Yung Gravy – Uzi On A Monday Lyrics (feat. $Cottie)

[Intro: Yung $cottie]
Ayy ayy, yah, Gravy
Prince Lombardi
Ayy ayy, yah

[Chorus: Yung $cottie]
I fell in love with the Uzi (Ayy)
She fell in love with my Uzi (Ayy)
I fell in love with the Uzi (Ayy)
She fell in love with my Uzi (Yah)
I fell in love with the Uzi (Yah)
She fell in love with my Uzi (Ayy)
I fell in love with the Uzi (Ayy)
She fell in love with my Uzi (Ayy)

[Verse 1: Yung $cottie]
I cannot love that lil’ bih (Ayy)
I be ballin’ like a piston (Yah)
In the kitchen water whippin’ (Yah)
Coach these niggas, Doc Rivers (Oh)
Yeah bitch I know I’m a dog (Ayy)
Yeah I’ma fly us away (Ayy)
All I want is spin the sparks (Ayy)
Boy I’m ballin’ like the Spurs (Ayy)
Ooh bittie bih you get curved (Ayy)
I just wanna count my guap (Ayy)
Young $cottie swim like a flood (Ayy)
Money team like I’m Floyd (Ayy)
Money all over the floor (Ayy)
Bitch I got drive like a Ford (Ayy)
Bitch I might drive in a foreign (Ayy, skrrt)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Pull up with [?], don’t reach for my Uzi
You mad cause your bitch wanna f*ck me you know it
I’m throwin’ this money like Jubie
Lacina at the bass and I’m flexin’, ayy, ayy, ayy
I cannot stay, these niggas mad ’cause they can’t win the race
I’m at the finish line flexin’ with Bella
Know these niggas hatin’ on me in my city but I’m not trippin’
I’m countin’ this money, your bitch lookin’ funny
I’m rich you a dummy, I’m rich you a dummy, ayy
I’m rich you a dummy, I’m rich you a dummy, I’m rich you a dummy

[Chorus: Yung $cottie]
She fell in love with my Uzi (Ayy)
I fell in love with the Uzi (Yah)
She fell in love with my Uzi (Ayy)
I fell in love with the Uzi (Ayy)
She fell in love with my Uzi (Ayy)
I fell in love with the Uzi (Ayy)
She fell in love with my Uzi (Ayy)

She fell in love with my Uzi (Ayy)
Ayy, yah, ayy, ayy, yah
Ghost Gang shit, Ghost Gang shit

[Verse 2: Yung Gravy]
She fell in love with my shawty (Ayy)
She fell in love with my shawty (Ayy)
I’ma come pull up with $cottie (Ayy)
Your bitch, she look like Lil Yachty (Uh)
Oh shit, still give a bitch one night (One night)
Wrist look like a flashlight (That’s bright)
Type of shit give you frostbite
Drop your bitch look nae-nae
She pull up and I said, “Mayday”
Looking like the candy that no one eats
Boy, you a payday
Sorry, didn’t mean to hurt your feelings
Thotties stacked up to the goddamn ceiling
If I ain’t juggin’, I’m finessin’
You can bet a motherf*cking wheelin’ (Uh)
Gotta a new bitch, she boujee (Ayy)
Gravy filling up my jacuzzi (Ayy)
Beat got me rappin’ like Uzi (Ayy)
My hairline made by Gucci (Ayy)
Pull up with a nine dollar bottle
Gaterone D ’bout to go full throttle
Posted with the model
Cheffin’ up waffles
Pockets so pudgy, gotta waddle like a penguin
Got fans out in England (Uh)
As a dentist and I’m motherf*cking drinkin’
Big pimpin’, Abraham Lincoln
Trying get a feature from the boy Bill Clinton (Ayy)

[Chorus: Yung $cottie]
I fell in love with the Uzi (Ayy)
She fell in love with my Uzi (Ayy)
I fell in love with the Uzi (Ayy)
She fell in love with my Uzi (Yah)
I fell in love with the Uzi (Yah)
She fell in love with my Uzi (Ayy)
I fell in love with the Uzi (Ayy)
She fell in love with my Uzi (Ayy)

[Outro: Yung Gravy]
Ayy, ayy, she fell in love with my Uzi
Bad bitch inside my jacuzzi
Straight savage, but the flow so groovy
Gravy and $cottie too cold you need a ‘cuzzi
Yeah, you thought you had a bad bitch
But she kinda look like John Belushi

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