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Lil Uzi Vert

"IdkwhatplNetimon"

Uh (Yeah, hello, be quiet)
Uh
(Oogie Mane, he killed it)
Uh (Big bad b*t*hes, big bad, Lil Uzi)
(I'm working on dying)
Uh (Yeah)
Uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Uh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Uh)
I ain't gonna flex no more, gave my watch to my best friend (Yeah)
Coppin' sh*t you can't afford, hundred K right on my necklace (Yeah)
I be calling your b*t*h when I'm bored, do that in the past tense (Whoa)
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course (Woo), ayy
I poured a two in that four (Dang)
Whoa (Yeah), I'm right here
I got opps from the 30 and I ain't scared (I ain't scared)
Pulled up in the 30, they some squares (Pulled up)
Got a Glock with a 30 and I ain't scared (No, I'm not)
I'm not flexin' on you, baby, it's right here (It's right here)
Got a Glock and that 30 right under your chair (Under your chair)
Two hundred right up on my dash, my coupe right here (Skrr)
Throw it up, don't be scared (Uh)
I was throwin' up and it was clear (What?)
I took too much molly, I can't hear (What?)
I f**ked so many hoes I had to go and just switch states (Uh)
Raf Simons on my jeans but I'm still in my Rick stage (Yeah)
I'm sure your Rollie's gold but it's not no big face (Ayy)
b*t*h, you know I know where the brick stay, yeah, I walk like a lick, ayy (Ayy)
Got a big Glock on my hip, ayy, yeah, that's right where my stick stay (Yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh
(Right where my stick stay)
Uh, uh, uh, uh
(Right where my stick stay)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Uh)
I ain't gonna flex no more, gave my watch to my best friend (Yeah)
Coppin' sh*t you can't afford, hundred K right on my necklace (Whoa)
I be calling your b*t*h when I'm bored, do that in the past tense (Uh)
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course, ayy (Yeah)
How many hundred thousand you make this year? On my 32nd
I f**ked that b*t*h on a Perc' for an hour, don't do 30 seconds (No)
I'm from the 1600 so I don't f**k with no 32nd (Whoa)
Francisville baby, you know how we rocking
You know we gon' wreck sh*t (Wreck sh*t)
Rest in peace, Chico
For that boy you know that I'm gonna keep flexin' (Let's go far)
Sometimes I still call his phone
Sometimes I still go to text him (Oh my god)
He was lackin' by the opps
I can't believe that they nexted him (Yeah)
I was standing by the opps, I had 30 in my weapon (Frrah)
I was standing by the opps
I was standing by the opps (Yeah)
I was standing by the opps (Huh?)
I was standing by the opps (Yeah)
I do the dash on the cop (Skrrt)
Digital dash on my drop (Huh?)
I turned myself to a boss (Ayy)
f**k you, n***a, and the law
Babygirl head game strong
She suck my d**k so long
Tell me what you want (Want)
I can get you on, wait (No way)
You think he get money, uh
Look at his chain, no pointers (Okay)
Yeah, it's molly world, come join us (Join us, yeah)
So much swag, can't afford it
Uh, uh, uh, uh
(So much swag, can't afford it)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Okay)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Okay)
I ain't gonna flex no more, gave my watch to my best friend (Yeah)
Coppin' sh*t you can't afford, hundred K right on my necklace (Uh)
I be calling your b*t*h when I'm bored, do that in the past tense (Ayy)
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course (Yeah)
No, he didn't (Uh)
Yes, I did
No, he didn't (Uh)
Yes, I did
No, he didn't (Uh)
Yes, I did
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