* Lil Wayne is not credited, he's just sampled prominently
[Intro] (Uh-huh) Aiyyo S you crazy for this one!
[Chorus: Lil Wayne sample] I'm so Uptown; and motherfucker if you ain't don't go Uptown yeah {*2X*} Don't go Uptown {*8X*}
[ASAP Rocky] (Uptown, Uptown) ASAP where my crew at Swag so sick where the birds caught the flu at All the hoes know me, no need to ask "Who dat?" Or "Where the weed at?" My nigga, cause we do that When pistol-poppin get it poppin niggaz better move that Cause we get a Glock and with the stock and he ain't scared to shoot it like 4 Gs: blew that, G4: flew that I'm the shit, you must admit, true that I'm so Uptown Niggaz know we get it from the low Uptown Gold, got dro, got snow Uptown Bitch-shook niggaz shouldn't go Uptown We makin Manhattan, whip game proper Them eyes might be the product of vodka A-S-A-P, know I'm gon' prosper Don't care, cause I'm only straight as my posture
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[TY Nast] Boom! Nigga, Nast in the house Flow like a drug, pass it around Fag you're in doubt, what you rappin about? ASAP nigga, trash on the couch Glass to the mouth, Patron in the system Tool on the waist just in case I gotta fix 'em Bullets like fiends just dyin to hit them Nigga did I mention, swag house nigga Get slapped in your shit if you bad mouth nigga Left the Range in the garage I brought the Jag out, nigga Nast be the shit that you brag about, nigga I ain't even tryin to hear about your hereabouts, nigga Weird-ass nigga, scared-ass nigga I am done with this track, did you hear that, nigga? Bein double Nast and I did rap nigga Try to step on my throne? Bitch, this is my home
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[ASAP Twelvy] I'm a Uptown blood slime, balling's in my bloodline Pants saggin real low, I'm runnin from the one time Free Church Boy, yeah my nigga caught a gun crime Mobbing on Lenox and I'm grindin 'til the sunrise I'm really gettin dope boy, free my nigga Dough Boy Catch me on Broadway, we got it for the low boy And I got flow boy, in other words, hoes boy Body after body yeah, you already know boy I'm bumping old boy, classic Harlem shit True religion, who you kiddin? Nigga started this Young Twelve get it gang, got the hardest shit Polo down to the socks, lookin marvelous I'm from the home of the VS I'm Grade on the West like I'm Gucci on the ES Aura like GS, stepping out the GX ASAP up, y'all niggaz kill me with the BS; PS
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