[Intro]
(ShittinCari)
[Verse]
That money, I need it
All my bitches hate me, I'm conceited
Bitch, I don't give a fuck if you leavin'
He a lawyer, I kill him for treason
Killed a bitch and it wasn't even no reason
Kicked the bitch out my house, I ain't with all that teasin'
Put my dick in her mouth, the lil' bitch was too easy
When at war with the feds, your money, they freeze it
I'll die for the gang, hear that name and I'm bleedin'
I'll up it and bang, tryna leave him leakin'
Get clean with my Glock, switch it out every season
Some my niggas be scammin', thеy be fuckin' with pieces
If shе bad, I might eat the bitch out like a Reese's
I'm a god on the Earth, so they treat me like Jesus
I know niggas move more bricks than Jeezy
I don't like to write, this shit come off the heezy
On the Perc', I'm Li Rye, on the bean, I'm Li Reezy
I don't got a flow, don't compare me to Sleazy
I be ready to go, tryna leave shit bleedin', uh
I never snitched on a nigga
I never told on a nigga, uh
I up a roll on a nigga, uh
You call the folks on a nigga, uh
I'm tryna roll up a nigga, uh
You know I'm the sickest, so try not to throw up, lil' nigga
When he die, once I quit, I go pour up the nigga
Up the fire, leave him dead and record the nigga
Might go spin on the opps 'cause I'm bored, lil' nigga
Tell her I wanna fuck, I'm straightforward, lil' nigga
They behind, need to up on the score, lil' nigga
'Member I used to slide in a Ford, lil' nigga
I ain't tuckin' my gun, I'ma show it, lil' nigga
I won't back down from nothin', I'ma blow it, lil' nigga
Get that sack, run it back, I'ma score, lil' nigga
Still remember them days I was poor, lil' nigga
Bad bitch, but she cannot afford a nigga
Pockets bumpin' like they on steroids, lil' nigga
Ain't no work just to die by the sword, lil' nigga
They know I'm hard to beat like the Warriors, nigga
They ain't never outside, they avoidin' a nigga
Get so high, I feel like I be soarin', lil' nigga
Been a gangster since the day I was born, lil' nigga
Chase him down, where the fuck is you goin', lil' nigga?
Bet this Glock fuck around like a porn, lil' nigga
Your bitch bad, when I fuck, I'm recordin' her, nigga
I be sendin' my opps to the coroner, nigga
'Member sellin' that weed on the corner, nigga
Set me up, she know I'm blowin' up, nigga
How the fuck you want beef? I got over six figures
How the fuck you want beef? I got over six killers
No TBG, I be ridin' with gorillas
I put that heat on 'em quick like a Triller
I make it rain, you don't do shit but drizzle
You know I'm with the clan like I'm BiC Fizzle
Can't nobody say that Li Rye ran from a nigga
Pick a side 'fore you die, Malcom in the Middle
If that Bentley with me, you know that I'm a dealer
Since I signed me a deal, you beggin' for a picture
You know I keep it real, so what the fuck is the issue?
Claim he a gangster, he softer than tissue
This .308 Blackout be shootin' out missiles
I be pullin' the racks out to stunt on these niggas
Say I blew her lil' back out, she lovin' a nigga
Droppin' back just to fuck me a nigga
Uzi Flow was written by Li Rye & Hue & ShittinCari.
Uzi Flow was produced by Takn beats & ShittinCari & Hue.