Uzi Loogies

I'ma let the Uzi spit I'ma, I'ma let the Uzi spit Turn his face into gooey shit I'ma, I'ma, I'ma let the Uzi spit I'ma, I'ma let the Uzi spit Turn his face into gooey shit I'ma, I'ma, I'ma let the Uzi spit I'ma, I'ma let the Uzi spit Turn his face into gooey shit I'ma, I'ma, I'ma let the Uzi spit I'ma, I'ma let the Uzi spit Turn his face into gooey shit I'ma- Runnin' through bags full of choppers, totin' that drama Hopin' these crumbs don't want problems 'cause I don't know where to solve 'em I just might bag and rob 'em, flamin' revolver Came with the flame, no game He play, no way, I gets no pay Fuck out my face, I needs the throne I need the throat from your hoe, you know how it go Step in the game, sippin' on pain My mind is all gone Not lookin' for ways to stop all the fame from tryna fuck my funds up Run 'em up, and let the guns up Hoe's face like a dump truck, but I still want my nuts touched Still no fucks, bitch, get bucked I'ma, I'ma- Uzi be that grey primate Fucking with the Grey 59? I'ma skullfuck you Like I'm banging yet another prime, mate Bitches in love with the Plague (ayy) Always wan' suck on my aye (K) Bitches in love with the Plague (ayy), pussy gon' come my way Ruby get a mill', pussy got a skill Ruby gon' chill, pussy on my grill Ruby scrape plates Pussy gon' spill, but their heart gon' break Rib-ripper got beaucoup chest pain I'm a gorilla, 'rilla, fist full of banana clips, let the shit rain Grey showers, I'ma bathe all day Uzi Loogies cover Ruby, burn his body, spread the ashes in the lake 7th Ward Dragon rises from the ashes, breathin' flames AKA Yung Plague I'ma let the Uzi sp- I'ma, I'ma let the Uzi spit (yeah, yeah) Turn his face into gooey shit (yeah) I'ma, I'ma, I, I- Uzi spit, 30 clip Percocets, with the sticks, snort it just to feel the drip Paint yo' ass like Trasherslip Pistol grip, fall in line Acid up and down my spine Fuck a Snap and fuck a Vine, turn this bitch to Columbine Red dot, red dot, ducking from 12, I only do headshots Straight drop, straight drop Sippin' the mud, I only sip red drops Still depressed and don't like the preps Still hit the 'jects and get a pack of dope FTP on my bullet vest Still failed the test, but you see the glo'