Lil Uzi Vert & 21 Savage – Yessirskiii Lyrics

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[Intro: 21 Savage & Jamie Foxx]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Straight up
Straight up, straight up
Straight up, straight up
(Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
Straight up, straight up
Straight up, straight up

[Verse 1: 21 Savage]
Let a nigga get inside (Yeah)
Gotta wear a seatbelt when you ride (Yeah)
I’m keepin’ my Jimmy on tied (Yeah)
I can count that shit with no eye (Straight up)
You killed my partner, we ride (Straight up, straight up)
Lil’ nigga, we ain’t lettin’ shit slide (Straight up, straight up)
Y’all niggas ain’t lettin’ shit die (Straight up)
Yeah (Straight up, straight up)
Hit a nigga bitch outside (21)
Then I pulled up the V-Live (21)
And we had them sticks outside (21)
Drinkin’ on lean, I’m tired (On God)
Y’all niggas can’t join my live (On God)
I ain’t givin’ no high fives (Straight up)
Y’all niggas fuck around and be wired (Straight up)
Yeah
Drop-head Phantom on me (21)
Whole lotta hunnids on me (On God)
Whole lotta rubber bands, nigga, fuck a rubber band
Nigga, whole bookbag me (Straight up)
Ten M’s, yessirskiii (On God)
Whole lotta hoes, they ski (On God)
Cocaine white like teeth (On God, on God, on God, on God, on God)
LA hoes on deck (21)
Thirty rounds hangin’ out the TEC (You dig?)
Y’all niggas rookies, I’m a vet (I did)
Put a peephole through your neck (Say what?)
I just wanna talk about the check (And what?)
Made a quarter ticket, bought a ‘Vette (21)
Savage still poppin’, I’m set (21)
(21, 21, 21)
We was chargin’ ten for ’em first (Straight up)
And I want ten for a verse (Straight up)
Fuck that, nigga want ten-times-ten for a verse (Uh, straight up)
Ten-times-ten in your hearse (21)
I don’t go to church, I curse (On God)
I ain’t tryna kiss that bitch, lil’ bitch, I’ma put it on your chin when I burst (Lil’ bitch)

[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Hit your main bitch, yessirski (On God)
Doin’ donuts in the 6, yessirski (On God)
You got engaged but she still wanna slurp-ski (Straight up)
She double-tap my pictures, she so flirty (Straight up, straight up)
Draco with the drum and it’s dirty (21, 21)
Pineapple crush, it’s so dirty (Yeah)
Come and get your bitch, she so thirsty (She is)
I’m finna pass her to the gang, yessirski (21)

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
(Yessirski)
Fuck nigga came in his house (Woah)
I ain’t panic, no, I ain’t hide (Yeah)
I ain’t know the bitch was your bride
He tried to argue with me, then he got fired (Bah)
I ain’t wanna cap or lie (No)
And me and her don’t got ties (Ties)
Watch how I walk, how I slide (Woah)
Put your girlfriend on the block list, 1600 Suicide Squad (Ayy)
These niggas tryna have beef with me, I don’t even like shit that’s fried (Yeah)
Broke nigga never paid five hunnid for some cod
Bitch, got my speakers up too loud, yeah
Two-door coupe, I’ma ride (Skrrt)
Got your bitch ridin’ shotgun, give me head nods, yeah
I’m in the stu’ all day, yeah
I can go verse for a verse, yeah
I don’t even pray ’cause I’m cursed, woah
This for a Glock, not a purse, yeah
These niggas fakin’ they life, yeah
These niggas takin’ fake Perc’, no
I know they stomachs all hurt
Dick too deep, her stomach hurt (Woah)
Put that boy right on a shirt (Woah)

[Chorus: 21 Savage]
I hit your main bitch, yessirski (On God)
Doin’ donuts in the 6, yessirski (On God)
You got engaged but she still wanna slurp-ski (Straight up)
She double-tap my pictures, she so flirty (Straight up, straight up)
Draco with the drum and it’s dirty (21, 21)
Pineapple crush, it’s so dirty (Yeah)
Come and get your bitch, she so thirsty (She is)
I’m finna pass her to the gang, yessirski (21)

[Verse 3: 21 Savage]
Glenwood Road, I’m poppin’ (Yeah)
Nigga, fuck the opps, I’m poppin’ (Yeah)
Call them niggas flies, they droppin’ (21)
Drop it in the bowl, it’s lockin’ (Facts)
Straight up out the 6, I’m cocky (Racks)
Almost went hollow off on Austin (Yeah)
Block get hot like Takis (On God)
I’ma dope-boy, you a jockey (21)
None of y’all niggas can stop me (Nah)
Fuckin’ with the Crips, on God-y (On God)
Bitch, don’t spit, just swallow it (Yeah)
Hit your baby mama, she follow me (Yeah, yeah)
Hit him with the stick, he hollerin’ (21)
21 Al-Qaeda, I’m Taliban (Yeah)
Y’all lil’ niggas be gossipin’ (21)
Y’all fly Spirit, I’m charterin’ (21)

[Outro: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yessirski

Lil Uzi Vert – Wassup Lyrics

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[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert]
What’s, what’s, what’s up?
Play that trumpet for the real niggas (What’s up?)
What’s up?
Play that trumpet for the real niggas
Yeah, let’s do it (Yo, Pi’erre, yo, Pi’erre)
Yeah, let’s, let’s do it

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
What’s up? (Yeah)
What’s up? (Woo)
What’s up?
What’s up?
What’s up?
What’s up?
What’s up?
What’s up?

[Post-Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Uh, I’ma make sure they remember me
‘Cause I walk around with lot of enemies (Woah)
I’ma make sure that they feelin’ me
So I walk around with a new lemon squeeze (Woah)
Everybody know I am from outer space (Yeah)
So you know that aliens be sendin’ me (Woah)
Yes, I walk around, pocket got bank account
If you wanna catch up, need like ten of me

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
No, statistically, I can’t win every time
But you know the score prolly like ten to three
And them three times that I had to take an L
I remember them boys tried to finish me
Said we roll a ‘Wood, I roll like fifty L’s
They say, “How you keep all of that energy?”
‘Cause I can’t go back to the hood where them niggas could send at me
I remember livin’ right next to my enemy (Woah)
Now I got too much money, I could blow up your whole facility (Yeah, yeah)
Gettin’ too much money, I can build me a new facility (Lil Uzi Vert, yeah, yeah)
I fuck her three times, so I call that girl, um, a trinity (Woah, woah)
Uh, and no time, I would never ever let ’em sentence me (Woah, at all)
And in no time, gotta duck off ’cause these niggas would love killin’ me (Yeah)
What’s up? (What’s up?)
Don’t deal with the lies and the frauds (No)
That’s why I don’t get involved

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
What’s up? (Woo)
What’s up? (Yeah)
What’s up?
What’s up? (Yeah)
What’s up?
What’s up? (Ayy)
What’s up?
What’s up?

[Post-Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Uh, I’ma make sure they remember me
‘Cause I walk around with lot of enemies (Woah)
I’ma make sure that they feelin’ me
So I walk around with a new lemon squeeze (Woah)
Everybody know I am from outer space
So you know that aliens be sendin’ me (Yeah)
Yes, I walk around, pocket got bank account
If you wanna catch up, need like ten of me

[Verse 2: Future]
Everybody know I come from outer space
I got racks on me, you do not wanna race
I got enemies so niggas gonna hate
Keep that semi on me, get you out my way
Hit a new mistress every day
Got the new bitch, get on the cake
Got that lemon squeeze for the trigger play
Got some red toes, she on the way
I got Koreans, F&Ns
Rose gold diamonds same color Hen’
Cops tryna arrest me, I’m gone in the wind
You cannot catch me or none of my friends
You know that Richard Mille cost me a Benz
You know we get it poppin’ on my end
You see these blue face Benjamins
See the way these diamonds sittin’ off the lens
You know we comin’ in number one
You know we gon’ kill the whole summer too
You know I’m blowin’ up like an atomic bomb
You know it ain’t nothin’ to do
And I’m steppin’, I’m steppin’ in one-of-ones
Margielas got me walkin’ on the moon
All this money got me like I’m on shrooms
Drankin’ yellow, feelin’ like a tycoon

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
What’s up?
What’s up? (Woo)
What’s up? (Ayy)
What’s up?
What’s up? (Yeah)
What’s up? (Yeah)
What’s up?
What’s up?

[Post-Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Uh, I’ma make sure they remember me
‘Cause I walk around with lot of enemies (Woah)
I’ma make sure that they feelin’ me
So I walk around with a new lemon squeeze (Woah)
Everybody know I am from outer space
So you know that aliens be sendin’ me (Yeah)
Yes, I walk around, pocket got bank account
If you wanna catch up, need like ten of me

‘Eternal Atake’ Finally Dropped, Everyone Say Thanks Uzi

It’s been 84 years… or at least that’s what the wait for Lil Uzi Vert’s near-mythological album, Eternal Atake, felt like for fans around the world. His debut studio album, Luv Is Rage 2, is now almost three years old — while the occasional leak or feature from Uzi held fans over, the end game was always to get the ever-delayed second LP. Earlier than expected, it’s finally here — and it’s unclear what fans will beg Uzi for now that they’ve gotten the holy grail.

Related | Lil Uzi Vert Is Already Having a Better 2020 Than You

The general consensus on Twitter and fan forums is that the wait was worth it. Booming bass, clicky hi-hats, mini skits and Uzi’s typical relaxed approach to dropping atomic bomb-level quips and catchphrases give fans a familiar listening experience. But every song is brand new. Singles like “That Way” and “Futsal Shuffle 2020” are only included as bonuses on the final sprawling 18-track record, leaving all the room in the world for Uzi to explore the space-age synth landscape that backs up the entire album.

Despite the rollercoaster ride of drama leading up to the album’s drop, tracks like “POP” and “Celebration Station” are indicative of a larger theme across Eternal Atake — that Uzi’s finally having a ton of fun. Some of the breakups and betrayals that unfold over the course of the hour-long journey are melancholy or upsetting, but each “down” moment is punctuated with a newly warped bass line or a spike in Uzi’s energy on the track.

“Celebration Station” in particular reflects the joy found in the fact that Uzi was finally able to release a full-length project and connect with his fans in a way he’s been planning to for years. Each bell ring and zooming keystroke accentuates the fast paced track, already primed for a TikTok dance. If Luv Is Rage 2 was all about apathy, then Eternal Atake is about empathy — and we’re here for it.

Stream Eternal Atake below. Wow, never thought I’d get to say that.

Album art via Lil Uzi Vert

G Herbo – Ptsd Lyrics (feat. Juice Wrld, Chance The Rapper & Lil Uzi Vert)

[Intro]
D.A. got that-
D.A. got that dope

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
I turn the news on, when I smell death in the air
I prove you wrong, I made it out of here
I don’t belong, I see my past everywhere
Don’t stand too close to me, eternal PTSD
I got a warzone inside of my head
I made it on my own
They said I’d be in jail or dead
I’ve seen my brothers fall, over and over again
Don’t stand too close to me, I got PTSD

[Verse 1: G Herbo]
I was hearing bangs like Chief Keef
Always yelling names, that’s deceased
I go off my mind and my instinct
Shootin’ at the same time, we was in sync
On the same thing, tryna repeat
We was in them whips, right back on the enemies
Stuffed on my last hit, I was in the middle seat
f**k it out the sun roof, brodie got a quick release
And we in a car real fast for police
Shots fired back but his ass in the street
When I bought a forty, showed Brittany & Tiffany
Knowing if they call, it ain’t shit they can’t get from me
Lot of warfare 17 had a 50 piece
Flexed on niggas so you know they wanna kill a G (Royalty)
Posted in the hood with some Bentley keys (Loyalty)
Roc died, showed ’em what it really mean
I can’t sleep ’cause it’s a warzone in my head
My killers good, they know I’m hands on with the bread
A million dollars ahead, I’m still angry and seeing red
How the f**k I’m ‘posed to have fun? All my niggas dead

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
I turn the news on, when I smell death in the air
I prove you wrong, I made it out of here
I don’t belong, I see my past everywhere
Don’t stand too close to me, eternal PTSD
I got a warzone inside of my head
I made it on my own
They said I’d be in jail or dead
I’ve seen my brothers fall, over and over again
Don’t stand too close to me, I got PTSD

[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper]
Used to run home from the train stop (Yeah)
Runnin’ so fast dodgin’ rain drops
‘Member got robbed at the park once (Yeah)
‘Member thinkin’ that that bitch probably ain’t caught
‘Member I was with my mama one time
Seen a nigga through the glass, hit a nigga with a bankshot (Bah)
Point blank, head hanging off his tank top
Walked off, we drove off, went to GameStop (Skrrt)
Quiet ride there, picked up San Andreas (Huh)
Certain things we ain’t talk about, mama, we just prayed off
We seen it all, don’t get involved
Carry the weight of the world like a shawl
Conceal and revealing to people in court
I still can feel it, I know that the world is evil
In case you thought a nigga forgot it
When my homie was bleeding out, another homie went in his pockets (Shh)
Please do not run up on me, not even as fans
Niggas get fanned down on the Dan Ryan
I’m flyin’, I’m scary as hell, I need me a Xan, ah

[Verse 3: Juice WRLD & Lil Uzi Vert]
The days seem long as life gets shorter
We know sex, drugs, money, all in that order
Ain’t no structure, no peace, we’ve lost our order
Leaving me with anxiety, f**king up my sobriety (Lil Uzi Vert, yeah)
It’s a warzone layin’ inside my head
I still think about all my niggas that’s dead
I’m too paranoid, yeah, I know you heard what I said
I’m too paranoid, I make sure all my opps they bled
Drainin’ all my energy, no, I can not sleep, uh-huh
I’m affected by the streets, no appetite, I can’t eat
I only see red when I see, I think it’s my PTSD (Yeah)
I think it’s my PTSD (Woah), I think it’s my PTSD, yeah (Woah)

[Outro: Juice WRLD]
I turn the news on, when I smell death in the air

Dp Beats – Bankroll Lyrics (feat. Lil Uzi Vert, Playboi Carti)

[Intro]
DP on the beat
Greedy Money

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, yeah (Cash Carti)
Told that bitch to call my phone
Then she text my phone with upset face, and I look like yeah (Yeah)
Told that bitch to give me dome
Pass her to my bros like ain’t shit changed and we look like yeah (Yeah)
And I’m smokin’ on this dope
Takin’ Xans ’til I can’t feel my face and I look like yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, ayy, ayy (Cash Carti)

[Bridge: Lil Uzi Vert]
Pull up, wait, ayy
On a date, ayy
Countin’ cake, ayy
Play with my cake, ayy
Break your face, ayy
Countin’ cake, ayy (Cash Carti)
Break the bank, ayy

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Diamonds flooded like the sink, ayy
I’ve been pullin’ up in a tank, ayy (In a tank)
‘Cause my money got no limit, ayy (Cash Carti)
And my car don’t got no ceiling, ayy (Yeah)
And my bitch don’t got no limit, ayy (Lil Uzi)
Makin’ that money, I’m willin’, ayy (Chee, chee)
Told your bitch I got that money, ayy (Chee, chee)
Told your bitch that I be peelin’ you, ayy

[Refrain: Lil Uzi Vert]
Drinking that lean out the bottle, ayy
This is not no penicillin, ayy
My credit card got the billions, ayy (Cash Carti)
Your credit card got a limit, ayy
Big shout out right to my dentist, ayy
I put them diamonds in glaciers, ayy

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, yeah (Cash Carti)
Told that bitch to call my phone
Then she text my phone with upset face and I look like yeah (Yeah)
Told that bitch to give me dome (Dome)
Pass her to my bros like ain’t shit changed and we look like yeah (Yeah)
And I’m smokin’ on this dope
Taking Xans ’til I can’t feel my face and I look like yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti & Lil Uzi Vert]
And I always keep the pole (Cash Carti, always keep the pole)
And I always keep the pole (Always keep the pole)
Everywhere I go I keep that pole, I keep that pole (Cash Carti, everywhere I go)
Everywhere I go I keep the pole, I keep the pole (Everywhere I go)
Everywhere I go these bitches know, these bitches know (Ayy, countin’ all these rolls)
Everywhere I go my bank don’t fold, that bank don’t fold (Ayy, countin’ all these rolls)
Countin’ up them rolls, big bankrolls, them big bankrolls
(Cash Carti)
Countin’ up them rolls, big bankrolls, them big bankrolls (Cash Carti)
Yeah (Yeah)
Got a bitch named Rubi Rose
(Sauce, sauce, sauce)
See me with Justine then she stopped callin’ my phone
(Woo, zone, zone, zone, zone)
I be in my zone (Cash Carti)
Girl, what’s goin’ on?
She stoped callin’ my phone
Ayy, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, yeah
Told that bitch to call my phone
Then she text my phone with upset face and I look like yeah (Yeah)
Told that bitch to give me dome
Pass her to my bros like ain’t shit changed and we look like yeah (Yeah)
And I’m smokin’ on this dope
Taking Xans ’til I can’t feel my face and I look like yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
(DP on the beat)

[Bridge: Lil Uzi Vert & Playboi Carti]
Yeah, ayy (What?)
Pull up, wait, ayy (Cash Carti)
On a date, ayy
Countin’ cake, ayy
Play with my cake, ayy
Break your face, ayy
Countin’ cake, ayy (Cash Carti)
Break the bank, ayy (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Playboi Carti & Lil Uzi Vert]
AK, beam
(Countin’ all these rolls)
Bitches, Bs (Oh yeah)
I be in Lennox
Squad big
I f**k that ho ’cause I want to
I f**k them girls ’cause I want to
I bought that bag ’cause I want to
Yeah, 2, zone, zone, zone, ayy

[Refrain: Lil Uzi Vert]
Drinkin’ that lean out the bottom, ayy
This is not no penicillin, ayy
My credit card got the billions, ayy (Cash Carti)
Your credit card got a limit, ayy
Big shout out right to my dentist, ayy
I put them diamonds in glaciers, ayy

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, yeah (Cash Carti)
Told that bitch to call my phone
Then she text my phone with upset face and I look like yeah (Yeah)
Told that bitch to give me dome
Pass her to my bros like ain’t shit changed and we look like yeah (Yeah)
And I’m smokin’ on this dope
Taking Xans ’til I can’t feel my face and I look like yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
(Greedy Money)
Yeah, yeah
(DP on the beat)
Yeah

Denzel Curry – WISH Lyrics

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[Intro]
He’s heating up
Oh damn

[Chorus: Denzel Curry]
Dreads to the top, gold in my mouth, woaday
Hoes by the flock, no, let me stop, woaday
And I keep a Glock, nah, it’s a Glock .40
Hands on a knot, hands on your bop, woaday
She gon’ bust it open for a nigga in designer
That’s gon’ be the reason why she let you get behind her
You might be the nigga that’s gon’ probably wine and dine her
I’ma take her home only usin’ one-liners

[Verse 1: Denzel Curry]
Pull up in an navigator truck, Excursion
Bad bitch on the side of me, half Persian
I don’t got a car, but I got car service
So many chains, make a, uh, feel nervous
Wait, I meant to say my chick from Nicaragua
Put her on the team ’cause we both makin’ dollars
Hit her with the stroke, get her wet like aqua
If she was a bop, I would hit, then I’ll drop her
Hang with the bros ’cause you know blood thicker
I miss my vros, so we pour more liquor
And you don’t want smoke, you don’t want no Swisher
‘Cause you don’t want war with a South Florida nigga
Miami-Dade on my motherfuckin’ back
I’m Polo’d down to the socks to the nutsack
It’s R.I.P. X and R.I.P. Tree
I’ma do it for my dawg, this for all of my G’s

[Chorus: Denzel Curry]
Dreads to the top, gold in my mouth, woaday
Hoes by the flock, no, let me stop, woaday
And I keep a Glock, nah, it’s a Glock .40
Hands on a knot, hands on your back, woaday
She gon’ bust it open for a nigga in designer
That’s gon’ be the reason why she let you get behind her
You might be the nigga that’s gon’ probably wine and dine her
I’ma take her home only usin’ one-liners

[Verse 2: Kiddo Marv]
Bossed up, came a long way from bein’ a manager
Glocks up with the sticks and the clips lookin’ like banana-na
Never pay for pussy, these bitches ain’t gettin’ nuh-uh
My name alone gon’ make me press on your ho like a button
In my city ridin’ vert to Uzi, Lil Uzi Vert
Every week another funeral, only time we go to church
Runnin’ all these rappers down a check, they wanna splurge it
Step up in the scene, so fresh, so clean, like a detergent
Quick to cut a pussy nigga up just like a surgeon
I’ma need a Perky ’cause a young nigga be hurtin’
Slidin’ like a Taliban with a turban
Pull up all black in a suburban
‘Cause he ain’t die, so we gotta slide back my grill
Pay my young nigga to get you whacked for five figures
They gon’ rip him, flip him, cut his ass up
Put him in a box, and ship him, yup

[Chorus: Denzel Curry]
Dreads to the top, gold in my mouth, woaday
Hoes by the flock, no, let me stop, woaday
And I keep a Glock, nah, it’s a Glock .40
Hands on a knot, hands on your back, woaday
She gon’ bust it open for a nigga in designer
That’s gon’ be the reason why she let you get behind her
You might be the nigga that’s gon’ probably wine and dine her
I’ma take her home only usin’ one-liners

Lil Uzi Vert – Mistake Lyrics

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[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert]
Lil Uzi Vert
Brown Boy

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & NAV]
Flexin’ on them, that’s my mistake
Big house, that’s a crib, that’s a estate
Wrist straight, walk around with a big face
Wrist straight, walk around with a big face
Flexin’ on them, that’s my mistake
Say I’m broke, I throw a hundred in your bitch face
Wrist straight, walk around with a big face
Wrist straight, walk around with a big face

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
(Lil Uzi)
Yeah nigga, you know me (Ooh)
Margiela all on me (Me)
Diomond they wet like sea (Sea)
Rick owen all on my feat (My feet)
Fuck that bih’ once then I leave (Mmm)
I fucked that girl in a week
No, no, no, I will not repeat
Gimme [?] key
[?] not a lease
Your girl owe me I need a leech (Aye)
I fucked your bitch right on the beach (Yeah)
She sucked me like [?] (Yeah)
Flexin, ah, damn, that’s my mistake
Throw a hundred in your b*tch face

I f*cked the b*tch in the sink
I f*cked that b*tch in the rink
I f*cked that b*tch in the mink

I been hittin models baby you are not my first
I should drive around my city in a hearse

We might just get hit with a curse
We put in work like A$AP Ferg

blackbear – thursday/froze over (“interlude”) lyrics

[Part I: thursday]

[Intro]
Oh, yeah
Beartrap trap music

[Verse 1]
Me and Justin Bieber fuck the same girls
Me and G-Eazy fuck the same Wilhelmina models
Me and Chris Brown got the same H-Town
Had to block all your accounts, they all gonna find out about you

[Pre-Chorus]
Woah, the truth
That I did it with another girl on Thursday after you
All this shit we did up on your birthday
Honestly, it’s just to me another Thursday

[Chorus]
I need to re-up, re-up
Kick my feet up, feet up
Pour another four in my one liter, liter
Need to re-up, re-up
Instagram sluts
‘Cause everybody dies and love is fake as fuck
I need to re-up, re-up
Kick my feet up, feet up
Pour another four in my one liter, liter
Truth is all this shit we doin’ on your birthday, woah
To me, that’s just another Thursday, just another Thursday to me
Got a ho every single day of the week, baby
Oh

[Verse 2]
Me and Lil Uzi Vert fuck the same girls
Jared Leto get more than me, but it’s alright
And Bruno Mars sing these hoes to sleep
If we talkin’ pipes, I’ma lay it right there

[Pre-Chorus]
Woah, the truth
That I did it with another girl on Thursday after you
All this shit we did up on your birthday
Honestly, it’s just to me another Thursday

[Chorus]
I need to re-up, re-up
Kick my feet up, feet up
Pour another four in my one liter, liter
Need to re-up, re-up
Instagram sluts
‘Cause everybody dies and love is fake as fuck
I need to re-up, re-up
Kick my feet up, feet up
Pour another four in my one liter, liter
Truth is all this shit we doin’ on your birthday, woah
To me, that’s just another Thursday, just another Thursday to me
Got a ho every single day of the week, baby
Oh

[Part II: froze over]

[Refrain]
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over

My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over

Playboi Carti – That Girl (Rocket) (feat. Lil Uzi Vert) lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
That be Maaly Raw
Now, now is my time
Now is my time
That be Maaly Raw

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Everybody rock with me because I’m up now
Took your girl and I’ma score, like I made the touch-down
Swervin’ and the Lambo doors go up, not on the bus now
Used to want a G-Shock, now I’m walking with a bust down
Pull up and I’m flooding with an iced out watch
Whip it look like butter baby, pecan drop
Pick and drop, put that phone, handsome drop
Stack my knots, count a lot, saw a lot
Got them rocks, Diamond rocks, whip the pot
Suicide, 1600, that’s the block
Hit your girl that’s check free
She ain´t used to text me
Now she won’t caress me
She keep tryna neck me
I got’ tell my bestie, someone call my bestie
Think I found my bestie, link up make the check bleed
You know that I’m smoking dope, I’ll be high til’ next week
Know I had to let her go, cause she can’t arrest me

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Woke up with my toolie, what it do?
Meet me in the ally with the troops
I got red shooters, I got blue
Let that thing down then point at you
Bentley or a Rari, hol’at chu
We gon’ the rob the bank, brain lose
We gon’ take the boy back to school
Money on the floor just like some shoes

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
Stackin’, Rackin’, all of this and I’m packin’
My life it is like a movie minus all the actin’
Jacket, jack it, yeah it’s made of rabbit
Diamonds on my neck and wrist they compliment that karats
You ain’t nuthin’ but a mockingbird, boy you a parrot!
Oops, yeah my bad, that’s your girl? We could share it
Might buy her diamonds and pearls, but can’t marry
She, said my D-Bomb like a terrorist
He, thinkin’ he on but man, that’s barely
We, rock all white ice look like dairy
Kids, my red hellcat it sound scary
Please, you talk shit and you get buried
See, ain’t no fuck nigga around me
I said free my dogs from the county
Yeah, the ones on the run from the bounty
Yeah, diamonds they so wet, need some bounty

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Woke up with my toolie, what it do?
Meet me in the ally with the troops
I got red shooters, I got blue
Let that thing down then point at you
Bentley or a Rari, hol’at chu
We gon the rob the bank, brain lose
We gon take the boy back to school
Money on the floor just like some shoes

A$AP Rocky – Who Run It [Freestyle] Lyrics

[Intro]
You know what I’m saying?
Still that nigga man, Yeah the lord’s back
Know what I’m saying, they say pearls are for a pretty boy
Shout outs my nigga G-Herbo, my nigga Lil Uzi Vert one time
Shout out Three Six Mafia

[Verse 1]
I don’t play like your parents son
Thought I made that apparent
Thats a hundred for a ‘Claren or something
‘nother hundred for a parison
Race Tyler, the McLaren
Drive ‘Raris like Ferrison
Cop my Karats from Carring dammit
Make a bitch wanna stare, or something
Niggas stare, you queer son
You’s a bitch, yeah we stay done
Chose a whip but I’m staying sunny
Diamonds sunny like I’m Cher or something
Smiley faces with the glasses
Fashion brands invite you to Paris
Boy you late that’s a demerit, dang it
Get fucking maggot brain having
Rappers claiming the trap and the fashion
They only got Louis and the trap
Im causing the flood and the traffic
The way that you be moving is whack
All of them rumours is facts
They’ve been in clap for the clapback
Your baby mama a nag nag
Nag nag nag nag

[Chorus]
Who run it? Who run it?
New money blue hundreds
Two hundred, on the dash
Bastard life, who run it?
Catch a blue hundred
I do run it, I do run it
I do run it, I do run it

Lil Uzi Vert, TM88 & Southside – Mood

[Intro]
Southside
Supah Mario

[Chorus]
Yeah
808
Fuck these niggas ’cause they always bein’ extra (what, yeah, yeah)
All these diamonds on me, I don’t feel no pressure (no)
Money comin’ in like I am an investor (yeah)
She tried to take a break, but I already left her (bye-bye)
Whoa (what?)
When I’m in my car, yeah
Whoa, look up at the stars, just like, "whoa" (oh, whoa)
No feelings involved, yeah
No feelings involved (no way)
Put that on my dawgs, no feelings involved (yeah)
Put that on my dawgs (my dawgs)
Put that on my dawgs, I said no feelings involved (no, no)
Okay, okay, I don’t need it
I don’t need it, I don’t want it
I won’t keep it, matter fact I might delete it
Then repeat it, yeah

[Verse 1]
Why you keep on going back? (yeah)
I got my reasons like, yeah
I got my reasons like, yeah
Car so fast, yeah, it’s moving like a beam of light (zoom, skrrt)
Best rockstar, on time
Hope that I don’t die
‘Cause I’m immortal
Too bad you a mortal (too bad, too bad)
No wonder, you normal
Your girl saw me once, yeah, she said I’m adorable
My diamonds so sick (what?)
This shit is not curable (damn)

[Chorus]
Yeah
Fuck these niggas ’cause they always bein’ extra (what, yeah, yeah)
All these diamonds on me, I don’t feel no pressure (no)
Money comin’ in like I am an investor (yeah)
She tried to take a break, but I already left her (bye-bye)
Whoa (what?)
When I’m in my car, yeah
Whoa, look up at the stars, just like, "whoa" (oh, whoa)
No feelings involved, yeah
No feelings involved (no way)
Put that on my dawgs

[Verse 2]
Like ooh (whoa), why you wanna mess up my mood? (yeah)
Wish that you were me ’cause you’re not cool (you’re not cool, yeah)
Lookin’ like a fool (like a fool)
Fuckin’ like a dog barkin’ at the moon (why?)
‘Cause I’m shinin’, like, look at these diamonds (look at these diamonds)
Like, look at these diamonds
Half of these niggas, I swear they be lyin’
I never keep it, you know I will not
Doin’ these drugs, yeah, I’m outta my body, yeah
Outta my body
Real niggas, yeah, they right here right beside me, ooh

[Bridge]
Stay on track, roller coaster, yeah
Fuck her once, keep her closer, yeah (yeah)
My car fast, but I drive slower (why?)
Drop the top, make it hold up (yeah)

[Chorus]
Yeah
Fuck these niggas ’cause they always bein’ extra
All these diamonds on me, I don’t feel no pressure (no)
Money comin’ in like I am an investor (yeah)
She tried to take a break, but I already left her (bye-bye)
Whoa
When I’m in my car, yeah
Look up at the stars, just like, "whoa" (oh, whoa)
No feelings involved, yeah
No feelings involved (no way)
Put that on my dawgs
Southside

Lil Uzi Vert – 3 Pills Lyrics

[Hook]
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Bitch don’t call my phone, you hit my email, yeah
Flexin’ so damn hard like I got 3 deals, yeah
Word on the street I got 3 mil, (Yo DJ Day-Day you a fool for this one man) yeah (yeah)
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Word on the street I got 3 mil, yeah

[Verse 1]
Put 100k in my safe, yeah (yeah yeah yeah )
Put 200k in my safe, yeah (um yeah yeah)
Put 300k in my safe, yeah (um yeah)
Now I can’t close my safe (Close my safe)
Nowadays no one’s safe, (No, no, yeah)
Nowadays I fuck 6 hoes a day, yeah
But that’s only when I’m in LA, uh yeah
Go to New York, first kiss my babe, yeah
All I gotta say, gotta say
Ain’t no nigga in our way (no, no, no, no)
Ain’t no bitch up in our way (no, no, no, no)
Only money up in the way
Cartier all on my face
Lil’ bitch, now pop a pill

[Hook]
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause on 3 pills, yeah
Bitch don’t call my phone, you hit my email, yeah
Flexin’ so damn hard like I got 3 deals, yeah
Word on the street I got 3 mil, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Word on the street I got 3 mil, yeah

[Verse 2]
Getting all this dough and I spend it my way
I got all these hoes, they don’t get in my way
Get out, get out my face
Most of these niggas they tellin’
All of these niggas they tellin’
Most of these niggas they rats
Turning my niggas to fellas
I might pull out the big choppa
That shit sound like a perpella
Backwood, backwood, I don’t want no cigarella
I used to smoke on a Swisha
Damn, I can’t believe you just kissed her
I put my dick where you kissed her
Pussy so open, I fist her
These are not Jordans, these Visvims
She gave me that pussy, she friendly
I’m pulling right off in a Bentley (Skrtt)

[Hook]
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause on 3 pills, yeah
Bitch don’t call my phone, you hit my email, yeah
Flexin’ so damn hard like I got 3 deals, yeah
Word on the street I got 3 mil, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Word on the street I got 3 mil, yeah

Lil Uzi Vert – 20 Min Lyrics

[Pre-Chorus]
I said girl why you keep callin’
I said girl why you keep callin’ (yeah)
She said I need new whip (yeah)
‘Cause I know you still ballin’
She just wanna go back to the future
So I bought that girl a DeLorean
Twenty one minutes until I gotta go
So I told that girl that I’m gonna slaughter it

[Chorus]
I met that girl right up at my show
Left her man in the crowd on the floor
Out of town never saw her before
Tell her, baby we don’t got that long
Listen, this is not my city show, but I treat it like my city show
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on (Yea)
I am not small, these girls just want me ’cause I got the dough
Pass that girl right on my friend give her coke
He pass me her friend so they switching roles

[Verse 1]
I hit it fast, yeah I hit it slow
Bye bye the morning girl, I gotta go
I gotta get ready tonight is my show
If you okay you might open my show
Got pointers right under my nose
These niggas mad, cause I got all the dough
These niggas mad, cause I got all the dough
Changing my style cause I got every flow
Got every girl ain’t no topping my hoes
I understand that is your girlfriend bro
But you know I gotta keep her close
Open your legs and I keep em closed
Living on a edge, on a tightrope
I am so clean I might start moving soap
Driving a new ‘Rari I don’t need a new
Drive a Bugatti like it’s a Volvo
I got your girl and you already know
Don’t really like her we friends for the most
Cuban the truck all on my choker
Don’t leave the crumb
Got the bread then you toast
If you start touchin’ my gun, got no holst’
I put a coat on top of my coat
Only 20 more minutes
Before the show

[Chorus]
I met that girl right up at my show
Left her man in the crowd on the floor
Out of town never saw her before
Tell her, baby we don’t got that long
Listen, this is not my city show, but I treat it like my city show
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on (Yea)
I am not small, these girls just want me ’cause I got the dough
Pass that girl right on my friend give her coke
He pass me her friend so they switching roles

[Verse 2]
Damn I just started it, man I just started it
Oh my god please do not bother me
Don’t got enough just to order me
I’m on that tree like an ornament
Money so long like a cardigan
You lied to me wasn’t sorry then
On the weekend you was partying
It was just me you was targeting
It was just me you was targeting
Just in the Porsche I might target it
Jump in the Lamb I ain’t parkin’ it (skrr)
Go to my show they applaud me in
She call my phone with that emergency
She call my phone with that urgency

[Pre-Chorus]
I said girl why you keep callin’
I said girl why you keep callin’ (yeah)
She said I need new whip (yeah)
‘Cause I know you still ballin’
She just wanna go back to the future
So I bought that girl a DeLorean
Twenty one minutes until I gotta go
So I told that girl that I’m gonna slaughter it

[Chorus]
I met that girl right up at my show
Left her man in the crowd on the floor
Out of town never saw her before
Tell her, baby we don’t got that long
Listen, this is not my city show, but I treat it like my city show
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on (Yea)
I am not small, these girls just want me ’cause I got the dough
Pass that girl right on my friend give her coke
He pass me her friend so they switching roles

Lil Uzi Vert – A Lot

[Chorus]
Slide around with the mop (yeah)
All we know is up the opps (yeah)
Ben Baller, cost a lot (yeah)
Lambo your parkin’ lot (yeah, skrrt)
Shoot at his leg, he hop
Shoot at his leg, he hop
Shoot at his leg, he hop
Where would the game be?

[Verse 1]
I’m mixin’ them words like a synonym
She tryna swallow like cinnamon (damn)
Rockin’ Vements (uh, yeah)
Rockin’ that shit like its Vetements
Little nigga I got hella bands (ayy)
Stand on my money, I’m 7’10" (damn)
Fuck on your bitch ’cause she heaven sent
Smell on that girl and she heaven scent
Ooh, that booty heaven sent (yeah)
Smokin’ that gas, that’s my medicine (yeah)
Little nigga think he better than (what?)
Lil Uzi really a veteran (ooh)
This still my first not my second win (ayy)
Lil Uzi Vert with that tether skin (yeah)
Gettin’ this money, what’s happenin’? (Yeah)
Gettin’ these girls is what’s happenin’
Used to have Ashley, used to have Keisha
Then I put dick all in Madison (yeah)
My new coupe peel out the Radisson (hey)
Movin’ that work, traffic (ayy)
Move through the dirt, blacky sand (yeah)
Chopper gon’ twerk, Pakistan (ayy)
Nowadays I just be havin’ fans
Go in the club and I’m throwin’ bands
Oh you a stripper? Give me a dance
Walk around with all my hundred bands (yeah)
I got all types of girls
Just know I’m always with something tan
Diamonds so clear, that’s spick and span
These niggas hatin’, treat ’em like spam (yeah)
I’ma stay real as I can (pull up)
In a Range, it’s not a Lamb’ (yeah)

[Chorus]
Slide around with the mop (yeah)
All we know is up the opps (yeah)
Ben Baller, cost a lot (yeah)
Lambo your parkin’ lot (yeah, skrrt)
Shoot at his leg, he hop (skrrt)
Used to have Ashley, used to have Keisha
Then I put dick all in Madison (yeah)
My new coupe peel out the Radisson
Diamond fist, a lot (damn)
Diamond wrist, a lot (ayy)
Pull up with the drop (yeah)
Givin’ what I got (got)
That’s your bitch or not? (What?)
I don’t kiss a lot (What?)
I’m gon’ shoot my shot (Yeah)
I don’t miss a lot

[Verse 2]
Damn, 200 bands (what?)
Look at you, gonna go shop again
They gettin’ money, no stoppin’ them (what?)
Fuck what they say when we flockin’ in
My whip, she hoppin’ in (skrrt)
Helicopter that I chopper in (ayy)
This girl on my side so bad (yeah)
But too bad the scale only stop at 10
So that’s why you’re always mad (yeah)
‘Cause I’m always poppin’ tags (woah)
And I always come in first
And you always gotta settle for less
Got the Lambo, I ain’t want a Jag
Hit the pedal and settle the gas (yeah)
Dolce Gabbana my bag (yeah)
Nike that Air when I smash (what?)
Drive my car like NAS (yeah)
I get fly like NAS (yeah)
Had her in my path
She tried to wave and I drove right past (skrrt)
Yeah you know it’s digital
I don’t know my dash (yeah)
Get high off that hash (ayy)
Eyes red like a rash (damn)
Grab it from the back, yeah
Grab her waist real tight
When I’m in, it make her bite me back
All different girls, like where your type be at?
If I got locked up would you write me back
Or just chase another bag? Yeah

[Chorus]
Slide around with the mop (yeah)
All we know is up the opps (yeah)
Ben Baller, cost a lot (yeah)
Lambo your parkin’ lot (yeah, skrrt)
Shoot at his leg, he hop (skrrt)
Used to have Ashley, used to have Keisha
Then I put dick all in Madison (yeah)
My new coupe peel out the Radisson
Diamond fist, a lot (damn)
Diamond wrist, a lot (ayy)
Pull up with the drop (yeah)
Givin’ what I got (got)
That’s your bitch or not? (What?)
I don’t kiss a lot (What?)
I’m gon’ shoot my shot (Yeah)
I don’t miss a lot

Lil Uzi Vert – Sauce It Up (On TRL) (Live)

Sauce it up, ayy
Sauce it up, ayy
Sauce it up, ayy
Goin’ dumb, ayy
Where you from, ayy
Throw it up, ayy
I’m one of the greatest to ever do it
Goin’ dumb (hey)
Goin’ nuts (hey)
Sauce it up (hey)
Sauce it up (hey)
Lil Uzi Vert
Throw it up (hey)
Where you from (hey)
Throw it up (hey)
Where you from (hey)
Going dumb (hey)
Going nuts! (hey)
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw that shit up)
Goin’ nuts (yeah)
Goin’ dumb
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw that shit up)
Goin’ nuts (yeah)
Goin’ dumb
Everyday I’m ballin’, so you know I’m scorin’
My fish are imported, my pockets enormous
These niggas keep hatin’, this is their last warning
Met that girl last night, ooh, fucked her through the morning
Um, no no girl, I’m sorry, hangup girl don’t call me
No, no you will not get me caught up all up on Maury
Cash out, make it rain, no game, Atari
Ride me like a Harley, only boy in the party
I was on the phone, yeah with Playboi Carti
Commes des Garçon, hearts all on my cardi’
I was in a Lamb’, Carti he was in a ‘Rari
I’m gon’ keep on flexin’, if you don’t like it then I’m sorry (sorry)
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw it up)
Goin’ nuts (yeah)
Goin’ dumb
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw it up)
Goin’ nuts (yeah)
Goin’ dumb
Okay, big guap chasin’
Big knot havin’
My money stackin’
This shit extravagant (woah)
This for all my niggas
The ones that be traffickin’
All my diamonds African
I might go and matte the Benz
I already had that bitch
Went and got a badder bitch
Persian rug, Alladin shit
Nice foreign hoe like a Latin bitch
I could serve you
Ayy, let me say it one time
Ayy, turn around, baby girl
Let me serve you
Woo, yeah I said that you wet like Squirtle
Yeah, walk around pigeon-toed, got the bird flu (brrr)
And you think you in love, don’t wanna hurt you (woah)
Man I think that I’m done, gotta swerve you
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw it up)
Goin’ nuts (yeah)
Goin’ dumb
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw that shit up)
Goin’ nuts (yeah)
Goin’ dumb
I’m so awesome
I’m so awesome
These niggas so mad it’s exhaustin’
I swear I’m a stunna like Steve Austin
I swear I’m a stunna like Steve Austin
Sauce it up (ooh)
Do too much (ooh)
Where you from? (ooh)
Throw it up (ooh)
Going nuts (ooh)
Going dumb (ooh)
Lil Uzi Vert

Blowin minds – Chief Keef feat. Asap Rocky lyrics

Lyrics Chief Keef – Blowin minds

All new watch, that b*tch blowin minds
When we show up, you know it’s showtime
I don’t skateboard, but I’m on my grind
Hundred thousand, all hundreds, it’ll blow a b*tch mind.

When I was in the jungle we was blowin’ 9s
Just hit a nigga b*tch for the second time
And you know I gotta cross the finish line
You can’t stand me b*tch? Sit it down.

When we in the field, it’s a touchdown
And you know your b*tch is a bustdown
She gon’ turn around and get turnt out
Hopped up in a foreign car, then I burnt out.

I don’t waste time on the FaceTime
R.I.P the p***y, leave it face down
Two best friends at the same time
Two best friends at the same time
Flava Flav clock by my waist line
I find it funny how she blow time
Forward lil mama cause she hold it down
Nickname her Karma ’cause she go around
When she come around, better not f*ck around
Write a couple bars, I bet I blow your mind
Deadly with the pins, I don’t bowl around
Mercedes Benz, I roll around
Like 80 bands, when I walk around.

All new watch, that b*tch blow minds
When we show up, you know it’s showtime
I don’t skateboard, but I’m on my grind
Hundred thousands, all hundreds, it’ll blow a b*tch mind.

When I was in the jungle, we was blowing 9s
Just hit a nigga b*tch for the second time
And you know I gotta cross the finish line
You can’t stand me b*tch? Sit it down.

In the Hellcat, yeah, burning out
Let the window down, yeah, air it out
Lay a nigga down, ooh, lay him down
I’ma hit that bih with a hundred rounds!
All my b*tches bad, and they poking out
Pull up with them knots, yeah, I’m ashin’ out
Aston Martin coupe, yeah, cashing out
All black Rollie, yeah, bust down.

All new watch, that b*tch blow minds
When we show up, you know it’s showtime
I don’t skateboard, but I’m on my grind
Hundred thousands, all hundreds, it’ll blow a b*tch mind.

What’s the word?
I just saw your hoe up on the strip and she look thirsty
Gave that hoe my number, told her call me up for certain
Yeah, I know what’s it’s worth versuri-lyrics.info
Give that p***y up, and if it’s wet, I’ll buy a purse
(I don’t be trickin’) Ridin’ in my Murc’
Seat way back, bumpin’ new Lil Uzi Vert, aye
Diamonds dance like Carlton
You can see them through my shirt, aye
Flexin’ on these niggas, know they see me and it hurt
(Flex, flex, flex, flex, flex)
Flexin’ on these niggas, I be with them geeks
But make one phone call, you get hit up.

All new watch, that b*tch blowin minds
When we show up, you know it’s showtime
I don’t skateboard, but I’m on my grind
Hundred thousands, all hundreds, it’ll blow a b*tch mind.

When I was in the jungle, we was blowing 9’s
Just hit a nigga b*tch for the second time
And you know I gotta cross the finish line
You can’t stand me b*tch? Sit it downnn.
Chief Keef lyrics
Video minds

Mars – Maxo Kream ft. Lil Uzi Vert lyrics

Lyrics Maxo Kream – Mars

Pull out my car it go skrt
Flex on that b***h I’m like swerve
Flex on that b***h till it hurt
Flex on that b***h till it hurt
Yeah I think I’m more than her
I just might stop with the bars
I did them Xannies on earth, I woke up right there on Mars.

Mixing the lean with the perc
Sipping on it till I burp
Venus, Serena I serve
Finger f**k Nina, a perv
I went to Mars on bars
I been to Hell and back
Super charge my dodge
No hemi, I held my cash
Xannies and lean, I’m dozing off
6 double g’s it got me lost
Mixing codeine with alcohol
Poppin the beans with adderall
Choppin a brick like martial art
Flippin the b***h like somersaults
Xannies I pop like tylenol
Cookin’ a pot like stroganoff
She gave me neck when I met her
She gave the crew neck like a sweater
You wear that neck like a sweater
If you knew better do better
I gave her a bar
She hopped in my car
I swerve in a coupe
She blow me like soup.

I do the perkys on purpose
I got the xannies for purchase
Percocet I’m feeling I’m perfect
Wrapper came packed like a turban
I handle bars like a mongoose (bikes)
Six double gs I just popped two
Sippin’ codeine from my ha-choo
Xans with the lean call it thot juice
We not congruent I’m obtuse
I be on her hypotenuse
I take the acid and mushroom
Everything look like a cartoon
I went and bust down a Plain Jane
I take the perkys like Max Payne
Look at my diamonds they gang bang
Say you were Nicki like Mack Maine
Adderall, pop it em Tylenol
Lean in my alcohol
Versuri-lyrics.info
Sipping Codeine got me dozing off
These molly pills I’mma pop em all
Coke pill like a white hoe
Molly tan like a white b***h
Swallow three h**s like tic-tacs
Breaking down the bar like a Kit Kattt.
Maxo Kream lyrics
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Pretty mami – Lil Uzi Vert lyrics

Lyrics Lil Uzi Vert – Pretty  mami

Can’t nobody touch my swag
Can’t nobody touch my swag
Can’t nobody touch my swag
Can’t nobody touch my swag
Baby your times up now (you gotta go)
Why you hating on my gang yeah (you gotta know)(pretty mami)

Let you know, I’ma let you know
You can’t keep em close, diamonds they so froze
Water like a boat
Spanish girl named Rosa, and she from the coast
She know I’m a soldier, girl, I’ll let you know
I’ma let you know
Diamonds they so froze, water like a boat
Spanish girl named Rosa, and she from the coast
Prolly on your poster, get that guap just like I’m posin’
Get that thot just like I versuri-lyrics.info
I’ma let you know, you can’t keep em close
Diamonds they so froze, water like a boat
Spanish girl named Rosa, and she from the coast
She know I’m a soldier
Girl I’ma let you know, I done let you know
Diamonds they so froze, water like a boat
Spanish girl named Rosa, and she from the coast
Prolly on your poster, get that guap just like I’m posin’
Get that thot just like I.

80k a show, 100k a show (alright)
Why my neck so frozen? Why my Rollie golden?
Walking with my .40, and my money showing
Walking with that stunned AP, my money ain’t foldin
Boy I am not slow, you hate on the low
You was still at home, I was on the road
Know that I’m a dog, I’m bad to the bone
Dior my cologne, smoking gas it’s strong
Leave me alone, stop calling my phone
Already know what you’re thinking lil baby, girl, oh I know
She said “Uzi baby, they ain’t got no dough”
Why you’re so dope? You already know.

Let you know, I’ma let you know
You can’t keep em close, diamonds they so froze
Water like a boat
Spanish girl named Rosa, and she from the coast
She know I’m a soldier, girl, I’ll let you know
I’ma let you know
Diamonds they so froze, water like a boat
Spanish girl named Rosa, and she from the coast
Prolly on your poster, get that guap just like I’m posin’
Get that thot just like I.

Girl you took a L and we can see that
Stevie Wonder, Ray Charles, yeah, don’t you see that?
Pockets giant just like Andre .. 3stacks
I get money, f*ck your b***h, stay real, ooh, that’s three facts
Diamonds on my fist, my wrist, my grill, ooh, I mean that
Made your girl swallow my dick like a pill, ooh, don’t relapse
She keeps stalking on my phone, think this thing’s tapped
Diamonds all up in my pinky, think this thing’s tapped
I do not f*ck with these niggas, man I mean that
Woah, money envelope
I was just so broke, I didn’t have hope
Now I’ll.

Let you know, I’ma let you know
You can’t keep up close, diamonds they so froze
Water like a boat
Spanish girl named Rosa, and she from the coast
She know I’m a soldier, girl, I’ll let you know
I done let you know, diamonds they so froze, water like a boat
Spanish girl named Rosa, and she from the coast
Prolly on your poster, get that guap just like I’m posin’
Get that thot just like I.

Can’t nobody touch my swag
Can’t nobody touch my swag
Can’t nobody touch my swag
Can’t nobody touch my swag
Baby your times up now (you gotta go)
Why you hating on my ganggg?(pretty mami)
Lil Uzi Vert lyrics
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Lil Uzi Vert – Malfunction Lyrics

[Chorus]
No one wants to die alone
They don’t wanna miss the show
It’s funny time missed us both
We all got time when we will go
Don’t seem to be over
Seems to be over
Seems to be over
Seems to be over

[Verse 1]
They know she’s mine ’cause I rule her
She says he does fine but I’m cooler
I got way more diamonds than your jeweler
All my girls dress like they work at Hooters
First I get my racks and then I backpack
No, I don’t subtract, I might just add that
Get it on my own, no, you can’t tax that
This that under the table, you can’t track that
Put money ahead and I move with the brick
But I do not need a toaster
Diamond, water, I’m the boatster
Pull up right there in the roadster
She ain’t want me, I was so hurt
I was broke just like Joe Dirt
Where you from, throw it up, nigga
I’m from the lowest part of Earth

[Chorus]
No one wants to die alone
They don’t wanna miss the show
It’s funny time missed us both
We all got time when we will go
Don’t seem to be over
Now it seems to be over
Seems to be over
Seems to be over

[Verse 2]
Over you, yeah
I got two so you know that I can’t lose ya
Moving my savages, you know my boys ‘gone shoot, yeah
Came to the club on my solo tryna groove, yeah
Just keep on walking, it is nothing just to prove, yeah
Oh, yeah his diamonds fake, he can’t fool us
You know it’s Christian Dior all up on my shoes, yeah
White stripes on the arm of my tie, brown suit, ah
You know I pull up and I got my tootah
You know that I don’t go nowhere without my ruler
You know everything that I said was for the mula
I swear that me and your love’s dad called the movers

[Chorus]
No one wants to die alone
They don’t wanna miss the show
It’s funny time missed us both
We all got time when we will go
Don’t seem to be over
Seems to be over
Seems to be over
Seems to be over

[Outro]
Put money ahead and I move with the brick
But I do not need a toaster
Diamond, water, I’m the boatster
Pull up right there in the roadster
She ain’t want me, I was so hurt
I was broke just like Joe Dirt
Where you from, throw it up nigga
I’m from the lowest part of Earth
I told that girl pull up her skirt
I am so high that I don’t wear no shirt
Talk about me, you fuck ’round go get murked
Reject your bitch with my dick when she jerk
I hit it first, Lil Uzi Vert
Know I stay on alert
Know I stay on alert
Know I stay on alert

Lil Uzi Vert – Sauce It Up Lyrics

[Intro]
Sauce it up, ayy
Sauce it up, ayy
Sauce it up, ayy
Goin’ dumb, ayy
Um
Where you from, ayy
Throw it up, ayy
I’m one of the greatest to ever do it
Goin’ dumb (hey)
Goin’ nuts (hey)
Sauce it up (hey)
Sauce it up (hey)
Lil Uzi Vert
Throw it up (hey)
Where you from (hey)
Throw it up (hey)
Where you from (hey)
Going dumb (hey)
Going nuts! (hey)

[Chorus]
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw that shit up)
Goin’ nuts (yeah)
Goin’ dumb
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw that shit up)
Goin’ nuts (yeah)
Goin’ dumb

[Verse 1]
Everyday I’m ballin’, so you know I’m scorin’
My bitch so important, my pockets enormous
These niggas keep hatin’, this is their last warning
Met that girl last night, ooh, fucked her through the morning
Um, no no girl, I’m sorry, hangup girl don’t call me
No, no you will not get me caught up all up on Maury
Cash out, make it rain, no game, Atari
Ride me like a Harley, only boy in the party
I was on the phone, yeah with Playboi Carti
Commes des Garçon, hearts all on my cardi’
I was in a Lamb’, Carti he was in a ‘Rari
I’m gon’ keep on flexin’, if you don’t like me then I’m sorry (sorry)

[Chorus]
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw it up)
Goin’ nuts (yeah)
Goin’ dumb
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw it up)
Goin’ nuts (yeah)
Goin’ dumb

[Verse 2]
Okay, big guap chasin’
Big knot havin’
My money stackin’
This shit extravagant (woah)
This for all my niggas
Them ones that be traffickin’
All my diamonds African
I might go and matte the Benz
I already had that bitch
Went and got a badder bitch
Persian rug, Aladdin shit
Nice foreign hoe like a latin bitch
I could serve you
Ayy, let me say it one time
Ayy, turn around, baby girl
Let me serve you
Woo, yeah I said that you wet like Squirtle
Yeah, walk around pigeon-toed, got the bird flu (brrr)
And you think you in love, don’t wanna hurt you (woah)
Man I think that I’m done, gotta swerve you

[Chorus]
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw it up)
Goin’ nuts (yeah)
Goin’ dumb
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw that shit up)
Goin’ nuts (yeah)
Goin’ dumb

[Outro]
I’m so awesome
I’m so awesome
These niggas so bad it’s exhaustin’
I swear I’m a stunna like Steve Austin
I swear I’m a stunna like Steve Austin
Sauce it up (ooh)
Do too much (ooh)
Where you from? (ooh)
Throw it up (ooh)
Going nuts (ooh)
Going dumb (ooh)

[Outro]
Lil Uzi Vert

Lil Uzi Vert – Dark Queen Lyrics

[Intro]
Dear momma
Love you momma
I ain’t goin, momma
That be Maaly Raw

[Chorus]
Dear momma
I don’t wanna sign off (no way)
Outchea getting commas (commas)
Like my dad, I’m a grinder (oh yeah)
She don’t want me locked up (locked up)
Momma I’m gon’ wash up (wash up)
Whip my wrist it lock up (yeah)
All my diamonds rocked up (oh yeah)
I don’t wanna sign off (woah)

[Verse 1]
Momma love me so I can do no wrong (do no wrong)
Momma in the trap so this her favorite song (favorite song)
I’m gon’ get them racks lil baby they so long
Said I wasn’t nothing but I came in strong
You got the best advice but I won’t call (no way)
I know I’m grown so I do not need ya’ll (I got it)
And if i get locked up, mom change the law (oh yeah)
You fix everything so that’s what I thought
When I was small momma made me tall (made me tall)
Even though I’m daddy pup she still gon’ wipe my paws
Don’t care about this money, don’t care about them cars (she drivin’)
Lose my momma that’s a problem you can’t solve

[Chorus]
Dear momma
I don’t wanna sign off (no way)
Out here getting commas (commas)
Like my dad, I’m a grinder (oh yeah)
She don’t want me locked up (locked up)
Momma I’m gon’ wash up (wash up)
Whip my wrist it lock up (yeah)
All my diamonds rocked up (oh yeah)
I don’t wanna sign off (woah)

[Verse 2]
Now I got the game in a headlock (headlock)
Never catch me lackin’ run a red light (no lackin’ shorty, skrrt)
Bitch we talk in codes we the red slugs (on folk n’em)
They tried to break my safe I had a deadlock (deadlock)
Momma used to bag in the day time (day time)
Momma got that bag by the night time (night time)
Was on thirty second street I was like 8 then (I ain’t crumblin’)
Moved to FrancisVille and met my real friends (bah)
Momma said stay down there ‘fore you get hurt (1600)
That was way before I was Lil Uzi Vert (1600)
Momma saw me in action it could’ve got worse (1600)
I know that my momma know I’m shootin’ first

[Chorus]
Dear momma
I don’t wanna sign off (no way)
Outchea getting commas (commas)
Like my dad, I’m a grinder (oh yeah)
She don’t want me locked up (locked up)
Momma I’m gon’ wash up (yeah)
Whip my wrist it lock up (yeah)
All my diamonds rocked up (oh yeah)
I don’t wanna sign off (woah)

[Outro]
Dear momma (1600)
Love you momma
That’s my momma (1600 block)

Philthy Rich – Water Leak (feat. Lil Uzi Vert, Offset & Sauce Walka)

[Hook : Offset]
Bust down, all gold Philipe
Bentley with the red velvet seats yeah
Stars in the ceiling go to sleep
Bricks on the water got them wrapped up in the reef
I don’t wanna talk I let the money do a speech
Yeah, the diamonds cost a lot but get the FN for free
A potato with the Draco, shootin’ out the backseat
Drippin’ everywhere my diamonds got a water leak

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
That bitch looks at my chain, she said ‘boy, that shit so rocky’
Aye, boy I know ’bout you
Your new bitch my old option, yea
Got my shooters with me, only got one hoe ’round me
I don’t even trust that bitch that’s why I got my pole ’round me
Might jump in some Rafs, I don’t jump in no J’s, aye
Your bitch she all in my face, aye
My brother be servin’ them J’s, damn
My shooters aim at your face, damn
Boy you ain’t scraping up plate, aye
Boy you ain’t movin’ a base, aye
Tell me how long do it take, aye
Tell me how long do it take

[Hook : Offset]
Bust down, all gold Philipe
Bentley with the red velvet seats yeah
Stars in the ceiling go to sleep
Bricks on the water got them wrapped up in the reef
I don’t wanna talk I let the money do a speech
Yeah, the diamonds cost a lot but get the FN for free
A potato with the Draco, shootin’ out the backseat
Drippin’ everywhere my diamonds got a water leak

[Verse 2: Philthy Rich]
Diamonds on me drippin’ water wet
They baller blockin’, referee need to call a tech
I need a diamond tester cause he need his diamonds checked
The labels talkin’ ’bout they got a million dollar check
The last time I checked a couple million on my neck
So, tell ’em call back I can’t sign for nothing less
The first nigga you seen with the rose gold Patek
Pourin’ up the lean glass bottle with a TEC
Free JW, yeah shout out to the Jets
Pull up in the Wraith, I used to pull up in the Lex’
Flexin’ with my new bitch, she stuntin’ on my ex
Stones lookin’ cuban but need a diamond test
Broke nigga, let’s sleep, yeah I think you need some rest
I’m sippin’ Actavis, that nigga sippin’ Qualitest
I keep a chopper on me, rest in peace that nigga Dex
No, you was not my homie you a pussy like the rest
It’s Philthy nigga

[Hook : Offset]
Bust down, all gold Philipe
Bentley with the red velvet seats yeah
Stars in the ceiling go to sleep
Bricks on the water got them wrapped in the reef
I don’t wanna talk I let the money do a speech
Yeah, the diamonds cost a lot but get the FN for free
A potato with the Draco, shootin’ out the backseat
Drippin’ everywhere my diamonds got a water leak

[Verse 3: Sauce Walka]
300 thousand on jewelry, boy this not new to me
Cause I look foolery
I been the king of ballin’ in the coolery
[?] quarter million way before I was 23
Niggas rappin’ ’bout life like a eulogy
It ain’t my faulty these niggas ain’t blewed as me
All this flavor I’m drippin’ influencin’
Bitches pay the [?], now I’m the smoothie king
I’m the lord of the South like they movie Ring
I’m the lord of these hoes just like Jesus is
I make bitches want chocolate like [?] did
Diamonds is so [?], I can’t see where my piece is
I own so many houses, just might lease a crib
I might throw some diamonds on my baby bill
Or a pacifier, I’m the sauce messiah
Nigga tell you different he a fucking liar

[Hook : Offset]
Bust down, all gold Philipe
Bentley with the red velvet seats yeah
Stars in the ceiling go to sleep
Bricks on the water got them wrapped in the reef
I don’t wanna talk I let the money do a speech
Yeah, the diamonds cost a lot but get the FN for free
A potato with the Draco, shootin’ out the backseat
Drippin’ everywhere my diamonds got a water leak

You was right – Lil Uzi Vert lyrics

Lyrics Lil Uzi Vert – You was right

Hit it from the back, watch a nigga bless you
(If Young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot you)
Cryin’ in my arms like a nigga wrecked you
(Metro Boomin’ want some more, nigga).(you was right)

Ya alright, alright, alright
You was right, I was wrong
Ya, I should’ve never ever took her home
Ya, I should’ve just boned
Ya, fantasy on my phone
Ya, hit it from the back, watch a nigga bless you
Ya, cryin’ in my arms like a nigga wrecked you
Talkin’ ’bout a broken heart, runnin’ to the restroom.

Looked at my mama just like we rich
Looked at my b*tch like we rich
Said we ain’t got no minor setbacks
Countin’ all that money, told that nigga just to bet that
I, I know that you ain’t got it, boy, why you ain’t just say that?
They see I got that money, now his b*tch like, “I said that”
I don’t pay that ho no mind, I been had that
When I saw my girl, yeah you know I had to bag that
And before me f*ck niggas yeah, they had that
Five niggas in includin’ me I had to back back
Try to diss me, I take it to your family
I f*ck your sister then make sure that she vanish.

Ya alright, alright, alright
You was right, I was wrong
Ya, I should’ve never ever took her home
Ya, I should’ve just boned
Ya, fantasy on my phone
Ya, hit it from the back, watch a nigga bless you
Ya, cryin’ in my arms like a nigga wrecked you
Talkin’ ’bout a broken heart, runnin’ to the restroom
Ya alright, alright, alright versuri-lyrics.info
You was right, I was wrong
Ya, I should’ve never ever took her home
Ya, I should’ve just boned
Ya, fantasy on my phone
Ya, hit it from the back, watch a nigga bless you
Ya, cryin’ in my arms like a nigga wrecked you
Talkin’ ’bout a broken heart, runnin’ to the restroom, yeahhh.

Even though we in the same room
You just locked the door, so I gotta text you
Like bae unlock the door I got to use the restroom
Like I don’t want a war, wanna caress you.

Ya alright, alright, alright
You was right, I was wrong
Ya, I should’ve never ever took her home
Ya, I should’ve just boned
Ya, fantasy on my phone
Ya, hit it from the back, watch a nigga bless you
Ya, cryin’ in my arms like a nigga wrecked you
Talkin’ ’bout a broken heart, runnin’ to the restroommm.
Lil Uzi Vert lyrics
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Do what I want – Lil Uzi Vert lyrics

Lyrics Lil Uzi Vert – Do what I want

Uhmm, I’m on some sh*t like
/Now I do what I want, now I do what I want./(x6)

Everybody know I’m better, yeah
Yeah I’m better, yeah
It don’t matter, ay, Pocket fatter, aye
Nowadays I’m on my haters they got sadder, ay
That’s money longer, yeah
Different song bruh, yeah
Different producer, yeah
I can do anything and I won’t lose her
She got right with a winner, left that loser, aye
Talking sh*t, boy make me get my Ruger, yeah I said my Ruger
All my niggas they shooters versuri-lyrics.info
Rocking them grills all the way till my tooth hurt, yeah
Oh he cold? Well I swear that I’m cooler
That ain’t no Rollie b*tch this is a Franck Muller
Yeah a Franck Muller.

Boy I started on the bottom, made my way to the top
Boy I’m gon’ keep winning, no I cannot stop
‘Member I had a little, turned that sh*t to a lot
Always been one hundred, put that on my block
Used to want a 4 door, now I want that drop, Yeah
/Now I do what I want, now I do what I want./(x6)

Girl, you see me getting this money, woah, please don’t front
Hunt & Fish Club where I’m eating, woah, what’s for lunch?
And them boys back home be talking but I won’t get touched
Stay to myself how I survive, no one who I trust
No one who I trust
Who them niggas? No, they not with us
All these girls, yeah they ride with us
I don’t pay em’ no mind, because I just want the bucks.

Boy I started on the bottom, made my way to the top
Boy I’m gon’ keep winning, no I cannot stop
‘Member I had a little, turnt that sh*t to a lot
Always been one hundred, put that on my block
Used to want a 4 door, now I want that drop, skrt skrt
Now I do what I waaant, now I do what I waaant
Now I do what I waaant, now I do what I waaant
Now I do what I waaant, now I do what I wanttt.
Lil Uzi Vert lyrics
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Xo tour lif3 – Lil Uzi Vert lyrics

Lyrics Lil Uzi Vert – Xo tour lif3

Are you alright?
I’m alright, I’m quite alright
And my money’s right
8..(xo tour lif3)

I don’t really care if you cry
On the real you should’ve never lied
Should’ve saw the way she looked me in my eyes
She said baby I am not afraid to, die
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge.

Phantom that’s all red
Inside all white
Like something you ride a sled down
I just want that head
My Brittany got mad
I’m really her man now
Everybody got the same swag now
One way that I trap now
Stackin my bands all the way to the top
All the way till my bands fallin over
Every time that you leave your spot
Your girlfriend call me like “Come on over”
I like the way that she treat me
Gon’ leave you, won’t leave me
I’m callin that Casanova
She said I’m insane now
I might blow my brain out
Xanny numb the pain out
Please, Xanny make it go away
I’m committed, not addicted but it keep controlling me
All that pain, now I can’t feel it, I swear that it’s slowing me (yeahhh).

I don’t really care if you cry
On the real, you should’ve never lied
Saw the way she looked me in my eyes
She said I am not afraid to, die
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead (yeah)
All my friends are dead (yeah).

That is not your swag I swear you faking
Yeah these niggas wanna take my cadence
Rain on ’em, thunderstorm, rain on ’em
Medicine, lil nigga take some
Fast car, Nascar, race on
In the club they got no ones, we were baked now
Clothes from overseas versuri-lyrics.info
Got the racks and they all C-Notes
You is not a G though
Look at you stackin’ all your money, it all green though
I was counting that and you got twenties, that’s a G-roll.

She said
You’re the worst, you’re the worst
I cannot die because this my universe.

I don’t really care if you cry
On the real, you should’ve never lied
Should’ve saw the way she looked me in my eyes
She said baby I am not afraid to, die
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edgeee.(xo tour lif3)
Lil Uzi Vert lyrics
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Lil Uzi Vert, Quavo & Travis Scott – Go Off

[Intro: Quavo]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Hook: Quavo & Travis Scott]
One more ride (ride) one more race (ride)
We go all out, we don’t play
One more ride, one more race
We don’t slow down, ain’t no brakes
I’ma go off (yeah) I’ma ride tonight (yeah)
It don’t matter what we face
I’ma go off (I’ma ride tonight)
I’m the master of my fate
I’ma go off (I’ma go off)
I’ma go off (I’ma go off)
I gotta go now

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Taking off and I’m riding on the road now
Hit the gas, no brakes, gotta go now
Put my life on the line, yeah it’s on me
Blood rushing through my veins, no IV
Ride, switching lanes, you can’t stop me
You can smell the propane when you pass me (propane)
Ride for the gang because I’m the chief (gang gang)
Helicopter hovering, it’s high speed
Chase, drive, straight
I’mma, race, to the, cake
Flame, on it, no chain, on me
All of, us, became, homies

[Hook: Quavo & Travis Scott]
One more ride (ride) one more race (race)
We go all out, we don’t play
One more ride, one more race
We don’t slow down, ain’t no brakes
I’ma go off (yeah) I’ma ride tonight (yeah)
It don’t matter what we face
I’ma go off (I’ma ride tonight)
I’m the master of my fate
I’ma go off (I’ma go off)
I’ma go off (I’ma go off)
I gotta go now

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Nine-nine, nine-nine (yeah)
You’re rocking with the ether child in overdrive
Yeah yeah, I-5 to I-9
We go all niiiiight, yeah (straight up!)
Double 0 speed, double 0 Chevy
I hit the fourth gear, hope I don’t drift
Souped up cars all around me
Hot-boxing at a high speed
One lane driving
Bad thing beside me
One more time on the road (it’s lit)
One more time ‘fore we go

[Hook: Quavo & Travis Scott]
One more ride (ride) one more race (race)
We go all out, we don’t play
One more ride, one more race
We don’t slow down, ain’t no brakes
I’ma go off (yeah) I’ma ride tonight (yeah)
It don’t matter what we face
I’ma go off (I’ma ride tonight)
I’m the master of my fate
I’ma go off (I’ma go off)
I’ma go off (I’ma go off)
I gotta go now

[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
Gotta go now, gotta go
Swervin’ in my whip can’t slow down
Driving fancy cars, boy I’m on the road now
Automatic start, my Vic take a code now
Yeah, rockstar, heavy metal, no guitar
Why you pay so much for your Nissan? Because it’s GTR
First I shift it, click it, burning rubber like I’m moving dark
Drive at night, I chop my top so I can relate to the stars
Yeah, relate to the stars
I’ma race you for a pink slip
I got nitrous in my car so tell me what you thinkin’
My adrenaline start pumpin’ so I been stopped blinkin’

[Hook: Quavo & Travis Scott]
One more ride (ride) one more race (race)
We go all out, we don’t play
One more ride, one more race
We don’t slow down, ain’t no brakes
I’ma go off (yeah) I’ma ride tonight (yeah)
It don’t matter what we face
I’ma go off (I’ma go off)
I’ma go off (I’ma go off)
I gotta go now

Go off – Lil Uzi Vert feat. Travis Scott lyrics

Lyrics Lil Uzi Vert – Go off

One more ride (ride) one more race (ride)
We go all out, we don’t play
One more ride, one more race
We don’t slow down, ain’t no brakes
I’ma go off (yeah) I’ma ride tonight (yeah)
It don’t matter what we face
I’ma go off (I’ma ride tonight)
I’m the master of my fate
I’ma go off (I’ma go off)
I’ma go off (I’ma go off)
I gotta go now.

Taking off and I’m riding on the road now
Hit the gas, no brakes, gotta go now
Put my life on the line, yeah it’s on me
Blood rushing through my veins, no IV
Ride, switching lanes, you can’t stop me
You can smell the propane when you pass me (propane)
Ride for the gang because I’m the chief (gang gang)
Helicopter hovering, it’s high speed
Chase, drive, straight
I’mma, race, to the, cake
Flame, on it, no chain, on me
All of, us, became, homies.

One more ride (ride) one more race (race)
We go all out, we don’t play
One more ride, one more race
We don’t slow down, ain’t no brakes
I’ma go off (yeah) I’ma ride tonight (yeah)
It don’t matter what we face
I’ma go off (I’ma ride tonight)
I’m the master of my fate
I’ma go offff (I’ma go offff)
I’ma go offff (I’ma go offff)
I gotta go now.

Nine-nine, nine-nine (yeah)
You’re rocking with the ether child in overdrive
Yeah yeah, I-5 to I-9
We go all niiiiight, yeah (straight up!)
Double 0 speed, double 0 Chevy
I hit the fourth gear, hope I don’t drift
Souped up cars all around me
Hot-boxing at a high speed
One lane driving
Bad thing beside me
One more time on the road (it’s lit)
One more time ‘fore we go.

One more ride (ride) one more race (race)
We go all out, we don’t play
One more ride, one more race
We don’t slow down, ain’t no brakes
I’ma go off (yeah) I’ma ride tonight (yeah)
It don’t matter what we face
I’ma go offff (I’ma go offff)
I’ma go offff (I’ma go offff)
I gotta go now.

Gotta go now, gotta go
Swervin’ in my whip can’t slow down
Driving fancy cars, boy I’m on the road now
Automatic start, my Vic take a code now
Yeah, rockstar, heavy metal, no guitar
Why you pay so much for your Nissan? Because it’s GTR
First I shift it, click it, burning rubber like I’m moving dark
Drive at night, I chop my top so I can relate to the stars
Yeah, relate to the stars versuri-lyrics.info
I’ma race you for a pink slip
I got nitrous in my car so tell me what you thinkin’
My adrenaline start pumpin’ so I been stopped blinkin’.

One more ride (ride) one more race (race)
We go all out, we don’t play
One more ride, one more race
We don’t slow down, ain’t no brakes
I’ma go off (yeah) I’ma ride tonight (yeah)
It don’t matter what we face
I’ma go offf (I’ma go offff)
I’ma go offff (I’ma go offff)
I gotta go nowww.
Lil Uzi Vert lyrics
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Luv scars – Lil Uzi Vert lyrics

Lyrics Lil Uzi Vert – Luv Scars

So much water on my neck might need a bowl or something
So many different girls I got a load of ’em (yeah!)
Why you always hating, go and get you some
Girl, why you always tripping when you know it’s love
Walk around, cuban link, my Patek is flooded
Now my pockets super deep, flooded with them hundreds (ooh!)
Flooded with them hundreds (damn!)
Flooded with them hundreds
What you thought it wasn’t?(luv scars)

And it’s sixteen-hundred
Try to take my soul my young niggas they coming
I remember when they said that I was nothing
I can’t trust my brother, I can’t trust my cousin
No, let me take my time versuri-lyrics.info
I want every girl like I can’t make my mind
I spent eighty-thousand just to flood the time
I don’t wear no Hanes, my T-shirt Saint Laurent
I just made a whole bag from like half of a show
I still got some boys sad, moving bags of the dope
Yeah you know I got that cash, you can get flashed on the low
Just because you knew my dad don’t mean that I put you close.

So much water on my neck might need a bowl or something
So many different girls I got a load of ’em (yeah!)
Why you always hating, go and get you some
Girl, why you always tripping when you know it’s love
Walk around, cuban link, my Patek is flooded
Now my pockets super deep, flooded with them hundreds (ooh!)
Flooded with them hundreds (damn!)
Flooded with them hundreds
What you thought it was?

I’ve been by myself so I’m not losing help
I don’t need you niggas, look like you can’t tell
Can’t do nothing around you because we know you ‘gone tell
Niggas I grew up with got a five-star room in Hell
Why? Cause they not loyal
Can’t believe we grew up in the soil (fuck nigga!)
Tell my niggas I got them with lawyers
Man, I wish I would knew I would’ve won (would’ve won!)
Man, I wish I would knew I would’ve won
They killed ninety right there on the corner
I miss Chico I swear that’s my brother
Looking down on me right with his mother.

So much water on my neck might need a bowl or something
So many different girls I got a load of ’em (yeah!)
Why you always hating, go and get you some
Girl, why you always tripping when you know it’s love
Walk around, cuban link, my Patek is flooded
Now my pockets super deep, flooded with them hundreds (ooh!)
Flooded with them hundreds (damn!)
Flooded with them hundreds
What you thought it wasss?(luv scars)
Lil Uzi Vert lyrics
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Taylor Bennett – Nobody Tell A Name (feat. Raury)

[Bridge: Raury ]
Yeah, uh

[Hook: Raury]
You don’t need to wonder if I blow
There’s alot of it
On my Koji Kondo shit, on my Koji Kondo
Technicolor platinum silver goals on my front some shit
On my Koji Kondo shit, on my Koji Kondo
This Atlanta, South Chicago flows
Yeah we run this shit
Don’t you even front bout it, don’t you even front bout it

[Verse 1: Raury]
Throw the peace sign, there’s nothing I be high
As two-pilot propeller planes
Got hella flame for the fuckboys that sell they fame
The pigs come round’, nobody tell a name
Nobody tell a name, nobody tell a name
The pigs come round’, nobody tell a name

[Verse 2: Taylor Bennett]
My bitch bought me a Gucci shirt
I’m turnt up like Lil Uzi Vert
Fuck with me you might get murk
My clique draped in all type of
For my Libra moves all types of work
My gang out here, my gang out there
Im with them hoods that you can’t go
Atlanta like my second hoe
My side bitch if we technical

[Verse 3: Raury]
No nigga this fresh you know
Dressed like a professional, turquoise on my necklace though
You be on that west and coast
Always on the dash you know, sorry I ain’t checking though
I’m just out in Texas though, meetin Texans, sext these hoes
I’m not even flexing though
It’s just my confessional, it’s just my confessional

Uppin downers – Lil Uzi Vert lyrics

Lyrics Lil Uzi Vert – Uppin downers

I don’t wanna go if it’s not no pills there (no)
I’m from 1600, know some niggas still there (yeah)
Tweak… Damn, DJ Plugg, you just killed it
Yeah, get it, please, please, yeahhh.(uppin downers)

I take Addy just to keep me up
I take Xanny just to bring me down
I take Molly just to keep me up
Took a 30 just to bring me down
After your b*tch done booting up
Then she turn her frown upside down
Went to the store like, “Add me up”
Told that f*ck nigga, “Go wipe me down”
I was on Addy to keep me up
I was on Xanny to bring me down
I was on Molly to keep me up
I was on 30’s to bring me down
I was on Addy to keep me up
I was on Xanny to bring me down
I was on Molly to keep me up
I was on 30’s to bring me down.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. (x4)

I don’t wanna go if it’s not no pills there (no)
I’m from 1600, know some niggas still there (yeah)
Tweakin’ and geekin’ off Molly and Xanny and Perky and Addy (whoo)
Gettin’ this money, my hundreds so crispy, I’m gettin’ this cabbage
Still the same nigga, eat my salmon black
Told that nigga I f*cked on his b*tch gladly
That lil’ b*tch mad ’cause she really can’t have me
She sucked my d*ck with a piece of candy
Looked in my eyes, said she can’t stand me
Talk to my foreign, it talkin’ right back
10 double G’s and I’m takin’ ’em things
Jump in the ‘Rari, everything went black.

I take Addy just to keep me up
I take Xanny just to bring me down
I take Molly just to keep me up
Took a 30 just to bring me down
After your b*tch done booting up
Then she turn her frown upside down
Went to the store like, “Add me up”
Told that f*ck nigga, “Go wipe me down”
I was on Addy to keep me up
I was on Xanny to bring me down
I was on Molly to keep me up
I was on 30’s to bring me down
I was on Addy to keep me up
I was on Xanny to bring me down
I was on Molly to keep me up
I was on 30’s to bring me down.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.(x4)

All of my diamonds, they start wit’ V
Swerve in the ‘Rari, it ain’t got no key
All of you rappers are hot to me
Because y’all all remind me of me
I was just normal, I went through a portal
Now my life changed like I’m Mr. D
f*ck that bih once, then I dip
f*ck that bih once, then I dip
f*ck that bih once, then I dip
f*ck that bih once, then I dip
f*ck the b*tch once, then I hit delete
She so wet, might have to repeat
She drink the pints of the lean
She drink the pints of the lean
I smoke the pounds of the green
She was on Oxy by 3
She was on Oxy by 3
She was on Roxi and E
She put her body on me
She throw her body on me
I am first ’cause I’m A1 and you Z
Takin’ Addys ’til I really can’t seee.(uppin downers)
Lil Uzi Vert lyrics
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