Songtexte




I get the drip from my walk
You cannot hop in my car
Baby i look like a star
Mama told me to go hard
I just be lookin to fresh
Literally feelin the best
Bitches wanna fuck with the kid
Gotta stay by til im rich
Niggas forever be foolin yea
Money the way we be movin yea
Dey in the cut and he coolin yea
Bitches always actin goofy yea
You know i fuck with some shooters yea
Bitches be picking and choosing yea
My niggas ride what you doing yea
Dont try to act like you clueless now
Watch how i kill it im feelin the greatest you know that i made it when im on the screen
Watch how i flex i just bought a patek now you know issa cap but lets keep it a bean
Shawty a thottie she said that she slidin she suckin and smilin she fuckin the team
Wanted a quickie she wanna give hickeys i told that lil bitch to stop playin wit me
Watch how i fuck her i dick her and duck her might tell her i love her cause lyin a bitch
Wet up the pussy then eat it like cookies she squirtin and pushin she liking the dick
We gettin money while niggas get pickled you always in trouble for fightin and shit
Fuck all the rumble im ready to hustle if you got a problem we light up your crib
Chase a bag now you know thats the lango
Fuck a hater i just wanna get pesos
Bitches mad i dont care what they say tho
Cause once you smash you aint gotta complain nomore
I get the drip from my walk
You cannot hop in my car
Baby i look like a star
Mama told me to go hard
I just be lookin to fresh
Literally feelin the best
Bitches wanna fuck with the kid
Gotta stay by til im rich
Niggas forever be foolin yea
Money the way we be movin yea
Dey in the cut and he coolin yea
Bitches always actin goofy yea
You know i fuck with some shooters yea
Bitches be picking and choosing yea
My niggas ride what you doing yea
Dont try to act like you clueless now
Told my gang that i got em ever got a problem call me im slidin
Shooters they trailin behind me gotta go get it no way you could stop me
These bitches be whores tryna get cuffed up no bitch you know you could top me
Do the dash in the rolls royce stackin money my own choice
Had to get it thats how im livin no choice but to handle my business
Fuck niggas yea they switched up no im not the one to blame
They took a new route i stayed in my lane they mad cause im drippin in chains
N$b yea i rep my set in the stu and im gettin that brain
On some shit tryna buy me that chain not for me but for my gang
Yea not for me but for my gang
I get the drip from my walk
You cannot hop in my car
Baby i look like a star
Mama told me to go hard
I just be lookin to fresh
Literally feelin the best
Bitches wanna fuck with the kid
Gotta stay by til im rich
Niggas forever be foolin yea
Money the way we be movin yea
Dey in the cut and he coolin yea
Bitches always actin goofy yea
You know i fuck with some shooters yea
Bitches be picking and choosing yea
My niggas ride what you doing yea
Dont try to act like you clueless now



Autor(en): Isaiah Mott


Zay - Uncle Sam - Single
Album Uncle Sam - Single
Veröffentlichungsdatum
13-08-2019

1   Mindless
2   Somethings Wrong
3   Losers
4   Me / Open Mic Outro
5   Forget Me
6   Plotting
7   Fake Love
8   Farewell
9   Gothic
10   Dgaf
11   Somebody Else
12   Your Loss
13   New Ghost
14   I'm the Man
15   Look at My Drip
16   Illuminati
17   I Hate My Life
18   Go Away
19   Invited
20   Menopause
21   In My Head
22   5 Teens
23   Uncle Sam
24   All I Did
25   Demons
26   Cold World (feat. Shotzsoxx)
27   Luxury
28   Fake
29   I'm Done
30   Clueless (feat. N$b Dey)
31   L.A.M.P.
32   Safe Haven
33   Patience
34   The Game
35   Yikes
36   Outsider
37   Too Much Pride / Dismissed
38   Captive
39   Release
40   Sleep Walking
41   No Haces Falta
42   Lucy in the Sky
43   From Nuthin'
44   All Hail ZAY
45   Romantic Guy
46   Bitter Sweet
47   Nonsense




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