Uma Thurman

Niggas sleeping on me I can hear the niggas yawning
Keep on talking shit and then yo body I'll be chalking
You ain't really bout shit and I'm not really bout the talking
Gotta bad bitch wit me she kill bills like Uma Thurman

Aye, aye

Who do you know
If it ain't me then you gotta go
Ain't got the time to be fuckin wit hoes
Unless she modeling my niggas clothes
I told her it comes with some pros
She bringing six friends for all of my woes
We get in the G we headed for home
Before I get out my dicks in my throat

I always got my brothers right beside me
In case some goofy niggas wanna try me
I out-dress you by just putting on a white t
Took your bitch she wanna ride the Kawasaki

Honestly the truth I feel bad for you
Steady taking L's I know you had a few

Me

Imma Rockstar nigga work at NASA
Had a brunch with your baby Now her ass up
She self drive model like a Tesla
And she only fucking wit me cuz I'm next up
Got some shit to say you better say it with your chest up
Hate to say it but I might just be the best bruh
But these

Niggas sleeping on me I can hear the niggas yawning
Keep on talking shit and then yo body I'll be chalking
You ain't really bout shit and I'm not really bout the talking
Gotta bad bitch wit me she kill bills like Uma Thurman
Yea



Credits
Writer(s): Malik Benberry
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link