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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeCome This Way
Ayy, Lil Uzi Vert, ayyAyy, bae pull up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)Woah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)(Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)Yeah, what?Took your girl, now you can't find herYeah, she in my kitchen, whip it up like BenihanaYeah, she roll with me 'cause I'm known to stack the commasShe will not play me every time I try to hollerCome this way, come this way, yeahCome this way, come this way, yeahCome this way, come this way, yeahCome this way, come this way, yeahBoy, I get so fly that I could've been a stylist (Yeah)Undercover tee and Goyard all on my wallet (What?)What I spent on Wang could've sent my bitch to college (Ayy)Alexander McQueen, Number (N) ine my jeansYeah, I'm lookin' oh so clean, oh, uh, yeah, I get it nowThese girls like the way I dressSo these niggas wanna steal my styleNever really care but these niggas tryna kill my styleI'm not talkin' 'bout them niggas, there's too many girls around (Girls around)There's too many girls around (Girls around)She don't want me then the world go 'roundTake a bath in the money, bitch, roll aroundFor you she's going upFor me she's going downYeah, going down, slow it down (Hey)Know she cook like Benihana so she throwin' down (Yeah)I'm the shit and she know it now (Know it now)Told her come this way and she turn around (Yeah)Yeah, what?Took your girl, now you can't find herYeah, she in my kitchen, whip it up like Benihana (What, what?)Yeah, she roll with me 'cause I'm known to stack the commas (Yeah)She will not play me every time I try to hollerCome this way, come this way, yeahCome this way, come this way, yeahCome this way, come this way, yeahCome this way, come this way, yeahSmoking on some high dreamGot my eyes red, I might need some Visine (Yeah)Swervin' in a Lambo', not a i8 (Not a motherfuckin' i8)I keep stuffing money in my safeIt will not close, yeah (Woah)Move like a soldierI throw my bows up like the Magnolia, yeah (Magnolia)You can not hold her, yeah (Why?)Diamonds got colder like it's pneumonia (Water)Move around with a badder chick (Yeah)She a shooter, yeah, you know she got a felony (Jeez)I ain't with that tellin' shit, swear it ain't shit you could tell on meHe be hatin' 'cause where I am he will never be (Come on, girl)Yeah, what?Took your girl, now you can't find herYeah, she in my kitchen, whip it up like Benihana (What, what?)Yeah, she roll with me 'cause I'm known to stack the commas (Yeahh)She will not play me every time I try to hollerCome this way, come this way, yeahCome this way, come this way, yeahCome this way, come this way, yeahCome this way, come this way, yeah
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