UZI VERTT Lyrics

Riding with that Uzi Vert

Finna pop em like a perc

Got them thangs up in my nine

That make a lil nigga hurt

Two two three's hit em hard

Fuck it put em in that hearse

Talk that shit up in them songs

Don't put my name up in no verse

Sunday service fuck around

And pack a Nigga in the church

Every time them niggas dissing

They get put up on a shirt

Know a Nigga who was Robbin

Who got put up in that dirt

Know a nigga who was Robbin

Who got put up in that hearse

Better play with God

Before a nigga come and play with me

Got two sticks up in this whip

Like fuck it, let that trigger squeeze

I'm wiping niggas nose

You come around this bitch you better not sneeze

Talking shit about your niggas

Word around you coppin please

Two two three's spin your block

I bet that bitch hon clear the scene

I be sliding on the daily

That shit you talking make believe

You can catch me on the block

Servin junkies pushing p's

Give a fuck about an Opp

I got a thirty with a beam

Bitch it's time to speak the facts

Like where the fuck them niggas at

He want to slide then tell em slide

I'll send em where his momma at

Better use your fucking head

Before I send to get it tapped

I ain't tryna talk to niggas

Tryna knock em off the map

Gave that boy a couple shots

He shouldn't of said my fuckin name

I told that boy to calm down

I guess he thought it was a game

Killa's coming in and out

We letting shots out at your brain

Bitch I'm Draco with the tool

Riding with a thirty eight

Steady dissing on my cousin

But what happened to your brother?

He got shot up in his shit

I know that nigga had to suffer

I ain't friendly with stick

So, when you see me you in trouble

Put a bag up on your head

And then we put you in that duffle

Bitch we sliding through the day

And then we sliding through the night

Instead of woofing on the net

You better go and get a pipe

It ain't shit to get that strap

And take a lil Nigga life

It ain't shit to tell its cap

When a lil nigga lying

Riding with that Uzi Vert

Finna pop em like a perc

Got them thangs up in my nine

That make a lil nigga hurt

Two two three's hit em hard

Fuck it put em in that hearse

Talk that shit up in them songs

Don't put my name up in no verse

Sunday service fuck around

And pack a Nigga in the church

Every time them niggas dissing

They get put up on a shirt

Know a Nigga who was Robbin

Who got put up in that dirt

Know a nigga who was Robbin

Who got put up in that hearse