Oh my God, what is this? An L beat?
Free Uzi, yeah
This an L beat
Yeah, I remember when that girl didn't need me
I didn’t have no money and I couldn't find out what's the reason (Why?)
Now that ho back on my team, ’cause my neck wet like a squeegee (Woah)
We served them packs in the net, we get them racks like Serena, uh (Woo)
Yeah, the sun out, so my boys gonna trap today
When you get money, every day like Saturday (Woo)
Niggas lyin', yeah he stuck with a cappin' face
Niggas rattin', they get hit with the MAC today (Woo)
It's my "I don't even know, um, what happened" face
Grandma in the kitchen still singin' "Happy Days" (Yeah)
I just popped a G6, I'm in my happy place
She was trippin’, had to ask her, "What pack you take" (Let’s go!)
I can make your lil' bitch just wanna percolate
Sex first then we can have a after-date (Yeah)
Gave me head ’til my shit, um, decapitate
Look me in my eye and do, um, that nasty face (Woah)
Make it rain in the club like a nasty day
Told 'em that I'm comin', oh, no ejaculate
Pastry, pocket, boy, you not havin’ cake
Fuck that overcoat and I swear your jacket late
Bro just made his money back off a half a plate
Rollie cost me 40 thousand, that's half the face
I remember when them niggas all laughed at me
Portfolios, now they all bring their apps to me
Wish before me that my bitch practiced abstinence
Wishes don't come true until you just practice it
Niggas broke? Never, ho, bitch, we havin' it
Yes, we spendin' it, but you know we stackin' it (Let's go)
I was steppin' on the beat, took a nap on it
If she shake her ass, you know I'm gon' slap on it
She was suckin' my dick right on her knees
Her mama bust in, she said, "Girl, what is happenin'?"
She said, "Baby, you know your dad a pastor"
She said, "Mama, I'm just doin' the Kaepernick"
Frito-Lay, yeah, you know that I'm stackin' chips
Got a tattoo'd face so you can see my blasphemy
It's some niggas that really just wanna blast at me
But you know I got some niggas that blast for me
I'm not tall, but I ball like a athlete
Count my money, yeah, I turn to a mathlete
Had to get my business together (Yup)
I had three million in taxes (I did)
I got it all off on this level (Yup)
They said it's three million that's missin'
I ain't say nothin', I stayed level
Couple dolls on me, say, "Hey, yellow"
Then stack my money, gon' stay level
I don't give a fuck, I'ma stay rebel
Backwood on me, bitch, you stay 'rello (What else?)
I got my metal so stay mellow
Got them boulders, my neck won't see a pebble (Uh)
I can make your lil' bitch just wanna percolate
Sex first then we can have a after-date
Gave me head 'til my shit, um, decapitate
Look me in my eye and do, um, that nasty face (Woah)
Make it rain in the club like a nasty day
Told 'em that I'm comin', oh, no ejaculate
Pastry, pocket, boy you not havin' cake
Fuck that overcoat and I swear your jacket late
Bro just made his money back off a half a plate
Rollie cost me 40 thousand, that's half the face
I remember when them niggas all laughed at me
Portfolios, now they all bring their apps to me
Wish before me that my bitch practiced abstinence
Wishes don't come true until you just practice it
Niggas broke? Never, ho, bitch we havin' it
Yes we spendin' it, but you know we stackin' it
Foreign cars, make your bitch wanna hop in it
Don't know my name, but she start givin' top in it
Lil Uzi make these bitches wanna flock in it
Wonton, flood the block with some Wock' in it
They saw I was comin' so they all just start hoppin' fence
Gang Wang, yeah, you know you get shot in it
Alexander Wang, bitch, I came from poverty
Got a plug, bring that shit right from Providence
Kill a opp, now my boys gonna hibernate
Psych, nah, they back on it the next day
The reason he died 'cause that boy gon' hesitate
Nigga, you started this shit, I'm just less play
She suck on my dick 'til that bitch gon' regurgitate
She tellin' you that she never even heard of me
I can't trust none of these niggas, might turn on me
I'm still a millionaire, this shit not hurtin' me (Woah)
But it's hurtin' you (Yeah)
And I know the truth
I still watch Big Bang Theory, that's the nerd in me
I remember when your ass was just swervin' me
Please keep that same energy with the urgency
I'm liftin' these big ol' stacks like my name Hercules
Bulletproof on my tank, that's my insurgency
These ol' niggas wanna rob me like a burglary (Let's go)
I can make your lil' bitch just wanna percolate
Sex first then we can have a after-date (Free Uzi)
Gave me head 'til my shit, um, decapitate
Look me in my eye and do, um, that nasty face (Free Uzi)
Make it rain in the club like a nasty day
Told 'em that I'm comin', oh, no ejaculate (Free Uzi)
Pastry, pocket, boy you not havin' cake
Fuck that overcoat and I swear your jacket late (Yeah)
Bro just made his money back off a half a plate
Rollie cost me 40 thousand, that's half the face
I remember when them niggas all laughed at me
Portfolios, now they all bring their apps to me
Wish before me that my bitch practiced abstinence
Wishes don't come true until you just practice it
Niggas broke? Never, ho, bitch we havin' it
Yes we spendin' it, but you know we stackin' it
Free Uzi
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