​​chances

[Intro]
Yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah
And niggas losin' they mind, nigga, God damn, yeah
Stop thinkin' you a God, no, you not him, yeah
I was bein' bad so they put me in a jam
If you tryna take what's mine, chances are slim

[Verse]
I'm tryna slide
I'm tryna glide
If you reach for it, you gon' die
If you reach for it, you gon' fly
This bih' eatin' me, like apple pie
Nigga run up on me, he get fried
Know I walk in that bih' with the guys
And she steady be tellin' me lies
ARP, knock yo head off
Uppin' the bitch, you know that I sped off
Yeah, if he talkin' crazy we pull up to his spot
I know what you like, hoe
I pour that drink in my Sprite, hoе, yeah, yeah
Bullets, bih', fuck up his vitals
Spin on his block likе a spiral
I am Lil Uzi, no eye roll

[Chorus]
Yeah
And niggas losin' they mind, nigga, God damn, yeah
Stop thinkin' you a God, no, you not him, yeah
I was bein' bad so they put me in a jam
If you tryna take what's mine, chances are slim