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Died and Came Back

Lil Uzi Vert

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Died and Came Back

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This shit forever, I'm lil uzi vertI can't stop goin'WoahRigatoni is not spaghettiRacks is not the same as fettiPills and the casa' got me deadyFuckin' her off the perc', ain't readyI'ma do everything you let meNo first class, I'm always on jettiesPay everything cash, no, I don't do creditYou worryin' 'bout savings, I'm worryin' 'bout checkingsRigatoni is not spaghettiRacks is not the same as fettiPills and the casa' got me deadyFuckin' her off the perc', ain't readyI'ma do everything you let meNo first class, I'm always on jettiesPay everything cash, no, I don't do creditYou worryin' 'bout savings, I'm worryin' 'bout checkingsI died and came backYour voice don't sound the same, get your range backWhen the fuck did they bring these lames back? (lame)You said you fucked my bitch (I fucked your bitch too, woah)But you ain't even go get your chains back (huh?)They ran up in your criband took your platinum plaques (yeah)I thought that you was [?] , what's up with that?(what's up with it?)I like the crips 'cause the money in my pocket blueI be with the bloods and they all say: SoowooWhat you paid for your rent, I paid that for my shoesIf you try to diss me, boy, that's a lose-loseMoncler on me since luv is rage 2When I made the first luv is rage, it was canadian gooseI'm on probation, the government hatin'can't even see my canadian booI'm never fakin', I dress like I'm asiandon't care what they say, I'm makin' it throughIce on my neck, bought my mama a new homeMy wrist cost a damn jewelyou ain't never seen me with a two-toneMy crib residential, but I also got two homesDon't cheat on my bitch, but I still got me two phonesI still see demons in the darkI still see demons in the darkDemon engine inside of a trackhawkThey pretendin', don't speak if it ain't rack talk (woah)Rigatoni is not spaghettiRacks is not the same as fettiPills and the casa' got me deadyFuckin' her off the perc', ain't readyI'ma do everything you let meNo first class, I'm always on jettiesPay everything cash, no, I don't do creditYou worryin' 'bout savings, I'm worryin' 'bout checkingsRigatoni is not spaghettiRacks is not the same as fettiPills and the casa' got me deadyFuckin' her off the perc', ain't readyI'ma do everything you let meNo first class, I'm always on jettiesPay everything cash, no, I don't do creditYou worryin' 'bout savings, I'm worryin' 'bout checkingsI died and came backYour voice don't sound the same, get your range backWhen the fuck did they bring these lames back?You said you fucked my bitch (I fucked your bitch too)
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