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uziwars – surge! freestyle lyrics

[intro: samantha maxis]
fetch me their souls!

[chorus: svrite]
i keep a glock on me, ayy
i keep a mop on me, ayy
i keep a glock on me, ayy
i keep a mop on me, ayy
i keep a glock on me, ayy
i keep a mop on me, ayy
i keep a glock on me, ayy
i keep a mop on me, ayy, ayy

[verse 1: uziwars]
i keep a glock in my sock
talkin’ that sh-t you get popped
really, you hot boy? you not
i do not f-ck with no opp
i, i came in here, got a check
choppa’ it aim at yo’ neck
got my hand grippin’ the tec
uzi and svrite, we up next

[verse 2: svrite]
b00bily-bop, how i shoot
rockin’ my timberland boots, ayy
n-gga, i came for the loot, ayy
you tryna f-ck then let’s scoop
apesh-t, apesh-t, choppa’ goin’ apesh-t
aimin’ at yo’ face, b-tch, and you ain’t gon’ say sh-t
apesh-t, apesh-t, choppa’ goin’ apesh-t
aimin’ at yo’ face, b-tch, and you ain’t gon’ say sh-t
man, y’all b-tches be trippin’
i’m chill in the spot and i’m eatin’ some chicken
y’all n-ggas be talkin’, y’all n-ggas don’t listen
just look at these diamonds, my diamonds, they glisten
look at these b-tches, they whippin’, ayy
told that lil’ b-tch, “why you mad?” (mad)
n-gga, i’m f-ckin’ yo’ grandma
yo’ sister, yo’ auntie, and f-ckin’ yo’ dad (dad)
look at this muhf-ckin’ belt
gucci, louis on my bag, ayy
that b-tch tryna f-ck a n-gga
that b-tch tryna eat my -ss (yeah)
told that young n-gga, “bring it back”
got a ar-15 in the back
take it out and i’m shootin’ like isis
b-tches be f-ckin’ with me ’cause they like d-ck, uh
chain ’round my neck, 24k
finna pull up and aim at yo’ face
that bullet go right through yo’ ear
y’all n-ggas don’t like me, y’all think that i’m weird
i’ll shoot at yo’ -ss, i’ll make you disappear

[break: uziwars]
hol’ up, hol’ up
why is yo’ verse longer than mine?
man f-ck that sh-t, run that sh-t back, run that sh-t back

[verse 3: uziwars]
got a chop’ on my hip
i aim then i dip
if the cops come, i gotta go quick
’cause a n-gga ain’t gettin’ lit
f-ck the pigs, they ain’t f-ckin’ sh-t
louis v on my f-ckin’ hip
n-gga, i’ma get rich and flex on yo’ b-tch
now she gon’ suck my d-ck
yeah, she gon’ suck the tip
i got red shoes and sh-t so that’s red bottoms on my feet
i will pull up wit’ a beam and i aim it at yo’ team
thirty glocks on the steam

[outro: uziwars]
thirty glocks on the steam

- uziwars lyrics

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