Gabe of-Uzi

my college awesome, often im lost in a moment, flossin, stoppit and drop it, they talking uzi the topic thats popping, oftenly, the pot in chocolate,  got me on top of a rocket. dammm. never stop getting profit me stuntin is really nothing, im puffin, and counting something, you busted sippin that robotussin that shit is just fucking digusting, just like jersey shore, but we do stay  filming and clubbing, living and loving, these niggas is living for nothing, nothing is given, but its given out shit is disgusting, we never trippin what we are is trippy, and hustling, chilling w/ chippy no biggie, getting busy, tipsy w/ plenty ciggys, and twenty hos at thrifty

the image that we invented is vintage like no limit,  jeweler is like the dentist, ya’ll minitiare im a menace, paper we get it split it, and spendit on older benzes, the illest, i swear we to killit , so women tend to dig us, kiss and give us their digits, we get em, and never hit em,  not trippin, pimp we just pimping , created the living image. the artist that come the hardest,  the heart is, from where we coming, we started but never finished now the possibilities endeless. smoking out in the open, we posted just getting roasted in malibu by the ocean, just coping with my emotions, im hoping that we get chosen, 

smoking on that christmas tree, cool as the listerine, im the new fonzi, all these bitches kiss on me,  older women trick on me, im a fucking monster, yellin out trick or treat,  its me and my fucking buddy the money is coming for me, i’m poppin bubbly with bunnies thats busty they keep me cumming, in cali its always sunny, im smoking and counting money, im trippy, and get tipsy, while bitches just wanna frick me, and trick me, i never trustem, i fuckem and then i leavem, grieven, you see me out in the evening, im stunting w/ out a reason, the   baggin bitches like sagat, the maggots cant even fathom, my paper stack like a packet, all these ratchets and rabbits, my fashion is like a faggot, the raddest thats on the planet, never take it for granted, w/ cameras we snappin candids, on canons,   moving photographs we ready to get the cash, we stay smoking hash, w/ bitches that wanna smash, usuaslly i just pass,  ✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞ me stuntin is really nothing, im puffin, and counting something, you sippin that robotussin that shit is fucking digusting, im not on the jersey shore, but we drunken filming and clubbing, its bastian and me our fashion  is smashing, we getting action.

jabroni know ya role, all the homies packing bowls, main goal in life, is to fucking bank roll, school im still enrolled, i really wish that i could drop, and get a drop top, doing 90 by the cops, rodeo where i shop, drop like 20k, every fucking day,  

floating through starry nights, never ever coming back down, i had to escape town, fuck coming back down, all around the stars now, hate the fucking background, cruising throughout these holly wood streets, as we speak now. i dont wanna wake up. id rather be lost, forever. baby come with me. lets be lost together. its just me and you here, everytime your near me, time stops still, and i see so clear, im in another gear, im buzzed light year, your love, is what i need, so lets just be, cant you see, can you believe, this. love

spend the check, then i floss // internet renaissance // been a goth // still upset win whether win or lost // been dressed in lacoste // stressed // been a boss // lacess in loft // it’s eerie , how these fees just plead for me to be their boyfriend, it must be, they just wanna be seen, in a scene, with me, a movie you havent seen be, fore, i’ll tell you more about it later / haters / try to bring me down / but they could never bring me down/ im the hottest thats around / i already have a crown / im reppin this rich town /  stop  that shit/ pul the top back on the drop top whip, im hot thats it —- abc—ab—aac-abc oh no, it’s loco, i need dough, so bad a weirdo for sho, i don’t know, where to go,  in la, from ohio. all these photos we take, should blow, no coke, so pro, no joke. its so skep, we’re so broke // were so prep // its no hoax /// roll up spliffs/ inhale dro smoke / this uzi army, straight g, truly, hos wanna blow me, i remain care free, calmly, i rather just chill, but its not chilly, illy fo real, and you know we real chic, rolling up sweets, while niggas envy, and throw hate at me, im the great gatsby, got the hottest posse, we all just work, yall chase pussy, that you really don’t deserve, rolling up the herbs, these shady nigs throwing curves, got me on my last nerves, im sick call the nurse, my clique rep the burbs, and my chicks i observe, just some bitches and some birds, roll a spliff i got the urge.  uzi so new, you prolly knew that too, our crew so cool, cool like igloos, i true i do go to school, while we try to break through, wanna make cake, for now we gotta make do, make true of these dreams, make moves in the scene, get loot for the team, leather boots with the jeans. haven’t sipped codiene since age eighteen, i mean drank lean once. but it didnt feel clean, for me its just blunts, but thats just me, and thats how its gonna be from now til eternity, im just trying to be

we dont want know bull shit // so cut out all that bull shit // toys all on my necklace and bracelets to match it// always been some misfits /// so they just wanna talk shit /// they going shut the fuck up // when i pull up in that drop bitch /// pop shit/ and goth shit / prep shit our shit our topics / im nauseous / that’s too sick /// no vomit// im too high// no comet/// blonde chicks// and bong rips // im calm bitch// ya’ll to turnt// yo bitch thats too burnt /// my niggas just do work /// ya’ll just chase these ho’s hos around // if its bout some money // then you should know its going down //  me im from a rich town // somewhere out in ohio // its polos // and rich hos///  and benzos // and keystones// we stayed stoned /// all day // now i live in LA /// i think about my niggas /// that i never see like everyday /// man life just got so weird // shit used to be so clear //  every body graduating /// me im at these premeires /// red carpets // and art shows // with art hos // on melrose w/ lambos // and scene kids with corn rows /// that puff dro// i love it here // i hate it here // i really wanna make it here // 

its been a couple years, since we fell in love, i’m punch drunk smoking blunts, so i got a buzz, in hollywood kids eating hella drugs, all up in the club, i’m just smoking bud, dressed like a freak show, so they show me love, hwood g code. other people judge, we don’t give a fuck tho, we just go hard, w/ 40 ounces on sunset blvd.  we’ll be together forever, stay in all leather, so much gold its like, i found the buried treasure, school is a lot of pressure/ contemplating dropping out, actually fuck that, fuck what niggas talking bout. im just trying to get rich, while trying to stay niche, party outside the club, cuz we’re not on the list, were the papz snappin pics, blowing all the famous girls kisses, then we head to the whippit, and smoke a bunch of swishers,  blue ✰✰✰✰✰✰✰✰✰ out in malibu ✰  all the weed is blue ✰  w/ girl kissing gurls ✰ like tatu ✰  pretty stressed out, cuz the rents due, so much bull shit, we gotta go through, we just trying to make it, i can hardly take it, uzi hardly basic, see this paper, we just chase it, want that vinny chase shit, wish we could afford it, were fucking poor, but snapping hella portraits.  ✰✰✰   ✰✰✰   ✰✰✰   ✰✰✰  ✰✰✰  ✰✰✰ uzi bitch ✰ keep it niche as fuck ✰ all the kids we grew up w/ were rich as fuck ✰ they all went to school, went into a frat ✰ i was super cool, and wrote these crazy raps ✰ always dressed in black, im from a rich town never in the trap, smoke weed with wax, then make these cameras snap, while smoking hella cigs, moved to hollywood and started getting hella big, damm we keep it so g, its just me and mb in and amg, eating hella candy, artsy and preppy, how you can describe me, trees and a 7 d, do the math kevin g, kill the game pleasantly ✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞✞ moved from ohio, i never fit in, always was a weirdo, that wore weird clothes since we came here though, its much different, only thing that sucks, is the distance, i hope you dont give up our existence. 

eighty ladies wanna have a baby by me cuz i’m wavy, niggas hate me but its gravy, man the game is fuggin crazy, im in malibu w/ shwayze, fiming shit like im scorsese, LA’s a fucking maze, but i say its amazing, all the nigs is playing jv,  lazy never me, i go crazy on the beat, maybe im a beast, so these ladies wanna freak, hot as hades, and im deep. school im never droppin out, fuck what niggas talking bout, im lamborghini hoppin out, post production washing out, any footage that we get, it’s a niche, just admit, we’re the shit, every bit, of what we do, is legit, the hottest crew. always on that uzi shit, soon we’ll be newly rich, date a really groovy chick, all these girls are truly tricks, my life is a movie flick, all my fucking jewely sick, need to bum a lucy quick, rollin w/  a bougie clique. always w/ a new flow, juco, i go there, new clothes i don’t wear, you know i’m so rare. apperently, i’m in need of some clarity, cuz if you ask me, these niggas are parodies, no coke in my nose, dro smoke in my clothes, provoke hella hos, 

damm, its like i get hos, i dont even have to speak, damm i rock fly clothes, every week is fashion weak, only over bastian beats, smoking in the master suite, everybody follow me, we don’t even have to tweet, never be obsolete, come from a rich town, never posted in the streets, usually roasted with a freak. gabe of uzi im cool as cool gets, saying school is a bitch, all the tools getting pissed, i want jewels on my wrists. and neck, shits cray all these bitches wanna kiss and sex, i smoke haze,  vimeo embed, girl thats in bed, like eva mendez, clothes black the benz red, the rap cats been dead, we hot instead, getting global money soon, we call it french bread, buzz like king size, ya’ll buzz twin bed, girls text ten threads, ten blunts three heads, smoke til im brain dead. it feels like the games dead.  but we just do, what we do, no deal yet but i live in malibu, dont know what i’m gonna do,  i got an ocean view, and i rep the hottest crew, we snap pics that breathe and move.