180secs (lil Uzi Vert Diss) Lyrics - Singles - Reese

[Verse 1] 

All good just a week ago 

You text my phone talking 'bout we just need us some hope 

LOL, response is tight, we gon' shit on these folks 

Now that was that now let me go change the scenery up 

See it's been me against the World from the very beginning 

Y'all try to go reprint my bloggers cause it's made up of winners 

Yeah y'all suppose to be some men but I see the hills are switching 

You let Tyree go tune you up now I'm gon' start up your engine 

Transforming ass nigga, big dogs turn to culture vultures 

Keep talking 'bout me it's just free promotion 

I'm on the wave and I just ride the motions 

Your gossiping and revolving doors and although it's been a minute, keep going 

And I'm just walking right through it like I see, I see, I see 

Y'all already hate yourself so now it's time to hate on me 

Can't create themselves so they try to go and re-create me 

I can give you a persona but for that I charge a fee 

And you niggas ain't paying homage 

They FaceTiming just to Dateline it 

Making up stories like they had they own grapevines 

For the record just cause that's yo mans that don't make it mine 

And for the record I've been waiting on this a long time 

To be honest I really had love for niggas 

And say your loved ones be the first ones to go and getcha 

Hold up wait, here's the part where the beat switches up 

I'mma show you how to chop a whole friend up 

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[Verse 2] 

Watch a young boy get flamed up 

They see the heavy like brench truck 

That's how you feel about the set nigga 

I'll turn your life into a mean boy 

I'm going Forbes 30 under 30 

Imagine when I even hit thirty 

Thirty rounds for them dirty niggas 

This that fuck ya momma have your brother missing 

Deion Sanders when it's showtime 

I'm the Kevin Nash to ya Big Show 

Put you on your fucking neck nigga 

Reese Flair with the figure four 

See I'm on, what the beat go yeah 

Cookie on so you know I had to eat so 

Yeah, your bitch she give me that deepthroat 

Yeah, I just shoot like a freethrow 

Yeah, dunk your shit like Vince Carter 

Running through the city like a martyr 

Niggas not from really anywhere 

You was born up on the internet 

That nigga connect 'bout his WiFi 

You ain't never even really seen a trap 

Niggas be rapping like they Tony 

When they really just a little pink pony 

Might just throw yourself a tip bitch 

I reach, 'bout to make a mil shit 

Now Reece gon' make a drill shit 

They thought I really couldn't rap shit 

Go to code, fix on some rap shit 

Say they run the town but I lap shit 

VVS' on my neck 

You rock that made in the lab shit 

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[Hook] 

You took my shit and you pawned it, yeah, I need that back cause I own it, yeah 

I need another opponent, yeah, watch how I switch up on 'em, yeah 

You ain't even made a million off your talents 

How you think you fresh nigga, when your bitch is your stylist? 

You took my shit and you pawned it, yeah, I need that back cause I own it, yeah 

I need another opponent, yeah, watch how I switch up on 'em, yeah 

You ain't even made a million off your talents 

How you think you fresh nigga, when your bitch is your stylist?