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Lil Uzi Vert Future

歌词

392, switch it up with the cat (Cat)

I count a million right here on my lap (On my lap)

Bought a new Spyder then take off the plastic

I stomp on that 488, hit the gas

Rick Owens pants, they lay to relax

Crocodile Dundee, Don C on my hat

Alligator shoe on the pedal when I press it (Oh yeah)

Alligator shoe on the pedal when I press it (Brrt, brrt)

You know we stay vibed out and that is a fact

None of these girls got strings attached

I'ma get my blue cheese and I be dressing

I gotta teach these bitches a lesson

She fell in love, she saw a million racks

I made it out, I ain't going back

Killing these niggas in all black

Look at these bitches, tryna broadcast

Bad, it's two, it's not even nobody bad as you

Come on, baby, you know that I'm bagging you (Yeah)

I had to get a Louis, a bag or two

It is no one that is bad as you

We got new Pateks on Pateks too

Made it straight to the top, got a whole lot to lose

Keep on asking me shit, tryna find the truth (Shh)

I said baby, I'm better off lying to you

You will never be able to find a root

Everything on me, designer too

Everything on me, designer times two

All of my diamonds, they pink or they blue

All of my diamonds, they yellow or white

I put that lean in the Fanta, no Sprite

Rollie got ice and the bando right

We shot the opp at a candle light

My boys, they got choppas, can't stand a fight

(My boys, they got choppas, can't stand a fight)

Lil Uzi Vert known to get to the commas

Niggas they mad, 'cause I'm big as Obama

Put that on my gang, put that right on my mama

Watch out for snakes 'cause these niggas, they serpents

Pull up, big body, Maybach with the curtains

Bulletproof on the Bentayga, I'm nervous

Bulletproof, my whip like it's a suburban

I fucked your bitch, I ain't do that on purpose

Had to say bye-bye, that baby a birdie

I kicked her out on the sidewalk, so I had to curve it

Different color stones, it look like a circus

I'ma kill that pussy, get convicted for murder (I'ma kill)

I ain't whippin' service, bitch, we pay for these verses

Diamonds on my neck, I took the immersion

Come on, bitch, now tell me what is the verdict

Come on, baby, tell me what is the verdict

My pockets big as excursion

I be smoking weed until I can't breathe

She in love with the style, that's why she can't leave

I can never walk and beg on my knees

So my new girl, she black and Japanese (Yeah, woah, ayy)

She's feeling all on my knees (All on my knees)

(Yeah, let's go, Uzi Vert, let's go)

I don't think that this boy ready

No, I don't think this boy ready

AK, don't front, it came with machete

Beat up the pot, almost caught a domestic

Might buy the block, build it up like it's Tetris

Too many foreign vibes all in my session

Too many foreign vibes all in my section

Chrome Heart the Rollie, this shit is a blessing

Chrome Heart over the machete (Yeah)

Hand on your block like I fed it

Whip up the Audemar, fill it with 'guetties

Christian Dior just for the aesthetics (Woah)

Called out my misery thanks to this syrup (Yeah)

Based up in emeralds, draped up in pearls (Yeah)

Straight off the block to a whole 'nother world (Other world)

Travel to France, recruit me some girls (Yeah)

Meet me on the front, on the top for a cruncho, yeah (Yeah)

My bitch sit Indian style, yeah

Smokin' on runts by the pound

Young niggas crazy to switch on the 40

Walk nigga down, hit him up then record it

Exotic bitches fall in order, turn a dime to a quarter

The block hot, Richard Porter, my rides get imported (Skkr, skkr)

Plug came out of Russia

Might have to spill that four, I got pesos

I'm on an island with the cash like Diego

Snowflake when I drip, I got rose gold

Gotta flock it, these bitches on go mode

Can't name one hood that I can't go

Four dollars and a half on a Rolls Royce

Bought a house on a lake with a golf course (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)

Got a Korean bitch on my team (Korean bitch on my team)

I done wiped a nigga nose clean (I done wiped a nigga nose clean)

Bought some bullets and extra magazines

(Bought some bullets and extra magazines)

Gang affiliated, by all means, any means

Private jets for me and my team (Private jets)

We didn't bring no clothes, we brought codeine

Got a flight attendant in the bathroom doing dirty favors on me (On me)

She gon' do it on the whole crew if I tell her

So you don't even gotta ask (On me)

A few space coupes sitting in the stash

Some little tall shit, young Stacey Dash

I bought the mall out 'fore I went spazzin' (Spazz)

I gotta ball player contract, baby (Yeah)

High definition on me, no Fugazzi (High definition)

More ammunition, my niggas better go crazy

50 round clips hoppin' out a Mercedes (50 round clips)

I'm now spaced out, on a whole 'nother level (I'm spaced out)

Young niggas crazy, go dance with the devil (Dance with the devil)

392, hit the switch on whoever (Brrt, brrt, brrt)