Z.Settle - Uh Oh Lyrics

Guess I got my confidence back
Everyone f*cking with Zach
Been shooting these shots feeling like call of duty
Cuz I'm blowing up on the map
I got my confidence back
Everyone f*cking with Zach
They wanted the boy
But they got the man
So Ima just give em the facts
Yeah, Look
I had to make sure I killed it just know I rehearsed every word in this sentence
I write it they feel it, if you get offended
Yo ass can get hanged like a pendant
You talking that shit I can see on your teeth homie you should visit the dentist
Been checking my pockets and asking my neighbors
Cuz I do not know where my head is
Tell me who else did Five albums in two years
Like try to tell me you been doing that
Bitches sending me snapchats singing my songs, you ain't doin that
Just stop
You ain't got Guap
You got two fans
And one is your mom
The other one deaf I don't know if that's true
But I heard a little snippet and it's safe to assume
Right now I'm tryna
F*ck the game she want missionary, cuz I'm always on top
Heard your new shit and it really don't bop
But they playing my shit and they heads going bob
I'd let you respond, but dead people don't talk
So I guess I won't stop until my jaw falls off
After ima hit the bar only one night left
If you See me in the club Ima hit a right left,
Like that's my only dance
See the boy popping like soda cans
They know the man
Yo girls in my DM's, sending links to me of her only fans
Like wait, I don't even wanna look at that right now
But she actually kinda bad
Lemme try to pipe down
When I'm doing what I wanna
Turn a fridge into a sauna
God I need to chill out
This for my homies the kids at Wazzu,
Cuz you need a banger yeah I know you do,
Homie got the beat like a untied shoe
If you ain't know what that means we about to get loose
Coming from a land where they chucking up a deuce
Y'all are not ready for what I produced
Y'all want the smoke, I got the juice
Too lit for the patio jump off the roof, woo!
Hit after hit and I gotta give em another one
They just roll with the punches that come and go in the summer
I gotta get it to number one
On the billboard, kill more
Records I'm setting like Happy Gilmore, feel more
Better when it's said and done I got a loaded gun in my arsenal
Talk shit and get boxed like a cubicle, or cut like a cuticle I do it on the usual
Better than you and whoever want it
I'm indisputable
A champ, the goat, the great
The one, the god, decide your fate
Wrote my first rhyme on a page in '08
Wonder if I still got that shit at my place
It ain't even really matter
Off top like a haircut
I'm all around like a bear hug
In my hive we don't share buzz
Give me another snare drum
Look here now we got the boy flowing like an air duct
And Ima top the charts
Got Z.Settle next to K. Lamar
And we can climb this ladder going bar for bar
And Next thing I know I'm on Nardwuar
Getting interviewed
My circle blowing up like a inner tube
Dive in the money like a swimming pool
F*ck it ima make this shit a interlude, and get ridiculed
From mobile homes, and home phones
To Post Malone's and three mobile phones
How you gonna let a Gen Z like me
Stack cheese way up like provolone
I'm just saying I'm the Best under 25
And if I'm lucky ima live another 25
I'm a god in the game it ain't no surprise
But f*ck it ima go and let you decide
Guess I got my confidence back
Everyone f*cking with Zach
Been shooting these shots feeling like call of duty
Cuz I'm blowing up on the map
I got my confidence back
Everyone f*cking with Zach
They wanted the boy
But they got the man
So Ima just give em the facts