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I Gotta

Lil Uzi Vert

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I Gotta

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YeahLil uzi vert, hahaI been smackin' so hard, man (yeah, yeah)This shit so (yeah)Look, it go hard (I love you, star boy)Watch (yeah)Little bitch suck it up right in the chair (yeah)I don't know that bitch but I told her: Come here (yeah)I got the guap, my name is symere (ayy)It's nice to meet you, now, who is that there? (ayy)That is your friend? Oh, do you share? (uh-huh)Won't tell nobody, baby, I swear (shh, what?)That is two baddies, the grand finaleI got a check, look like a tally (yeah)Stay with the bands just like the tali'Um, my clan don't matter the climateUm, one day, yeah, I'ma go diamond (what?)Yeah, that's the reason I keep climbin' (hey)Had to go run back the swag like a heismanWent to the dentist, that boy like I'm rodmanPull up, a srt 8 like o'reillyFirst car a lambo' like, fuck Maserati (skrrt)I got a ridiculous whip (yeah)I got a ridiculous wrist (yeah)I got a ridiculous bitch (yeah)My opps, they sick because I'm rich (woah)No, it's no way, ballin' like thisI shoot my shot, shit go swish (swish)Don't care 'bout no thot, ain't missin' no bitch (uh-huh)Niggas, they funny, ridiculousness (yeah)I got a ridiculous whip (yeah)I got a ridiculous wrist (yeah)I got a ridiculous bitch (yeah)My opps, they sick because I'm rich (woah)No, it's no way, ballin' like thisI shoot my shot, shit go swish (swish)Don't care 'bout no thot, ain't missin' no bitch (uh-huh)Niggas they funny, ridiculousness (yeah)Trap on the block, I'm missin' the zip (woo, woo)Ride through my block, your whip'll get flipped (woo, woo)If he owe me money then I'm chippin' his bitch (yeah, yeah)These niggas pussy, just missin' a slit (yeah)What's the location? Got sticks in this bitch (yeah)I paid a lot so no missin' the hit (uh-uh)I took his thot, got him missin' his bitch (frrp)Countin' the guap while I'm dickin' your chick (okay)Trap out the uber, do hit out the lyftDon't shop at saks, I can't do that lil' fifthThese niggas don't even know I existI fuck his bitch and that shit like a mythUh, marni on marni, need moreShe clean it up like the dick was a choreMoney on top but it start from the floorWe done bought everything up in the storeLittle bitch suck it up right in the chair (yeah)I don't know that bitch but I told her: Come here (yeah)I got the guap, my name is symere (ayy)It's nice to meet you, now, who is that there? (ayy)That is your friend? Oh, do you share? (uh-huh)Won't tell nobody, baby, I swear (shh, what?)That is two baddies, the grand finaleI got a check, look like a tally (yeah)Stay with the bands just like the taliUm, my clan don't matter the climateUm, one day, yeah, I'ma go diamond (what?)Yeah, that's the reason I keep climbin' (hey)Had to go run back the swag like a heismanWent to the dentist, that boy like I'm rodmanPull up, a srt 8 like o'reillyFirst car a lambo' like, fuck Maserati (skrrt)Oh, yeah, by the way, I went diamond
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