap
I was workin' that vacuum seal (Woo)
Bitch, take a look at me now
(Bitch, take a look)
On the way to the top, not comin' down
(Not comin' down) bitches ain't shit
They can't even stay down (Stay down)
I'm tryin' to run up a mil' with my rounds
(Run it up)
Lil bitch, you know that I get it (Lil bitch)
Stack all the hundreds and fifties (Stack)
Sippin' on lean
'bout to fuck up my kidneys (Lean)
I had an A in the trap, that's terrific
(Woo)
You want a pigeon, I flock with the fishes
(Fish) stack that shit up
I'ma die tryin' to get richer (Cash)
Can't catch no drop if you
Don't got no pistol (Can't catch no drop)
Change for a twenty, I got the four nickel
(Bow)
Out the block, I call it early dismissal ()
Keep on gettin' money
My hand keep on itchin' ()
Nowadays they look up to the snitches ()
I just sit back and
Keep chasin' these riches (Duke)
Swear they want some of my mojo
(What? Mojo, yeah, jojo)
Tryin' to take my swag, that's a no no
(No, swag, woah)
I done fell in love with the coco
(Coke, coke, dope, coco)
Pull up with a 40, not a 44
(Skrr-skrr, bang, bow)
I just left from Europe, check my swag, yeah
(Check, check) (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hundred thousand dollars in a bag, yeah
(Racks, bags) (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I'm ballin', we don't look at tags
Yeah (Tags, ball, ooh, ball)
I won't do no business with no rat, yeah
(Snitch, it's quiet)
Yeah, yeah (What? What?)
The song Mojo Jojo by UnoTheActivist talks about the singer's swag and how people try to take it away from him. He talks about his love for cocaine, pulling up with a 40, not a 44, and how he won't do any business with rats. He also talks about his expensive lifestyle and how bitches are trying to take it away from him. The chorus of the song repeats the phrase "Swear they want some of my mojo" which represents his unique and undeniable style that people are desperate to acquire. Overall, the song is about staying true to oneself and not letting anyone else bring you down or take away your confidence.
Line by Line Meaning
Swear they want some of my mojo (Woah) yeah
People are envious of my style and want to emulate it
Swear they want some of my mojo (YSL shit)
People are envious of my style and want to copy it, even those associated with other brands
Check, swear my mojo mojo jojo
I confirm that my sense of style and swagger are unmatched and sought-after
Swear they want some of my mojo (What? Mojo, yeah, jojo)
People are trying to copy my unique style and swagger, which is referred to as my 'mojo'
Tryin' to take my swag, that's a no no (No, swag, woah)
Copying my style without permission is not allowed, as it is my unique hallmark
I done fell in love with the coco (Coke, coke, dope, coco)
I have developed a strong liking for cocaine
Pull up with a 40, not a 44 (Skrr-skrr, bang, bow)
I arrive in style with a powerful weapon, but not an excessively deadly one
I just left from Europe, check my swag, yeah (Check, check) (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I recently returned from Europe, and my sense of style and swagger have reached new heights
Hundred thousand dollars in a bag, yeah (Racks, bags) (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I have a hundred thousand dollars in cash, stuffed inside a bag
Bitch, I'm ballin', we don't look at tags Yeah (Tags, ooh, ball)
I am living the high life and don't care about the prices of items and their tags
I won't do no business with no rat, yeah (Snitch, it's quiet)
I refuse to engage in any dealings with a dishonest or treacherous person, and prefer to keep quiet about it
She diggin' my swag and she lovin' my mojo (Diggin' my swag)
This woman is admiring my unique style and is attracted to my swagger
Might just get fresh and don't Take not one photo (Fresh)
I may decide to show off my fresh new outfit and not allow anyone to take a picture of me
Pull with Draco, I'm never not solo Maison Margiela, don't dress up in Polo (Maison) Uno, he with me, we sippin' on Actavis (Uno)
I have a powerful gun with me and prefer to be alone. I am wearing designer Maison Margiela clothes but never Polo. Uno, the artist, is with me, and we are drinking Actavis
Had to run that shit up They used to laugh at me (Ran that shit up)
I had to work hard and increase my success and wealth significantly. People used to mock and underestimate me, but now I am successful
I just wanna get it and Feed the whole faculty (My whole faculty)
I want to become rich and provide for everyone I care about
Came out the trap I was workin' that vacuum seal (Woo)
I am a former drug dealer who used to package cocaine using a vacuum-sealed bag to avoid detection
Bitch, take a look at me now (Bitch, take a look) On the way to the top, not comin' down (Not comin' down) bitches ain't shit They can't even stay down (Stay down)
I am proud of my achievements and success. I am determined to keep moving up and will not be held down by anyone. I don't trust anyone, especially women
I'm tryin' to run up a mil' with my rounds (Run it up)
I am trying to make a million dollars through my music and tours
Lil bitch, you know that I get it (Lil bitch) Stack all the hundreds and fifties (Stack) Sippin' on lean 'bout to fuck up my kidneys (Lean) I had an A in the trap, that's terrific (Woo)
I make a lot of money and stack it up in hundreds and fifties. I drink lean, which is damaging my kidneys. I was successful in drug dealing, achieving the top grade 'A'
You want a pigeon, I flock with the fishes (Fish) stack that shit up I'ma die tryin' to get richer (Cash)
You want a target, and I have better things to do than waste my time on a petty situation. I will keep making a lot of money and will do it until the day I die
Can't catch no drop if you Don't got no pistol (Can't catch no drop) Change for a twenty, I got the four nickel (Bow)
You cannot steal something if you don't have a gun. I have a gun that can exchange a $20 bill to four nickels, significantly increasing one's amount of money
Out the block, I call it early dismissal () Keep on gettin' money My hand keep on itchin'
I left the neighbourhood to pursue music and success. I will continue to make money, and I have a feeling that I will be successful in doing so
Nowadays they look up to the snitches () I just sit back and Keep chasin' these riches (Duke)
People now admire those who betray or snitch on others. I will keep chasing money despite these disappointing trends
Swear they want some of my mojo (What? Mojo, yeah, jojo)
People are fascinated with my unique style and swagger, which I refer to as my 'mojo'
Tryin' to take my swag, that's a no no (No, swag, woah)
Copying or emulating my style without permission is prohibited, as it is my unique hallmark
I done fell in love with the coco (Coke, coke, dope, coco)
I have developed a strong liking for cocaine
Pull up with a 40, not a 44 (Skrr-skrr, bang, bow)
I arrive in style with a powerful weapon, but not an excessively deadly one
I just left from Europe, check my swag, yeah (Check, check) (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I recently returned from Europe, and my sense of style and swagger have reached new heights
Hundred thousand dollars in a bag, yeah (Racks, bags) (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I have a hundred thousand dollars in cash, stuffed inside a bag
Bitch, I'm ballin', we don't look at tags Yeah (Tags, ooh, ball)
I am living the high life and don't care about the prices of items and their tags
I won't do no business with no rat, yeah (Snitch, it's quiet)
I refuse to engage in any dealings with a dishonest or treacherous person, and prefer to keep quiet about it
Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: David Cunningham, Joshua Cross, Martinez Arnold, Troy Lane
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