Feel Like Uzi

[Intro]
(Neilaworld)
(Ooh, ooh, I'm ready, ooh)
(Okay, okay, okay, uh)
(Okay, yeah, pretti, pretti, pretti, pretti)

[Chorus]
Huh, yeah
Feel like Uzi, I can do it, you can do it
I was trippin' 'bout that girl, hit the blunt, gettin' looser (Gettin' looser)
It's a new world, uh, people movin'
Put up all the artistry, I think I might lose it
Bitch double crossin' me, bitch, well, cross your T's
Now I got a Gaultier bag, it's stretchin’ from here to overseas
Label meetings, back-to-back shows, too exhausted (Exhausted)
Huh, made a boss call, uh, I'm a boss bitch (Boss bitch)

[Verse 1]
Huh, lost cause, huh
BE@RBRICK on my dresser, it's LACOSTE (Alright)
Hood bitch tried my dick, man, she just a frog, huh, she amphibian
Bitch, I put the show on, I get anybody in
I'm MJ, fuck these little boys
Yeah, my spot been already made
I'm stuck in at zero place
You can have her through the week, but she mine on Wednesday
Sugar in the lemonade, you so beautiful today

[Chorus]
Feel like Uzi, I can do it, you can do it
I was trippin' 'bout that girl, hit the blunt, gettin' looser (Gettin' looser)
It's a new world, uh, people movin'
Put up all the artistry, I think I might lose it
Bitch double crossin' me, bitch, well, cross your T's
Now I got a Gaultier bag, it's stretchin’ from here to overseas
Label meetings, back-to-back shows, too exhausted
Huh, made a boss call, uh, I'm a boss bitch

[Verse 2]
Baby, why you chargin' for this shit? It was meant for us (Ooh, ooh)
Why you tryna hide when we kiss? Or we fuck? (Ha)
Damn, my brother told me "Never trust no one" (Ha)
Dropped a diss on me, brodie, I think that shit sucked (Shit sucked)
Dig this shirt, denim on my body, yes, it's old stuff
Up and early, I was up and early, got my style up
Said she want me, yeah, she wanna fuck me, baby, line up (Fuck)
It's enough for all of you (Oh, yeah)

[Chorus]
Huh, yeah
Feel like Uzi, I can do it, you can do it
I was trippin' 'bout that girl, hit the blunt, gettin' looser (Gettin' looser)
It's a new world, uh, people movin'
Put up all the artistry, I think I might lose it
Bitch double crossin' me, bitch, well, cross your T's
Now I got a Gaultier bag, it's stretchin’ from here to overseas
Label meetings, back-to-back shows, too exhausted (Exhausted)
Huh, made a boss call, uh, I'm a boss bitch (Boss bitch)

[Outro]
(pretti, pretti)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Ha, ha)