Free Uzi

[Intro] Oh my God, what is this? An L beat? Free Uzi, yeah This an L beat [Verse 1] 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) Nigga’s lyin’, yeah, he stuck with a cappin’ face Niggas rattin’, they get hit with the MAC today (Woo) This 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 Perc’ you take?” (Let’s go!) [Chorus] 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 forty thousand, that’s half the face I remember when them niggas all laughed at me Portfolios, now they all bring they 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) [Verse 2] 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 panther?” She said, “Mama, I’m just doin’ the Kaepernick” Frito-Lay, yeah, you know that I’m stackin’ chips Got a tattooed face so you can see my blasphemy It’s some niggas that really just wan’ 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 (Ooh) Couple dolls on me, say, “Hey, yellow” This that my-money-gon’-stay level I don’t give a fuck, I’ma stay rebel (Yup) 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) [Chorus] 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 forty thousand, that’s half the face I remember when them niggas all laughed at me Portfolios, now they all bring they 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 [Verse 3] Foreign car, make your bitch wanna hop in it (Skrrt) Don’t know my name, but she start givin’ top in it Lil Uzi make these bitches wan’ flock in it Wonton, flood the block with some Wock’ in it They saw us comin’ so they all just start hop the 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 Sike, 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, “Let’s 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 old niggas wanna rob me like a burglary (Let’s go) [Chorus] 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 forty thousand, that’s half the face I remember when them niggas all laughed at me Portfolios, now they all bring they 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 [Outro] Free Uzi

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