Lyrics




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



Writer(s): Isaiah Mott


Zay - Uncle Sam - Single
Album Uncle Sam - Single
date of release
13-08-2019

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




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