"Original Uzi (4 of Us)" as written by and Symere Woods....
Nigga I tucked the burner
Don't wanna fuck, I swerve her
That be that bye bye birdie
My new lil' bitch, she thirty
Diamonds on wrists is hurtin'
Pull up on you nigga four of us, four of us
Four of us, four of us, four of us

Cuban wrist now I'm colder
Diamonds on me now I'm colder
Gettin' money so I'm older
Gettin' paper now I'm bolder
Jump in a GTR, drive it drive it like its stolen (What?)
Fuck that bitch, hit record
Flash on so she know it
She know it, she know it, she know it
Diamonds so big in the Rollie
Jump in my whip do a donut
Cop behind me I won't slow up
Takin' xanax 'til I throw up
Where you from nigga I'm throwin' up
Pull up on you nigga four of us, four of us
Four of us, four of us, four of us

Nigga I tucked the burner
Don't wanna fuck, I swerve her
That be that bye bye birdie
My new lil bitch, she thirty
Diamonds on wrists is hurtin'
Drinkin that clean like dirty
Yeah, huh, wait, (Skrrt!)

Pull up that whip with curtains
Pull up that whip with curtains
When it rain you know the umbrella right in the door (Ya)
Fuck wit your girl she like water (Yeah)
No I do not wanna keep her
That be the end of the story

Nigga I tucked the burner
Don't wanna fuck, I swerve her
That be that bye bye birdie
My new lil bitch, she thirty
Diamonds on wrists is hurtin'
Pull up on you nigga four of us
Four of us, four of us, four of us, four of us
Nigga I tucked the burner
Don't wanna fuck, I swerve her
That be that bye bye birdie
My new lil' bitch, she thirty
Diamonds on wrists is hurtin'
Pull up on you nigga four of us
Four of us, four of us, four of us
Yeah

My pockets they stick out like a brick (What)
Your pockets they look light like a feather
Yeah, I don't cheat (What)
Me and my girl fuck bitches together (Yeah)
I wear jackets no matter the weather
Rocking red Balmain leather
Everything in life is a set up
Better go out with Berreta (Huh, Yeah)
Gotta pull out in this metal
You a get Pac just like Kelly
But I want World Peace like Metta
Wait, count the cheese that's a feta
Yeah she lightskin when I'm redder
Wait, that's your bitch nigga better get her
'Cause my picture all on her header
On Twitter, on Twitter, on Twitter, on Twitter
Better get your bitch nigga I'll rip her
Had her up on my bed and I flipped her
Yeah, wet like flipper
Yeah, wet like dippers
What? In my slippers
Yeah, did I mention
Yeah, now she wit' me
(What) She get attached then I clip it
Rick Owen boots with the zippers
Okay you hip but I'm hipper
Shoot with that missle won't miss you
She suck my dick and go kiss you
On the real that is the issue

Nigga I tucked the burner
Don't wanna fuck, I swerve her
That be that bye bye birdie
My new lil' bitch, she thirty
Diamonds on wrists is hurtin'
Pull up on you nigga four of us
Four of us, four of us, four of us, four of us
Nigga I tucked the burner
Don't wanna fuck, I swerve her
That be that bye bye birdie
My new lil' bitch, she thirty
Diamonds on wrists is hurtin'
Pull up on you nigga four of us
Four of us, four of us, four of us, four of us


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"Original Uzi (4 of Us)" as written by Symere Woods Jamaal Talib Henry

Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., OLYMPIC METAL PUBLISHING, Ultra Tunes

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