This is a song about "Uzi 9mm"

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

Influenced by how you holding the uzi, someone life in ya hand

Firing gunshots towards your ass, 9mm in my right hand grasping the handle like its my dick,

Grown man shit tonight no romance shit and you should make this bedroom like monday night at magic

Popping shots off from my top like an uzi

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

An enemy troop foolishly unloaded his uzi and sprayed

A 9mm in his backpack,

Where the black girls get their weaves back

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Come right back, get a mask and uzi

Influenced by how you holding the uzi, someone life in ya hand

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