Feelin' Like Uzi Lyrics

I'm finna run this shit up cuz I don't got enough Just cuz you got guns do not make your ass tuff Brodie gon' pop out the cut and then send yo ass up please don't say that it's up cuz I'm leavin' it stuck

money got longer I feel like I'm Uzi directing these niggas but not in no no moves She fuckin' with Jroc cuz he rockin' Gucci, not fuckin' with you cuz you wearin' Kusubi Gang put that shit on, and you can't tell us less, they missed that boy back, he got hit in his neck I earned all my stripes, but no I'm not a ref, she want me for money, I want her for sex I realized the fake as a nigga got older, if she wanna leave then I'm not finna hold her I got a big glock, it can't fit in a holster, gon' put that boy up just like he was a poster Yes I got the hands, no I'm not Tyson, who made the beat? My nigga Bryson, I'm pushin' a whip and I don't got no license You rap nigga shit, bae bring me some diapers He was just flexin' that money, the fuck nigga ran out

She know all my lyrics, these bitches be fanned out If I'm comin' through then I'm breakin' some bands out Don't think that I'm solo, I'm breakin' my mans out

Gang, how you a rapper but don't got a chain? Me and him different, yo nigga a lame, I'm coppin' the coupe and then choppin' the brain Fuck, I mean top off, y'all drippin' like ketchup, we drippin' like hot sauce

Go' google my name cause I'm really the top dog, keep dissing on Tone's that's gon' get your ass knocked off Bands on top of the bands, it's a light ten, that's just sittin' in my pants When I sent shots niggas ran, I am the man, think I might move to Japan

We do this with ease I don't care about hype, I'm high in the sky you can call me a kite She gon' ride on my dick just like it was a bike, I be talkin' my shit when I meet with the mic

Uno, dos, don't forget tres, rappin' em up, we won't leave a trace OVO with me but I got the Drake not askin' my doctor gon' take what I take

When I started rappin', yes I was shitty, when I run it up, the guys comin' with me I didn't wanna do it, I knew it was iffy, but bein' a rapper itself hella risky

Just tell me you love me, you could get it all, on my way to the top so they pray that I fall Do not flex that' lil' money, we takin' it all, if you reach for my chain then I'm breakin' your jaw

Admit to you niggas, I know that I'm raw, do not ask no questions, I saw what I saw Be blitzin' on niggas, I'm not Randy Moss , bitch cheated' on me so I guess that's her loss

I'm finna run this shit up cause I don't got enough, just cause you got guns, do not make your ass tuff' Brodie gone pop out the cut and the sand yo ass up don't say that it's up cause I'm leaving it stuck

Money got longer, I feel like I'm Uzi directin' these niggas, but now they know moves She fuckin' with Jroc cause he rockin' Gucci, not fuckin' with you cause you wearin' Ksubi's

Gang put that shit on and you can't tell us less, they missed that boy back, he got hit in his neck I earned all my stripes, but no I'm not a ref, she want me for money, I want her for sex

I realized the fake as a nigga got older, if she wanna leave then I'm not finna hold her I got a big glock, it can't fit in a holster, gon' put that boy up just like he was a poster

I realized the fake as a nigga got older, if she wanna leave then I'm not finna hold I got a big glock, it can't fit in a holster, gon' put that boy up just like he was a poster