Uncle Larry Flow

Ima young nigga
But a big boss
And i only speak facts when i shit talk
Ima Pcity nigga, but you knew that
And I could never turf hop i dont know why niggas do that

And i could never change on mine
These Niggas outta line
I hope you brought ya own weed cuz i aint sharing mine
Ion tolerate disrespect and thats the bottom line
You a pussy i can smell it on ya like a Canine

I just spent $300 on 2 bottles of Moet
These mfs big as fuck brodie
You can have the rest
These bitches come and go
And they get passed around set
And i dont chase no bitch i just move on to the next
Me and bro go back like 4 doors ona lex
Bitch how is you in love
And we aint fucked yet
I need more dough hoe Like 6 zeros on check
And if you cant take dick its all good gimme neck

These niggas ruining they reputation for a hoe
I dont see how niggas trick i just aint got it in me bro
Remember it was me and steezy
Back to back on the road
Couple nights in the stu
Flip a pack and we on

I told yo baby momma
Hit me back when she home
Finna blow her back out
Roll a wood then im gone

These Niggas rappin bout shit they never did
But that aint me
Im rappin shit i really live



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Writer(s): Jaylin Jordan
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