Uncle Phil lyrics

[Intro]
(f*ck is you talkin bout)

[Verse]
Hmm, we passin these hoes to the swoop we got full court advantage
Hmm, pop at that boy made that f*ck n*gga panic
Hmm, yeah they ain’t say nun when I seen him, they ain’t say nun when I seen him, on camera
Ghost Glock on me hoe name Danny Phantom
We busting the fire give a f*ck bout banter
Baby life tear that boy stain, rip off his banner
7.62 finna rip off his flannel
I done seen n*ggas toastin them tattles
We can go war, with this baby life sh*t, we can go any battle
b*tch I be rapping on beats, ain't no actor
Caught me a hat cause that boy was a capper
Cut that snake throat cause I seen that b*tch rattle
All my Glocks walk call 'em [?]
n*ggas bе telling these talеs like they dragon
If I see YN on the street then you know bodies bagging
It ain't no beef but these n*ggas keep talking the way like the gang ain't just whack em
Hmm, he jumped in the water now he need a paddle
I poured a deuce in this wock, in this snapple
Baby life sh*t man we doing or own mission
Different gang round, man you know they raise tension
Glock lift his ass so they bleed that boy [?]
Locked up at 17 I told my momma Ion wan' be no felon
Glock was a b*tch but I put that di*k out and now that bit' named andy
Love all my b*tches I told all my b*tches I don't want y'all be jealous
Baby slaughter beat a n*gga ass, nig' me and him hit a n*gga ass in my celly
Pop out, rec time get em'
I ain't get rec time I was just tripping
Pop out my cell, catch a n*gga and then punch his ass lift em
I can't f*ck with you like a gypsy
Popped at his stomach that boy need a kidney
Woah watchin, know his finger get sticky (hmm, mmm, mm)
If you take somethin, I'm gon handle my business
I got the monkey nuts on the drac, call this bit' Sydney
Heaven sent but this demon Glock on me
Shoot at a opp, n*gga f*ck papparazzi
Pistol whip opp, hell nah I'm not c*cky
Me and lil Kilo was outdoor locking, hrtll
n*gga we was outdoor hopping, hmm
Pop up get sh*t sparking, I find a Glock in the glove compartment
Ain't no fear for my opp, my bit' think its gnarly
Bit' got [?], nig' [?] ridin in a rari (Hmm, yeah)
n*gga went' NBOE n*gga, where the f*ck homixide, carti? (Hmm, mm)
Catch a opp put em on a highlight reel
Hunnid bands in my pocket I'm still gon' steal
When I get a Maserati I'ma just paint that bit' teal
Ion like pickles we can't make no deal
Ion want that old ah Glock, Uncle Phil
Me and DK goin threw it, we pop a X pill
Shocked that boy, just like electric eel
Im really sliding on nig', goin threw real as sh*t
Spending addiction on weed, I gotta habit' we ion really do the shooting, won't stop that naggin
If I catch a opp ain no jabbin, hmm
These n*gga crazy they know I'ma savage
sh*t on these boys just like laxative, I up the Glock when I have to ion do practice
White b*tch said she'll set ya whole gang up just for some acid
Spin on his block like ballet, Love how this carbine-15 shoot DB' got talent
We leave em' dead flies just like maggots
We tryna catch the opp, we sticked the f*ck up in the cabin
She belong to the swoop but sadly, hmm, I call the whoa and i tag em'
Hmm, BabyLife on my neck man I tatted
Goodfellas on my stomach, yeah b*tch I'm [?]
Hmm, will take all yo money pus*y if you had it (Mmm, broke)