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N7 & Pwap Uber

[Intro: Pwap]
Ooh (Ooh), ooh (Petty Wap)
Ooh, ooh, Petty-etty
Petty Wap (On God)
What I say?

[Verse 1: Pwap]
Two dicks in my pants, that's my Glock and my penis
I been havin' racks just like Venus, Serena
When I was fourteen, used to want me a Bimmer
Now I want a mil', I switched up my demeanor
And I'm sparkin' 'Woods while I sip Aquafina
I beat up the beat just like Ike beat up Tina
And I used to talk on the phone with Jamisha
She told me do better, stop f..ckin' with people
I'm tryna do better, I switch how I'm livin'
The devil keep comin', it's hard to live different
I jumped off the porch as a youngin, I'm chillin'
But I got a Glock if a nigga get ign'ant
I'm servin' the dope to the f..ckin' civilians
She givin' good throat 'cause she see how I'm livin'
When I was a youngin they said I was gifted
Now I'm smokin' dope to the face, gettin' lifted
Hold on, they askin' me when is you gon' switch the flow up?
Big bro from the South and he stay throwin' fours up
He pop out the cut with the K, finna go nuts, hold on
We scream f..ck the law, smokin' dope with our poles up
I'm hittin' your ho from the back with her toes up
She eat up the coke with her face, got her nose up

[Verse 2: N7]
She eat up the pack, get her geekin' on
I keep a big stick like a broom
I'ma clean up your room when I get my sweepin' on
I came up from Section 8, niggas is still gon' hate
f..ck it, I put all my people on
f..ck it, I hit me a lick with some Yeezys on
Ayy, you better watch who you sleepin' on
Ayy, Wap, you know this funny guy?
'Cause I'm tryna see him gone
I ain't gotta say too much, I just pull up
Niggas hella mad 'cause I blew up
I'm still the same bad-ass kid with a bad-ass bitch
Ain't shit change, I just grew up
Ridin' 'round, no security
Just my strap, my jewelry
Your bitch thinkin' 'bout doin' me
Ain't worried 'bout foolery (Hello?)
Ray, the West too hot, nigga, Uber me

[Verse 3: Pwap]
Can you Uber me too?
I'm stuck on the West with my pack and my tool
Bitch, I get the gas like it's fuel
Come get you a 'bow, you can match with me too

[Verse 4: N7]
Come get you a 'bow from the bro
We in the trap with the packs in the floor
Bitch, I keep the fire like stoves
These niggas not gangster, they troubles, ooh, ooh, ooh

[Verse 5: Pwap]
Wait, who is these niggas?
The chopper start bustin', it shootin' at niggas
Don't know what to do with these niggas
Ain't rollin' no blunts to be cool with these niggas

[Verse 6: N7]
I went to school with you niggas
You not who you say you is (No, no, no, no)
Lil' bro act a fool with the trigger
He shoot with precision like he got an aim-assist

[Outro: Pwap]
Hold on, Petty Wap, on God
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