Uzi - G Season (Freestyle) lyrics

Uzi n***a! f** the fame, all I want is the paper All you n***as get equipped with the stitches, and that's a promise f**in' with a real n***a, ain't got no options My n***a got that hammer to ya bladder, you feelin' nauseous? Swagger braggadocios, I spit that halitosis Gucci got the bands so put the bond in motion I'm detrimental, to any instrumental Yeah, Black Rollie, Barack Obama, Presidental Ganja in my system She blow me like a piston If you cross the lines boy you better be a christian Kuz I'm gone off that lean Hoes never get in between Spray these n***as, afro sheen Money tall, like Kareem, b**h Uh, I can't even get at ya I multiply the guap, I get all the factors Last b**h that gave me head got her Master's Yal mo' like actresses, yal ain't even actors