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Lil Uzi Vert

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(Ayy, let me hear that ho, Jeff) I get the bands, count the blue cheese, I do that shit for fun (beep, beep) For every mil' I pop a pill, I do that shit 'til I'm dumb (dumb) I had your girl, she at my crib, that was a one-on-one (one) Smokin' a pack, full of that gas, almost lost my lung (my lung) I just want cash, need a gas mask, this shit smell like skunk 1600, got a couple opps in this city, and they all gon' hunt (frrah) The FN-57 all on my waist, no need for me to pop the trunk (trunk, you too) You keep tryna make me one cup, but you can't pour my love (my love) You should enjoy your whole day 'cause I am good, my love (I'm good, my love) How you keep tryn' make me fuck but you need-need one suck? Both of my pockets, they stuffed, uh Bank account tryna keep up (whoa, yeah) I can never go bankrupt (whoa, yeah) I put your bitch in the tub, yeah I don't believe in good luck (yeah, I don't) Knuck if you buck, make her nut (what? What?) She never slept in my house (house) Hit it twelve times in my own Bentley truck, yeah I fucking get all the drugs, yeah Sometimes I check on my plug, yeah I get money with some crips, yeah I get money with some bloods, yeah What you don't know? Uh You ain't never seen my other side Complexion is from my mother's side Don't got the ways on my brother's side (no) I will give you almost everything (everything) You know that bitch is like some of mine (no) Rockin' Vetements from the summer line (summer line) And you know it is the wintertime (yeah) I get the bands, count the blue cheese (woo) I do that shit for fun (slatt, let's go, fun) For every mil' I pop a pill, I do that shit 'til I'm dumb (dumb, dumb) I had your girl, she at my crib, that was a one-on-one (one, one) Smokin' a back full of that gas, almost lost my lung (my lungs) I don't smoke trash, need a gas mask, this shit smell like skunk (skunk, skunk) 1600, got a couple opps in this city, and they all gon' hunt (frrah) The FN-57 all on my waist, no need for me to pop the trunk (trunk) You keep tryna make me one cup, but you keep pouring my love (yeah) You keep tryna make me one cup, but you keep pouring my love (huh, huh) You keep tryna make me come, but you can't buy my love (huh, huh) I don't need to cover my jeans Why would I make a thot of my queen? (My queen, yeah) She wanna fuck my team, I could blow that bitch to smithereens (let's go) I said f******ur team, we pulled up just like the marines (the marines, yeah) Nigga don't want no beef, I ain't never never eatin' no Jimmy Dean's, yeah Yeah, as far as I go my bean She sniff coke, that lil' bitch a fiend, yeah Yeah, she not coutin' money Not crack cards, but you know I'm not rich, ayy Y'all niggas, y'all too funny Jim Carrey me, myself, and Irene (Irene) I might start sellin' trees, just the way I always got leaves (yeah) I might start sellin' plants, just the way your bitch ate up T (yeah) Chanel, bro, came out of clam, this shit on my neck look like beads, ayy I get the bands, count the blue cheese (ayy yeah) I do that shit for fun (yeah, yeah, let's go, fun) For every mil' I pop a pill, I do that shit 'til I'm dumb (dumb-dumb) I had your girl, she at my crib, that was a one-on-one (one, one) Smokin' a back full of that gas, almost lost my lung (my lungs) I don't smoke trash need a gas mask This shit smell like skunk (smell like skunk) 1600, got a couple opps in this city, and they all gon' hunt (frrah) The FN-57 all on my waist, no need for me to pop the trunk (trunk) You keep tryna make me one cup, but you keep pourin' my love (love)

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Symere Bysil Woods

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Submitted on October 9, 2022 by Anonymous

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Release Name or Album Name

RED & WHITE

Record Label

Generation Now/Atlantic

Release Date

July 23, 2022

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