Luyện nghe bài hát Free Uzi

Oh my God, what is An L beat?
Free Uzi,
(Fuck Drama)
an L beat

Yeah, I when that girl didn't need me
I have no money and I
couldn't find out the reason (Why?)
Now that ho on my team, 'cause my neck wet like a squeegee (Woah)
We them packs in the net,
we get them racks Serena, uh (Woo)
Yeah, the sun out, so my boys gonna today
When you get money, every day like (Woo)
lyin', yeah he stuck with a cappin' face
Niggas rattin', they get hit with the MAC (Woo)
It's my "I don't even know, um, what happened"
Grandma in the kitchen singin' "Happy Days" (Yeah)
I popped a G6, I'm in my happy place
She was trippin', had to ask her, "What you take" (Let's go!)

I can make your lil' bitch wanna percolate
Sex then we can have a after-date (Yeah)
Gave me 'til my shit, um, decapitate
Look me in my eye and do, um, that nasty (Woah)
Make it in the club like a nasty day
Told 'em that I'm comin', oh, no
Pastry, pocket, boy, you not cake
Fuck that overcoat and I swear your late
Bro just made his back off a half a plate
Rollie cost me 40 thousand, that's half the
I remember when niggas all laughed at me
Portfolios, now they all bring their to me
Wish before me that my practiced abstinence
Wishes come true until you just practice it
Niggas broke? Never, ho, bitch, we it
Yes, we it, but you know we stackin' it (Let's go)

I was on the beat, took a nap on it
If she shake her ass, you know I'm slap on it
She was suckin' my dick on her knees
Her mama in, she said, "Girl, what is happenin'?"
She said, "Baby, you know dad a pastor"
She said, "Mama, I'm doin' the Kaepernick"
Frito-Lay, yeah, you know I'm stackin' chips
Got a tattoo'd so you can see my blasphemy
It's niggas that really just wanna blast at me
But you I got some niggas that blast for me
I'm not tall, but I ball a athlete
Count my money, yeah, I turn to a
Had to get my business (Yup)
I had three in taxes (I did)
I got it all off on this (Yup)
They said three million that's missin'
I say nothin', I stayed level
Couple on me, say, "Hey, yellow"
Then stack my money, stay level
I don't give a fuck, I'ma stay
Backwood on me, bitch, you stay (What else?)
I got my so stay mellow
Got boulders, my neck won't see a pebble (Uh)

I can make your lil' bitch wanna percolate
Sex first then we can have a
me head 'til my shit, um, decapitate
Look me in my eye and do, um, nasty face (Woah)
it rain in the club like a nasty day
Told 'em I'm comin', oh, no ejaculate
Pastry, pocket, boy you not havin'
Fuck that overcoat and I swear jacket late
Bro made his money back off a half a plate
cost me 40 thousand, that's half the face
I remember them niggas all laughed at me
Portfolios, now all bring their apps to me
Wish before me that my bitch abstinence
Wishes come true until you just practice it
Niggas broke? Never, ho, bitch we it
Yes we it, but you know we stackin' it

Foreign cars, make bitch wanna hop in it
Don't my name, but she start givin' top in it
Lil Uzi make bitches wanna flock in it
Wonton, the block with some Wock' in it
They saw I was comin' so all just start hoppin' fence
Wang, yeah, you know you get shot in it
Alexander Wang, bitch, I came poverty
Got a plug, that shit right from Providence
Kill a opp, now my boys hibernate
Psych, nah, they back on it the day
The he died 'cause that boy gon' hesitate
Nigga, you this shit, I'm just less play
She suck on my dick that bitch gon' regurgitate
She tellin' you she never even heard of me
I can't trust none of niggas, might turn on me
I'm still a millionaire, this shit not me (Woah)
But it's you (Yeah)
And I the truth
I still watch Big Theory, that's the nerd in me
I remember your ass was just swervin' me
Please keep that energy with the urgency
I'm liftin' these big ol' stacks like my Hercules
on my tank, that's my insurgency
These ol' niggas wanna rob me like a (Let's go)

I can make your lil' bitch just percolate
Sex then we can have a after-date (Free Uzi)
Gave me 'til my shit, um, decapitate
Look me in my eye and do, um, that nasty (Free Uzi)
it rain in the club like a nasty day
Told 'em I'm comin', oh, no ejaculate(Free Uzi)
Pastry, pocket, boy you not havin'
Fuck overcoat and I swear your jacket late (Yeah)
Bro just his money back off a half a plate
Rollie me 40 thousand, that's half the face
I remember when them all laughed at me
Portfolios, now they all bring their to me
before me that my bitch practiced abstinence
Wishes don't come true you just practice it
Niggas broke? Never, ho, bitch we it
Yes we spendin' it, but you we stackin' it

Uzi