Bet nobody I love call me like they in a crisis Got so many youngings that love to slide
Think this shit enticing
Bet not nobody I love caught me like they in
A crisis
I know young niggas who don't got they license
But they'll probably get away if it's a chase
So I'ma let them drive me
Bet not come my way with bullshit
Cause I ain't buying
If you can get in touch with her
How could she be my bitch
Secret society
We on some complete shit
They don't even know what's going on
For real I let them keep talking
The way that I keep going up it's the only right
They keep stalking
Shit run in my family genes
I got some deep pockets
Shit been going on I ain't been getting sleep
Often
Fell asleep counting 30, standing up, look like
I'm sleepwalking
Ain't nobody behind these songs
Nigga this me
Talking
Act like you know the name we don't get inside
The beef often
Play with me and we gon' see who on the streets walking
Soon as I sign
Everybody gon' be my cousin and act like they
Need something
If they hooked and biting
It's time to take some teeth from em
You can run
But you can't hide
So just keep running
Do what you want
Just make sure that it means something
Now I constantly gotta have something put
Up for my son
It's about how he coming
I'm stressing, I feel like I'm the one
That's gotta make sure we don't need none
And we all can pop and flex it
If it was just me
It wouldn't mean as much
Took a flight to NYC
Cause we felt the need to change the scenes up
She want my autograph and told me sign her a titty
I think it's C cup
I don't wanna hit your bitch
Honestly she look beat up
I done worked too hard
I don't wanna kick my feet up
Even though I know I can
It ain't a nigga alive but God
That a get between me and my plan
I already ain't know I look unusual
It's just an umbrella around my neck
Shellac up to all of my cuticles
Still picking up them calls
As we copped gas at everywhere off Utica
She ask if you ain't from here
Why you come and visit the hood
She don't know that's where we go when we OT
That's where we good
Probably look too good
To her to be me from the hood
I guess that's understood
Thought that too
If I was you
Shit I prolly would
I ain't doing hair but I'm in the hair store
Like where the rubber bands at
I'ma put that shit
All the way to the test
Shit, I'ma lab rat
My ma keep saying you need to chill for a minute
But I'm a badass
F*cked up over that mix you right
It's something about that fast cash
Make a call spazz spazz
It ain't no mower when we saying that yo ass grass
Get to talking about that old ass run
Boy that bag that you had had
Hope it ain't the same damn run everybody ass had
Silence this one
It go faaa
Then you somebody hashtag
I can't really show this shit off
It'll make a nigga crash crash
Just me and bro
Controlling this revenue
Never seen this shit come
This fast in your life
You don't know what to do
Uncle Kosa - Utica Flow Lyrics
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Bet nobody I love call me like they in a crisis Got so many youngings that love to slide
Think this shit enticing
Bet not nobody I love caught me like they in
A crisis
I know young niggas who don't got they license
But they'll probably get away if it's a chase
So I'ma let them drive me
Bet not come my way with bullshit
Cause I ain't buying
If you can get in touch with her
How could she be my bitch
Secret society
We on some complete shit
They don't even know what's going on
For real I let them keep talking
The way that I keep going up it's the only right
They keep stalking
Shit run in my family genes
I got some deep pockets
Shit been going on I ain't been getting sleep
Often
Fell asleep counting 30, standing up, look like
I'm sleepwalking
Ain't nobody behind these songs
Nigga this me
Talking
Act like you know the name we don't get inside
The beef often
Play with me and we gon' see who on the streets walking
Soon as I sign
Everybody gon' be my cousin and act like they
Need something
If they hooked and biting
It's time to take some teeth from em
You can run
But you can't hide
So just keep running
Do what you want
Just make sure that it means something
Now I constantly gotta have something put
Up for my son
It's about how he coming
I'm stressing, I feel like I'm the one
That's gotta make sure we don't need none
And we all can pop and flex it
If it was just me
It wouldn't mean as much
Took a flight to NYC
Cause we felt the need to change the scenes up
She want my autograph and told me sign her a titty
I think it's C cup
I don't wanna hit your bitch
Honestly she look beat up
I done worked too hard
I don't wanna kick my feet up
Even though I know I can
It ain't a nigga alive but God
That a get between me and my plan
I already ain't know I look unusual
It's just an umbrella around my neck
Shellac up to all of my cuticles
Still picking up them calls
As we copped gas at everywhere off Utica
She ask if you ain't from here
Why you come and visit the hood
She don't know that's where we go when we OT
That's where we good
Probably look too good
To her to be me from the hood
I guess that's understood
Thought that too
If I was you
Shit I prolly would
I ain't doing hair but I'm in the hair store
Like where the rubber bands at
I'ma put that shit
All the way to the test
Shit, I'ma lab rat
My ma keep saying you need to chill for a minute
But I'm a badass
F*cked up over that mix you right
It's something about that fast cash
Make a call spazz spazz
It ain't no mower when we saying that yo ass grass
Get to talking about that old ass run
Boy that bag that you had had
Hope it ain't the same damn run everybody ass had
Silence this one
It go faaa
Then you somebody hashtag
I can't really show this shit off
It'll make a nigga crash crash
Just me and bro
Controlling this revenue
Never seen this shit come
This fast in your life
You don't know what to do
Think this shit enticing
Bet not nobody I love caught me like they in
A crisis
I know young niggas who don't got they license
But they'll probably get away if it's a chase
So I'ma let them drive me
Bet not come my way with bullshit
Cause I ain't buying
If you can get in touch with her
How could she be my bitch
Secret society
We on some complete shit
They don't even know what's going on
For real I let them keep talking
The way that I keep going up it's the only right
They keep stalking
Shit run in my family genes
I got some deep pockets
Shit been going on I ain't been getting sleep
Often
Fell asleep counting 30, standing up, look like
I'm sleepwalking
Ain't nobody behind these songs
Nigga this me
Talking
Act like you know the name we don't get inside
The beef often
Play with me and we gon' see who on the streets walking
Soon as I sign
Everybody gon' be my cousin and act like they
Need something
If they hooked and biting
It's time to take some teeth from em
You can run
But you can't hide
So just keep running
Do what you want
Just make sure that it means something
Now I constantly gotta have something put
Up for my son
It's about how he coming
I'm stressing, I feel like I'm the one
That's gotta make sure we don't need none
And we all can pop and flex it
If it was just me
It wouldn't mean as much
Took a flight to NYC
Cause we felt the need to change the scenes up
She want my autograph and told me sign her a titty
I think it's C cup
I don't wanna hit your bitch
Honestly she look beat up
I done worked too hard
I don't wanna kick my feet up
Even though I know I can
It ain't a nigga alive but God
That a get between me and my plan
I already ain't know I look unusual
It's just an umbrella around my neck
Shellac up to all of my cuticles
Still picking up them calls
As we copped gas at everywhere off Utica
She ask if you ain't from here
Why you come and visit the hood
She don't know that's where we go when we OT
That's where we good
Probably look too good
To her to be me from the hood
I guess that's understood
Thought that too
If I was you
Shit I prolly would
I ain't doing hair but I'm in the hair store
Like where the rubber bands at
I'ma put that shit
All the way to the test
Shit, I'ma lab rat
My ma keep saying you need to chill for a minute
But I'm a badass
F*cked up over that mix you right
It's something about that fast cash
Make a call spazz spazz
It ain't no mower when we saying that yo ass grass
Get to talking about that old ass run
Boy that bag that you had had
Hope it ain't the same damn run everybody ass had
Silence this one
It go faaa
Then you somebody hashtag
I can't really show this shit off
It'll make a nigga crash crash
Just me and bro
Controlling this revenue
Never seen this shit come
This fast in your life
You don't know what to do
Writer: Uncle Kosa
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