
Uzi Loogies $uicideboy$ & Germ
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[Intro: Lil Ugly Mane]
I'ma let the Uzi sp—
I'ma, I'ma let the Uzi spit
Turn his face into gooey shit
I'ma, I'ma, I, I'ma let the Uzi sp—
I'ma-I'ma let the Uzi spit
Turn his face into gooey shit
I'ma, I'ma, I, I'ma let the Uzi sp—
I'ma, I'ma let the Uzi spit
Turn his face into gooey shit
I'ma, I'ma, I, I'ma let the Uzi sp—
I'ma-I'ma let the Uzi spit
Turn his face into-into shit
I'ma, I'ma—
[Verse 1: Germ]
Runnin' through bags full of choppers, totin' that drama
Hopin' these crumbs don't want problems
'Cause I don't know where to solve 'em
I just might bag and rob 'em, flamin' revolver
Came with the flame, no game
He play, no way, I gets no pay
Fuck out my face, I needs the throne
I need the throat from your ho, you know how it go
Step in the game, sippin' on pain
My mind is all gone
Not lookin' for ways to stop all the fame from tryna fuck my funds up
Run 'em up, and let the guns up
Ho's face like a dump truck, but I still want my nuts touched
—Still no fucks, bitch, get bucked
I'ma let the Uzi sp—
I'ma, I'ma let the Uzi spit
Turn his face into gooey shit
I'ma, I'ma, I, I'ma let the Uzi sp—
I'ma-I'ma let the Uzi spit
Turn his face into gooey shit
I'ma, I'ma, I, I'ma let the Uzi sp—
I'ma, I'ma let the Uzi spit
Turn his face into gooey shit
I'ma, I'ma, I, I'ma let the Uzi sp—
I'ma-I'ma let the Uzi spit
Turn his face into-into shit
I'ma, I'ma—
[Verse 1: Germ]
Runnin' through bags full of choppers, totin' that drama
Hopin' these crumbs don't want problems
'Cause I don't know where to solve 'em
I just might bag and rob 'em, flamin' revolver
Came with the flame, no game
He play, no way, I gets no pay
Fuck out my face, I needs the throne
I need the throat from your ho, you know how it go
Step in the game, sippin' on pain
My mind is all gone
Not lookin' for ways to stop all the fame from tryna fuck my funds up
Run 'em up, and let the guns up
Ho's face like a dump truck, but I still want my nuts touched
—Still no fucks, bitch, get bucked
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