Uncle Drew

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C.Rowe

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You taking trips to Dubai
Just for some bitches in hotels
When I take trips to Dubai
I'm bringing bricks in the coat tail
Rolex
Shinning
Dick at her throat level
Guns
Tonnes
My dawgs they got more metal

Feinds paying twice
I know they mad forgetful
Smoking green selling rice
Plant a whole settlement
We'll still be shooting dice
Taking money's evident
And taking opps life
Ain't leaving any evidence

I shrink wrapped 10 Ps
Word is only 8 made it
Middle man got a shordie
Might get that bitch raped
Air head
45th
Mask on
Duct tape
But all she wanna do is sniff some coke and then go suck face

Ugly
I like me a bitch who try to stack cake
Dumped the whore from 905
I heard she running battris
I don't like no fake energy
The f*ck from round me
If you anything but wit us
Like a dog I'll hunt you down seen

Count it up
All the drugs there it's for everyone
Chillin in the trap I got another pack
For when they done
Mollis in my crib
Ain't tripping on no molly trust
My homie got addicted
Ate up all the Molly dust

Ate up all the cauliflower
C.Rowe never fallen out
Wet him up like body showers
Bullets keep 'em falling down
My youngin air the shotty out
Lucky we got extra rounds
In my 20s
Still running from 12
Wit some extra pounds

Shordie giving top in the whip
When the pedal down
I said my prayers as a kid
But I'm wit the devil now
Jus picked up the pack from Finch
427 headed south
Murder on my mind
These voices telling me to settle down

Glock 9
Louis belt
Grillz shine
Qs help
Boy get outta line
F*ck around
Catch two shells

Loose lips
Cooch melt
New kicks
Blue felt
Crodie caught a head tap
I seen the blood ooze out

Ruler on the tooly
Shooting guns like actions movie
Pumping Iron
Like I'm Arnold
I'm in all Dior and Gucci

Had to hustle wit wolves
Hit the plug wit all the yutes
I was good wit any money
We was moving like some jews

Told Splash bun dat
And da man made the news
One week later we was making track in the stu
Killers all around me
They don't know what else to do
Ever since we started rapping
We got nothing else to lose

Ever since we started trapping
We got nothing else to do
Went from dimes to a brick
Just to up the revenue
Had to get the moula first
It's been long overdue
Don't keep no money in my purse
I keep a 22

And that bitch she love to burst
Got that shit from uncle Drew
And she love vanilla
Like she eating Dunkaroos
Balmain
Gold chain
Selling crack on Rue
OT
Whole gang
Squad up when we move

Running through the city
Out here wit all of my Woos
Selling dope for junior chickens
And a brand new pair of shoes
Ain't fucking wit no bitch unless the bitches come in twos
Only sick he ever been is when he eating soup

I'm crunk now
Lil John
Mobbed up
Sicilian
Famous in my hood so all I care about is millions
Bosed up
Minions
Metro
Dominion
Own the whole strip
I'm a fucking politician

Out here on condition
22 Division
Picked me up for tryna bring some food to my pavilion
Moving like a villain
That's just your opinion
I was selling crack and giving back to good civilians

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