Uncle Phil

(Money done geeked on this motherfucker)

Yeah

The chop hrrt (yeah), hrrt (huh), hrrt (uh), hrrt (uh)

Hrrt (yeah), hrrt, hrrt (Spider), hrrt

I'm like Uncle Phil (and what?)

The Rolls-Royce a half a mil' (the Rolls-Royce chargin' the car, you dig?)

I don't got a deal (facts)

I'm spendin' this shit in the field (I'm spendin' this shit myself)

Why you callin' Jay-Z? (Whoa)

I think that I'm richer than him

Caught up with your bitch (and what?)

I put that lil' shit in some Chrome (put it in some Chrome Hearts)

Act like I'm in love (and then what?)

I'm puttin' her name in a song (swear, you playing)

I'm smokin' on shrooms (shrooms)

I can't even feel my arms (hah)

I'm fuckin' this ho (uh)

I'm puttin' my motherfuckin' thumb in (woo)

I got baguettes on my finger and I put my finger in her pussy (on God)

She havin' diamonds inside, she fuckin' my diamonds, whoa (whoa)

The bitch wan' fuck on the double beef, she keepin' it low (whoa)

I live in Miami, gotta keep me some quarters for the toll

Yeah, they send me them (yeah), I'm pickin' 'em

And I'm real-deal livin' the code (code)

New lamb chop, I painted it rose (rose)

I'm with your thot, she strikin' a pose (pose)

She eat up the cock, I nut on her nose (bitch)

Shawty a freak, I nut on her toes (ski)

Big-dog pockets, overload (yeah)

Bitch, I'm high, I'm over-throwed

Up all night, I don't got no soul

Yeah, she's trippin' on me, and I'm trippin' on her

She's drippin' like me, and I'm drippin' like her (woo, yeah)

Stupid little ho, you know I can't cuff

We smokin' your homie, then ashin' the blunt (woo)

Yeah, dog, too many diamonds

You know that we livin' the finest, yeah

Your bitch treat me like your highness

Fuckin' the hoes and then we high-fiving (on God)

The chop hrrt (yeah), hrrt (huh), hrrt (uh), hrrt (uh)

Hrrt (yeah), hrrt, hrrt (Spider), hrrt

I'm like Uncle Phil (and what?)

The Rolls-Royce a half a mil' (the Rolls-Royce chargin' the car, you dig?)

I don't got a deal (facts)

I'm spendin' this shit in the field (I'm spendin' this shit myself)

Why you callin' Jay-Z? (Whoa)

I think that I'm richer than him

Caught up with your bitch (and what?)

I put that lil' shit in some Chrome (put it in some Chrome Hearts)

Act like I'm in love (and then what?)

I'm puttin' her name in a song (swear, you playing)

I'm smokin' on shrooms (shrooms)

I can't even feel my arms (hah)

She chokin' my chicken (uh)

Lil' mama, she throwin' it back (woo)

I hit from the back

She say she can't feel her back (shit, uh)

The pants too little for her, I'm lookin' at shawty crack (look at her, shit)

I'm taxin' the club (taxing), like brin' me my crack, jack (brin' me my money)

She fuckin' that boy (fuckin' that lil'-bitty nigga)

She givin' that fuck nigga crack (what the fuck?)

That's how it feel (what?), you be fuckin' a motherfuckin' rat (I don't know how that feel, nigga)

Come fuck with the P's (pussy), we puttin' Chanel on your feet (fuck with the P's)

My shit in the house (uh), we playin' this shit for keeps (playin' for keeps)

When I was in jail (what?), my young niggas was on the streets (let's put that on God, Spider)

I took off my glasses (swear), and looked at a ho, she started leakin' (damn)

I told my lady (I told her), I'ma come to her after this weekend

I'm 'bout to blaze this motherfucker down with Lil B (uh)

I'm fuckin' with it, I'm fuckin' with it

I'm fuckin' with it, I'm fuckin' with it

I'm dressed like a lady, but chunkin' it up in her face

Real renegade, I'm chunkin' it up in her face 'til 12

The chop hrrt, hrrt, hrrt, hrrt

Hrrt, hrrt, hrrt, hrrt

The chop hrrt, hrrt, hrrt

It's choppin', it's choppin'

It's choppin', that vape in my pocket