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Oh my God, what is this? An L beat?Free Uzi, yeah(Fuck Drama)This an L beatYeah, I remember when that girl didn't need meI didn't have no money and Icouldn'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 netwe get them racks like Serena, uh (Woo)Yeah, the sun out, so my boys gonna trap todayWhen you get money, every day like Saturday (Woo)Niggas lyin', yeah he stuck with a cappin' faceNiggas rattin', they get hit with the Mac today (Woo)It's my "I don't even know, um, what happened" faceGrandma in the kitchen still singin' "Happy Days" (Yeah)I just popped a I'm in my happy placeShe was trippin', had to ask her, "What pack you take" (Let's go!)I can make your lil' bitch just wanna percolateSex first then we can have a after-date (Yeah)Gave me head 'til my shit, um, decapitateLook me in my eye and do, um, that nasty face (Woah)Make it rain in the club like a nasty dayTold 'em that I'm comin', oh, no ejaculatePastry, pocket, boy, you not havin' cakeFuck that overcoat and I swear your jacket lateBro just made his money back off a half a plateRollie cost me 40 thousand, that's half the faceI remember when them niggas all laughed at mePortfolios, now they all bring their apps to meWish before me that my bitch practiced abstinenceWishes don't come true until you just practice itNiggas broke? Never, ho, bitch, we havin' itYes, we spendin' it, but you know we stackin' it (Let's go)I was steppin' on the beat, took a nap on itIf she shake her ass, you know I'm gon' slap on itShe was suckin' my dick right on her kneesHer 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' chipsGot a tattoo'd face so you can see my blasphemyIt's some niggas that really just wanna blast at meBut you know I got some niggas that blast for meI'm not tall, but I ball like a athleteCount my money, yeah, I turn to a mathleteHad 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 levelCouple dolls on me, say, "Hey, yellow"Then stack my money, gon' stay levelI don't give a fuck, I'ma stay rebelBackwood on me, bitch, you stay 'rello (What else?)I got my metal so stay mellowGot them boulders, my neck won't see a pebble (Uh)I can make your lil' bitch just wanna percolateSex first then we can have a after-dateGave me head 'til my shit, um, decapitateLook me in my eye and do, um, that nasty face (Woah)Make it rain in the club like a nasty dayTold 'em that I'm comin', oh, no ejaculatePastry, pocket, boy you not havin' cakeFuck that overcoat and I swear your jacket lateBro just made his money back off a half a plateRollie cost me 40 thousand, that's half the faceI remember when them niggas all laughed at mePortfolios, now they all bring their apps to meWish before me that my bitch practiced abstinenceWishes don't come true until you just practice itNiggas broke? Never, ho, bitch we havin' itYes we spendin' it, but you know we stackin' itForeign cars, make your bitch wanna hop in itDon't know my name, but she start givin' top in itLil Uzi make these bitches wanna flock in itWonton, flood the block with some Wock' in itThey saw I was comin' so they all just start hoppin' fenceGang Wang, yeah, you know you get shot in itAlexander Wang, bitch, I came from povertyGot a plug, bring that shit right from ProvidenceKill a opp, now my boys gonna hibernatePsych, nah, they back on it the next dayThe reason he died 'cause that boy gon' hesitateNigga, you started this shit, I'm just less playShe suck on my dick 'til that bitch gon' regurgitateShe tellin' you that she never even heard of meI can't trust none of these niggas, might turn on meI'm still a millionaire, this shit not hurtin' me (Woah)But it's hurtin' you (Yeah)And I know the truthI still watch Big Bang Theory, that's the nerd in meI remember when your ass was just swervin' mePlease keep that same energy with the urgencyI'm liftin' these big ol' stacks like my name HerculesBulletproof on my tank, that's my insurgencyThese ol' niggas wanna rob me like a burglary (Let's go)I can make your lil' bitch just wanna percolateSex first then we can have a after-date (Free Uzi)Gave me head 'til my shit, um, decapitateLook me in my eye and do, um, that nasty face (Free Uzi)Make it rain in the club like a nasty dayTold 'em that I'm comin', oh, no ejaculate (Free Uzi)Pastry, pocket, boy you not havin' cakeFuck that overcoat and I swear your jacket late (Yeah)Bro just made his money back off a half a plateRollie cost me 40 thousand, that's half the faceI remember when them niggas all laughed at mePortfolios, now they all bring their apps to meWish before me that my bitch practiced abstinenceWishes don't come true until you just practice itNiggas broke? Never, ho, bitch we havin' itYes we spendin' it, but you know we stackin' itFree Uzi
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