Pull up if you really with it
Pull up if you really with it
Pull up if you really with the shits
Pull up if you really with the shits
Uzi, Uzi
Wake up (if you really with the shits)
Uzi, not again
You're never gonna change
Yeah
First of all, I f*ck eight bitches a day (yeah)
How could you ever say Lil' Uzi gay? (How?)
F*ck four of 'em raw, f*ck four of 'em safe
Think I'm splittin' the odds before you to debate
Don't want no pussy, want oral today
Pull out your tongue and just twirl it, baby
She lick on my Backwood in Prada, baby
Diamonds so wet, like a swirly, baby
Got more than a .40, if I pulled out a TEC with my borin' shit
If I'm pourin', then you pourin' and we pourin' shit
I f*ck you, bitch, on cam, like a porno flick
I put diamonds everywhere, that's more than rich
Outlet broke, now I'm more than rich
Brand new foreign, now I'm floorin' it (yeah)
Don't head broke, no ignorin' it
Yeah
I'ma let you know
I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
'Cause I'ma keep gettin' this guap
Mula, bands, money, whatever you call it, 'fetti
I can tell you got time to worry 'bout me
Not only is you was a fan, but you ain't gettin' no money
Flooded the face, matted the Wraith (woo, woo)
Got a new house, unlimited space (woo, woo)
It was just hard, now my life great (woo, woo)
Now that lil' girl gonna do what I say
Diamond like lake, water like sink
Pocket on Brinks, pull up in tank
Pull up in coupe, who wanna race? (Skrrt)
Smokin' that gas, don't hit the brakes
Flooded the face, matted the Wraith (woo, woo)
Got a new house, unlimited space (woo, woo)
It was just hard, now my life great (woo, woo)
Now that lil' girl gonna do what I say
Diamond like lake, water like sink
Pocket on Brinks, pull up in tank
Pull up in coupe, who wanna race? (Skrrt)
Smokin' that gas, don't hit the brakes
Diamond my Rollie, diamond my Patek
This an AP and the hand automatic
Whippin' that white in the kitchen, Bob Saget
Whippin' it slow, need to whip it lil' faster
I got the swag, one fashionable bastard
Rock out my jean, they tight leather, Mick Jagger
You think you fly, but your swag attract maggots
They want my sauce, because I'm a chick magnet
Hide the work in my hat and I pull out a rabbit
Bro made a lot as I trap out the caption
All of my weapons them bitches automatic
Y'all do not f*ck with no semi-automatic
Girl, don't call my name, you know you call me daddy
I was off a Xanny, woke up like, "What happened?"
All these niggas, they be lyin' and be cappin'
I just pulled up to the bank and started laughin'
Started laughin'
They stay laughin', stayed at it
I paved at it, was brave at it
Stayed stackin', new Aston (yeah)
Flooded the face, matted the Wraith (woo, woo)
Got a new house, unlimited space (woo, woo)
It was just hard, now my life great (woo, woo)
Now that lil' girl gonna do what I say
Diamond like lake, water like sink
Pocket on Brinks, pull up in tank
Pull up in coupe, who wanna race? (Skrrt)
Smokin' that gas, don't hit the brakes
Flooded the face, matted the Wraith (woo, woo)
Got a new house, unlimited space (woo, woo)
It was just hard, now my life great (woo, woo)
Now that lil' girl gonna do what I say
Diamond like lake, water like sink
Pocket on Brinks, pull up in tank
Pull up in coupe, who wanna race? (Skrrt)
Smokin' that gas, don't hit the brakes
Skrrt off, skrrt off
Skrrt off, skrrt off (skrrt)
Skrrt off, skrrt off
Skrrt off, skrrt off
Uzi
Lil Uzi Vert - Pink Tape Album Lyrics
Lil Uzi Vert - Pink Tape Lyrics
Writer: Don Cannon, Harold Harper, Robert Remming, Symere Woods
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Suicide Doors
"My right hand to God, I ain't never heard a Uzi Vert song that I can say, 'That's Uzi Vert'
But I know he a sissified lookin' nigga
That put fingernail polish on his motherf*ckin' nails, and wear dresses
How he gon' talk about somethin', nigga?"
(Thank you, Lil Uzi Vert)
I don't know, I don't know
Where the f*ck am I?
Ahh
Woah
F*ck you, and f*ck your bitch
I don't give a f*ck 'bout none of y'all niggas
Y'all niggas tried to ban me from this shit, but I came back
I do what I want, I do anything I please
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow (woah)
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow (I'm the-, ah)
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow (I'm The Crow)
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow (I'm the-, ah)
And if you did not know, how you let go? (Woah)
Young nigga just counted up all this dough
I get money like a CEO (woah)
I get five hundred thousand a show (bitch)
Tat my name on your ass, and your toes (bitch)
I'm like Chief Keef, like Sosa, I'm Glo (bitch)
All my bitches from around the world, I'm global (bitch)
I eat Pop-Tarts, but I took that bitch to Nobu (bitch)
Yeah, go, yeah, yeah
Yeah, huh? What? (Ahh)
I wear Balenciaga straight out the show room (bitch)
I put spikes all on my head just like I'm Goku (bitch)
She looked at me in my eyes, said, "Be the old you" (bitch)
Suck my dick, you dumbass bitch, she said, "You so rude" (bitch)
I ain't Trinidad, I go big world like Crow do (bitch)
They say they want Lil Uzi Vert on them old loops (bitch)
I'm reptilian, I'm not normal, my soul threw (bitch)
My mama don't know me no more, 'cause I got new blood (bitch)
Got a new bitch, but she don't suck like my old slut (bitch)
I don't like a natural bitch, yeah, I like fake butts (bitch)
Ten million dollars from Live Nation, bitch, that paystub (bitch)
I don't work for Lil Debbies, but I'm caked up
Six-six-six, satanist, that's why they hate us
I ain't satanist, but they say I am, so let's do it (bitch)
My Dominican bitch don't speak English, but so fluent (ha)
F*cked two Spanish bitches next to each other, they congruent (Lil Uzi)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woah, woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (ah, woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (huh?)
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow (I'm The Crow, I'm so possessed)
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow (one, two, three, go)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (phew)
Bitch, I go like, "Ahhh"
Bitch, I'm out my mind, insane (phew)
I'm so rockstar, I might try cocaine (bitch)
I'm so crazy, don't jump in my lane (bitch)
Suicide doors (suicide doors)
Suicide whores tryna f*ck me for the fame (yeah, yeah)
I just wanna crash
I just wanna crash out in a Track' (woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woo)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (goddamn)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (suicide Doors)
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow (one, two three, go, woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (suicide doors)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (suicide doors)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (suicide doors)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (woah)
"He ain't never shot no Uzi to call himself 'Uzi Vert'
He ain't no Uzi totin' nigga
He ain't the nigga known in the neighborhood for the Uzis"
But I know he a sissified lookin' nigga
That put fingernail polish on his motherf*ckin' nails, and wear dresses
How he gon' talk about somethin', nigga?"
(Thank you, Lil Uzi Vert)
I don't know, I don't know
Where the f*ck am I?
Ahh
Woah
F*ck you, and f*ck your bitch
I don't give a f*ck 'bout none of y'all niggas
Y'all niggas tried to ban me from this shit, but I came back
I do what I want, I do anything I please
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow (woah)
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow (I'm the-, ah)
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow (I'm The Crow)
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow (I'm the-, ah)
And if you did not know, how you let go? (Woah)
Young nigga just counted up all this dough
I get money like a CEO (woah)
I get five hundred thousand a show (bitch)
Tat my name on your ass, and your toes (bitch)
I'm like Chief Keef, like Sosa, I'm Glo (bitch)
All my bitches from around the world, I'm global (bitch)
I eat Pop-Tarts, but I took that bitch to Nobu (bitch)
Yeah, go, yeah, yeah
Yeah, huh? What? (Ahh)
I wear Balenciaga straight out the show room (bitch)
I put spikes all on my head just like I'm Goku (bitch)
She looked at me in my eyes, said, "Be the old you" (bitch)
Suck my dick, you dumbass bitch, she said, "You so rude" (bitch)
I ain't Trinidad, I go big world like Crow do (bitch)
They say they want Lil Uzi Vert on them old loops (bitch)
I'm reptilian, I'm not normal, my soul threw (bitch)
My mama don't know me no more, 'cause I got new blood (bitch)
Got a new bitch, but she don't suck like my old slut (bitch)
I don't like a natural bitch, yeah, I like fake butts (bitch)
Ten million dollars from Live Nation, bitch, that paystub (bitch)
I don't work for Lil Debbies, but I'm caked up
Six-six-six, satanist, that's why they hate us
I ain't satanist, but they say I am, so let's do it (bitch)
My Dominican bitch don't speak English, but so fluent (ha)
F*cked two Spanish bitches next to each other, they congruent (Lil Uzi)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woah, woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (ah, woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (huh?)
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow (I'm The Crow, I'm so possessed)
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow (one, two, three, go)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (phew)
Bitch, I go like, "Ahhh"
Bitch, I'm out my mind, insane (phew)
I'm so rockstar, I might try cocaine (bitch)
I'm so crazy, don't jump in my lane (bitch)
Suicide doors (suicide doors)
Suicide whores tryna f*ck me for the fame (yeah, yeah)
I just wanna crash
I just wanna crash out in a Track' (woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woo)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (goddamn)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (suicide Doors)
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow
I feel like, bitch, I'm The Crow (one, two three, go, woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (suicide doors)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (suicide doors)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (suicide doors)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (woah)
"He ain't never shot no Uzi to call himself 'Uzi Vert'
He ain't no Uzi totin' nigga
He ain't the nigga known in the neighborhood for the Uzis"
Writer: Symere Woods
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Aye
Yeah (I-I-I)
Lil Uzi, woah (I-I-I)
Shit, turn the f*ck up in this bitch (I-I-I-I'm working on dying)
It's Lil Uzi in this bitch (BNYX)
Yeah, yeah (woah), yeah, yeah (rage)
Yeah, yeah (huh?), yeah, yeah (woah)
My neck is filled with the water, ayy (ayy)
I might just f*ck around and take your daughter
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi, woah), yeah, yeah (yeah, Lil Uzi)
Yeah, yeah (ayy), yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi, woah)
Sometimes I feel like the target, ayy (I feel like the target, huh?)
But f*ck it, this time I go harder, ayy (woah, I'ma go harder)
F*ck on that bitch for free, ayy
This shit feel like victory, ayy
Money ain't shit to me, ayy
Marni gon' stick to me, ayy
Lil Uzi Vert on a roll, ayy (Lil Uzi)
I put them diamonds in my teeth, ayy
Might put some diamonds my nose, ayy, ayy
I put them diamonds in my teeth, ayy
Might put some diamonds my nose, ayy (huh?)
We killed an opp and got low, ayy
Don't got no bullets, this pole (what? Yeah)
He called my phone, he need more, ayy (hello?)
My bitch don't want me no more, ayy
Now I look at her like, "Ho," ayy
Yeah, yeah (woah), yeah, yeah (ayy)
Yeah, yeah (ayy), yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi, woah)
My neck is filled with the water, ayy (ayy)
I might just f*ck around and take your daughter
Yeah, yeah, yeah (woah), yeah, yeah (ayy)
Yeah, yeah (ayy), yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi, woah)
Sometimes I feel like the target, ayy (I feel like the target)
But f*ck it, this time I go harder, ayy (I'ma go harder)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (ooh)
I don't think they really hear me (yeah)
Walk around with it, that's clearly (let's go)
Hundred, mm, yearly (ha)
Hit her, make her do the griddy (yeah)
Hit her when I'm in the city (it's lit)
Snap on a nigga like Ray
Bang on a bitch like I'm 50 (uh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, (huh?) Yeah (let's go)
I'm done with sinnin', you know
I keep the Christian Dior on the coat and the tote (Christian Dior)
And I keep the checks on my feet (wow)
Ain't no way I got the time to go check on a ho (yeah)
I put the gang on a boat (ayy)
Told 'em I'ma keep it afloat and keep it on go (Lil Uzi, ooh)
My neck is filled with the water, ayy (ayy)
I might just f*ck around and take your daughter
Yeah, yeah, yeah (woah), yeah, yeah (ayy)
Yeah, yeah (ayy), yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi, woah)
Sometimes I feel like a target, ayy (I feel like the target)
But f*ck it, this time I go harder, ayy
Lil Uzi, woah (I-I-I)
Shit, turn the f*ck up in this bitch (I-I-I-I'm working on dying)
It's Lil Uzi in this bitch (BNYX)
Yeah, yeah (woah), yeah, yeah (rage)
Yeah, yeah (huh?), yeah, yeah (woah)
My neck is filled with the water, ayy (ayy)
I might just f*ck around and take your daughter
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi, woah), yeah, yeah (yeah, Lil Uzi)
Yeah, yeah (ayy), yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi, woah)
Sometimes I feel like the target, ayy (I feel like the target, huh?)
But f*ck it, this time I go harder, ayy (woah, I'ma go harder)
F*ck on that bitch for free, ayy
This shit feel like victory, ayy
Money ain't shit to me, ayy
Marni gon' stick to me, ayy
Lil Uzi Vert on a roll, ayy (Lil Uzi)
I put them diamonds in my teeth, ayy
Might put some diamonds my nose, ayy, ayy
I put them diamonds in my teeth, ayy
Might put some diamonds my nose, ayy (huh?)
We killed an opp and got low, ayy
Don't got no bullets, this pole (what? Yeah)
He called my phone, he need more, ayy (hello?)
My bitch don't want me no more, ayy
Now I look at her like, "Ho," ayy
Yeah, yeah (woah), yeah, yeah (ayy)
Yeah, yeah (ayy), yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi, woah)
My neck is filled with the water, ayy (ayy)
I might just f*ck around and take your daughter
Yeah, yeah, yeah (woah), yeah, yeah (ayy)
Yeah, yeah (ayy), yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi, woah)
Sometimes I feel like the target, ayy (I feel like the target)
But f*ck it, this time I go harder, ayy (I'ma go harder)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (ooh)
I don't think they really hear me (yeah)
Walk around with it, that's clearly (let's go)
Hundred, mm, yearly (ha)
Hit her, make her do the griddy (yeah)
Hit her when I'm in the city (it's lit)
Snap on a nigga like Ray
Bang on a bitch like I'm 50 (uh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, (huh?) Yeah (let's go)
I'm done with sinnin', you know
I keep the Christian Dior on the coat and the tote (Christian Dior)
And I keep the checks on my feet (wow)
Ain't no way I got the time to go check on a ho (yeah)
I put the gang on a boat (ayy)
Told 'em I'ma keep it afloat and keep it on go (Lil Uzi, ooh)
My neck is filled with the water, ayy (ayy)
I might just f*ck around and take your daughter
Yeah, yeah, yeah (woah), yeah, yeah (ayy)
Yeah, yeah (ayy), yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi, woah)
Sometimes I feel like a target, ayy (I feel like the target)
But f*ck it, this time I go harder, ayy
Writer: Symere Woods, Jacques Webster
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Crush Em
Crush 'em, crush 'em
Crush 'em, crush 'em
Crush 'em, crush 'em
Crush 'em, crush 'em
Ah
F*ck it, f*ck it
Swervin' and smashin' all over the place just like I got road rage
All of these diamonds on top of my watches, bitch, it got no face
I told one of my bitches she need to stop, she looked at me, "No way"
She turn around just to go look at the clock, she worried 'bout old age (huh?)
She told me that she really love me, not worried 'bout knots, I look at her, "Okay" (okay)
Girl, why you always lyin'? (Woah)
I don't take it to the heart, I complete these assignments (yeah)
I'm runnin' through so many hoes, I just need a Heisman (woah)
Standin' in my shoes ten toes, you can never tie them (ah)
This water got me oh-so froze, feel like I'm Poseidon (yeah)
I'm a player and they know your boyfriend stand beside him
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
F*ck it, f*ck it
Swervin' and smashin' all over the place just like I got road rage
All of these diamonds on top of my watches, bitch, it got no face
I told one of my bitches she need to stop, she looked at me, "No way"
She turn around just to go look at the clock, she worried 'bout old age
She told me that she really love me, not worried 'bout knots, I look at her, "Okay"
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah (go)
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah (f*ck it)
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah (f*ck it)
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah (swervin' and smashin' all over the place just like I got road rage)
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah (f*ck it)
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah (f*ck it)
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah (all of these diamonds on top of my watches, bitch, it got no face)
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah (I told one of my bitches she need to stop, she looked at me )
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah (she turn around just to go look at the clock, she worried 'bout old age)
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em
Crush 'em, crush 'em
Crush 'em, crush 'em
Ah
F*ck it, f*ck it
Swervin' and smashin' all over the place just like I got road rage
All of these diamonds on top of my watches, bitch, it got no face
I told one of my bitches she need to stop, she looked at me, "No way"
She turn around just to go look at the clock, she worried 'bout old age (huh?)
She told me that she really love me, not worried 'bout knots, I look at her, "Okay" (okay)
Girl, why you always lyin'? (Woah)
I don't take it to the heart, I complete these assignments (yeah)
I'm runnin' through so many hoes, I just need a Heisman (woah)
Standin' in my shoes ten toes, you can never tie them (ah)
This water got me oh-so froze, feel like I'm Poseidon (yeah)
I'm a player and they know your boyfriend stand beside him
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
F*ck it, f*ck it
Swervin' and smashin' all over the place just like I got road rage
All of these diamonds on top of my watches, bitch, it got no face
I told one of my bitches she need to stop, she looked at me, "No way"
She turn around just to go look at the clock, she worried 'bout old age
She told me that she really love me, not worried 'bout knots, I look at her, "Okay"
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah (go)
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah (f*ck it)
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah (f*ck it)
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah (swervin' and smashin' all over the place just like I got road rage)
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah (f*ck it)
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah (f*ck it)
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah (all of these diamonds on top of my watches, bitch, it got no face)
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah (I told one of my bitches she need to stop, she looked at me )
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah (she turn around just to go look at the clock, she worried 'bout old age)
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, mm, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Crush 'em, crush 'em, yeah
Writer: Symere Woods
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Amped
Bitch, I'm amped up
Bitch, I'm amped up
Bitch, I'm woah (ooh, witness me)
Ah (witness me)
(Wi-witness me)
Love me for me, I'll love you for you
Love me for me, I'll love you for you
Love me for me, I'll love you for you
Love me for me, I'll love you for you
Love me for me, I'll love you for you (Bugz on the beat)
Love me for me, I'll love you for you
Yeah
I'm goin' up (yeah)
I'm goin' up (what's up?)
I'm goin' up (yeah)
I'm goin' up (uh-huh)
Crop top, uh, on a thot bitch (uh)
Blowin' which ones with a rock bitch (woah)
I'm goin' up (yeah)
I'm goin' up (what's up?)
I'm goin' up (yeah)
I'm goin' up (uh-huh)
Crop top, uh, on a thot bitch (uh)
Blowin' which ones with a rock bitch (woah, uh)
(Yeah) what's up?
(Yeah) what's-
What's up with it? Bitch, I'm amped
What's up with it? Bitch, I'm amped
What's up with it? Bitch, I'm amped
What's up with it? Bitch, I'm amped
I cannot talk 'bout my life, this not no little podcast (podcast)
I cannot worry 'bout no bitch that be f*ckin' beside it (beside it, yes)
Look at my pockets, they stick out like I just got thigh pads (thigh pads)
Everybody know I'm, ah, I am the fireman (ah, ah)
Shorty gon' pull up (ah, ah), she get on her knees (ah, ah)
And she give me head like oil sheen
I ain't been the same ever since I got introduced to that damn cup and the bean (ah, ah)
I'm high in the tree like (uh), I'm high in the tree like a drone (ah, ah)
She wanna f*ck me with her lil' dog (ah, ah), I'm tryna just give her the bone
Trap life ain't that bad (bad), got three lil' foreign phones (brrt)
Trap life ain't that bad, got three lil' lil', three lil' phones
Rap life ain't that bad, got three lil' foreign lil' hoes (yeah)
I was gone so high, I rip this blunt and now I crow
I'm goin' up (yeah)
I'm goin' up (what's up?)
I'm goin' up (yeah)
I'm goin' up (uh-huh)
Crop top, uh, on a thot bitch (uh)
Blowin' which ones with a rock bitch (woah)
I'm goin' up (yeah)
I'm goin' up (what's up?)
I'm goin' up (yeah)
I'm goin' up (uh-huh)
Crop top, uh, on a thot bitch (uh)
Blowin' which ones with a rock bitch
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, what's up?
Yeah, yeah, what's-?
What's up with it? Bitch, I'm amped
What's up with it? Bitch, I'm amped
What's up with it? Bitch, I'm amped
What's up with it? Bitch, I'm amped
Phew, phew, phew, phew
Bitch, I'm amped up
Bitch, I'm woah (ooh, witness me)
Ah (witness me)
(Wi-witness me)
Love me for me, I'll love you for you
Love me for me, I'll love you for you
Love me for me, I'll love you for you
Love me for me, I'll love you for you
Love me for me, I'll love you for you (Bugz on the beat)
Love me for me, I'll love you for you
Yeah
I'm goin' up (yeah)
I'm goin' up (what's up?)
I'm goin' up (yeah)
I'm goin' up (uh-huh)
Crop top, uh, on a thot bitch (uh)
Blowin' which ones with a rock bitch (woah)
I'm goin' up (yeah)
I'm goin' up (what's up?)
I'm goin' up (yeah)
I'm goin' up (uh-huh)
Crop top, uh, on a thot bitch (uh)
Blowin' which ones with a rock bitch (woah, uh)
(Yeah) what's up?
(Yeah) what's-
What's up with it? Bitch, I'm amped
What's up with it? Bitch, I'm amped
What's up with it? Bitch, I'm amped
What's up with it? Bitch, I'm amped
I cannot talk 'bout my life, this not no little podcast (podcast)
I cannot worry 'bout no bitch that be f*ckin' beside it (beside it, yes)
Look at my pockets, they stick out like I just got thigh pads (thigh pads)
Everybody know I'm, ah, I am the fireman (ah, ah)
Shorty gon' pull up (ah, ah), she get on her knees (ah, ah)
And she give me head like oil sheen
I ain't been the same ever since I got introduced to that damn cup and the bean (ah, ah)
I'm high in the tree like (uh), I'm high in the tree like a drone (ah, ah)
She wanna f*ck me with her lil' dog (ah, ah), I'm tryna just give her the bone
Trap life ain't that bad (bad), got three lil' foreign phones (brrt)
Trap life ain't that bad, got three lil' lil', three lil' phones
Rap life ain't that bad, got three lil' foreign lil' hoes (yeah)
I was gone so high, I rip this blunt and now I crow
I'm goin' up (yeah)
I'm goin' up (what's up?)
I'm goin' up (yeah)
I'm goin' up (uh-huh)
Crop top, uh, on a thot bitch (uh)
Blowin' which ones with a rock bitch (woah)
I'm goin' up (yeah)
I'm goin' up (what's up?)
I'm goin' up (yeah)
I'm goin' up (uh-huh)
Crop top, uh, on a thot bitch (uh)
Blowin' which ones with a rock bitch
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, what's up?
Yeah, yeah, what's-?
What's up with it? Bitch, I'm amped
What's up with it? Bitch, I'm amped
What's up with it? Bitch, I'm amped
What's up with it? Bitch, I'm amped
Phew, phew, phew, phew
Writer: Symere Woods
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
X2
Yeah
This shit, this shit cray (this shit cray)
This shit cray (it's really bray)
This shit cray
This shit (ah)
This shit is too cray
Pink Tape here to stay
Got a Montana bae
Her dad Billy Ray
You still waitin' on the Pink Tape, uh-huh
Audemars, bust the face, huh (face)
That's the reason I'm late (yeah)
Two different names like Jace!
They try to say I'm the (ah), believe in God to get out my deal like I'm Ma$e
All of these diamonds, they VV, got ice on my neck like this shit was a tray (yeah)
Man, this shit go bray (bray)
Lil Uzi go bray
I might matte the Wraith
All black like it's Kray
This shit is too cray
Pink Tape here to stay
Got a Montana bae
Her dad Billy Ray
You still waitin' on the Pink Tape, uh-huh
Audemars, bust the face, huh (face)
That's the reason I'm late (yeah)
Two different names like Jace!
They try to say I'm the (ah), believe in God to get out my deal like I'm Ma$e
All of these diamonds, they VV, got ice on my neck like this shit was a tray (woah)
Man, this shit go bray
Lil Uzi go bray (yeah)
I might matte the Wraith
All black like it's Kray
Make my avi pink like my biggest opp, UziRareUpdates (woah)
Call bitches, different states, ask her, "How's your day?"
I don't like no dairy, but I get the cake (cake)
Shoutout to Tay-K, man, it's time I did the race
I knew I was a star as many times I drove the Wraith
I just had a seizure from that top, she made me shake (woah)
This shit way too
Cray, cray (tubular)
Cray, cray (radical, she made me shake)
Cray, cray (she made me shake, she made me shake)
Shit goin' too crazy, I lost my breath
Let's go
This shit is too cray
Pink Tape here to stay
Got a Montana bae
Her dad Billy Ray
You still waitin' on the Pink Tape, uh-huh
Audemars, bust the face, huh
That's the reason I'm late (yeah)
Two different names like Jace!
They try to say I'm the (ah), believe in God to get out my deal like I'm Ma$e
All of these diamonds, they VV, got ice on my neck like this shit was a tray (yeah)
Man, this shit go bray
Lil Uzi go bray
I might matte the Wraith
All black like it's Kray
This shit is too cray
Pink Tape here to stay
Got a Montana bae
Her dad Billy Ray
You still waitin' on the Pink Tape, uh-huh
Audemars, bust the face, huh
That's the reason I'm late (yeah)
Two different names like Jace!
They try to say I'm the (ah), believe in God to get out my deal like I'm Ma$e
All of these diamonds, they VV, got ice on my neck like this shit was a tray
Man, this shit go bray
Lil Uzi go bray
I might matte the Wraith
All black like it's Kray
Step in this bitch with my boots untied, I feel safe 'cause I got all of the steppers
Most of these niggas out here be façades, never ever they could step in my sector
Please give me my credit 'fore I'm gone, hey, dude (yeah)
Chopper on my body hang all way down to my shoes
If it's stuck, it's up just like it's some glue
Diamonds in my mood ring just to change my mood
I got fangs in my mouth, but stare at the moon
I f*ck with the vamps, but I'm werewolf times two (yeah)
Twilight, twilight moon
I f*ck with the vamps, but I'm werewolf times two (yeah)
Twilight, twilight moon
I f*ck with the vamps, but I'm werewolf times two
Yeah
Huh?
It's Lil Uzi Vert
It's Lil Uzi Vert
This shit, this shit cray (this shit cray)
This shit cray (it's really bray)
This shit cray
This shit (ah)
This shit is too cray
Pink Tape here to stay
Got a Montana bae
Her dad Billy Ray
You still waitin' on the Pink Tape, uh-huh
Audemars, bust the face, huh (face)
That's the reason I'm late (yeah)
Two different names like Jace!
They try to say I'm the (ah), believe in God to get out my deal like I'm Ma$e
All of these diamonds, they VV, got ice on my neck like this shit was a tray (yeah)
Man, this shit go bray (bray)
Lil Uzi go bray
I might matte the Wraith
All black like it's Kray
This shit is too cray
Pink Tape here to stay
Got a Montana bae
Her dad Billy Ray
You still waitin' on the Pink Tape, uh-huh
Audemars, bust the face, huh (face)
That's the reason I'm late (yeah)
Two different names like Jace!
They try to say I'm the (ah), believe in God to get out my deal like I'm Ma$e
All of these diamonds, they VV, got ice on my neck like this shit was a tray (woah)
Man, this shit go bray
Lil Uzi go bray (yeah)
I might matte the Wraith
All black like it's Kray
Make my avi pink like my biggest opp, UziRareUpdates (woah)
Call bitches, different states, ask her, "How's your day?"
I don't like no dairy, but I get the cake (cake)
Shoutout to Tay-K, man, it's time I did the race
I knew I was a star as many times I drove the Wraith
I just had a seizure from that top, she made me shake (woah)
This shit way too
Cray, cray (tubular)
Cray, cray (radical, she made me shake)
Cray, cray (she made me shake, she made me shake)
Shit goin' too crazy, I lost my breath
Let's go
This shit is too cray
Pink Tape here to stay
Got a Montana bae
Her dad Billy Ray
You still waitin' on the Pink Tape, uh-huh
Audemars, bust the face, huh
That's the reason I'm late (yeah)
Two different names like Jace!
They try to say I'm the (ah), believe in God to get out my deal like I'm Ma$e
All of these diamonds, they VV, got ice on my neck like this shit was a tray (yeah)
Man, this shit go bray
Lil Uzi go bray
I might matte the Wraith
All black like it's Kray
This shit is too cray
Pink Tape here to stay
Got a Montana bae
Her dad Billy Ray
You still waitin' on the Pink Tape, uh-huh
Audemars, bust the face, huh
That's the reason I'm late (yeah)
Two different names like Jace!
They try to say I'm the (ah), believe in God to get out my deal like I'm Ma$e
All of these diamonds, they VV, got ice on my neck like this shit was a tray
Man, this shit go bray
Lil Uzi go bray
I might matte the Wraith
All black like it's Kray
Step in this bitch with my boots untied, I feel safe 'cause I got all of the steppers
Most of these niggas out here be façades, never ever they could step in my sector
Please give me my credit 'fore I'm gone, hey, dude (yeah)
Chopper on my body hang all way down to my shoes
If it's stuck, it's up just like it's some glue
Diamonds in my mood ring just to change my mood
I got fangs in my mouth, but stare at the moon
I f*ck with the vamps, but I'm werewolf times two (yeah)
Twilight, twilight moon
I f*ck with the vamps, but I'm werewolf times two (yeah)
Twilight, twilight moon
I f*ck with the vamps, but I'm werewolf times two
Yeah
Huh?
It's Lil Uzi Vert
It's Lil Uzi Vert
Writer: Symere Woods
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Died and Came Back
Ah
This shit forever, I'm Lil Uzi Vert
I can't stop goin'
Woah
Rigatoni is not spaghetti
Racks is not the same as fetti
Pills and the Casa' got me deady
F*ckin' her off the Perc', ain't ready
I'ma do everything you let me
No first class, I'm always on jetties
Pay everything cash, no, I don't do credit
You worryin' 'bout savings, I'm worryin' 'bout checkings
Rigatoni is not spaghetti
Racks is not the same as fetti
Pills and the Casa' got me deady
F*ckin' her off the Perc', ain't ready
I'ma do everything you let me
No first class, I'm always on jetties
Pay everything cash, no, I don't do credit
You worryin' 'bout savings, I'm worryin' 'bout checkings
I died and came back
Your voice don't sound the same, get your range back
When the f*ck did they bring these lames back? (Lame)
You said you f*cked my bitch (I f*cked your bitch too, woah)
But you ain't even go get your chains back (huh?)
They ran up in your crib and took your platinum plaques (yeah)
I thought that you was-, what's up with that? (What's up with it? Woah, yeah)
I like the Crips 'cause the money in my pocket blue
I be with the Bloods and they all say, "Soo woo"
What you paid for your rent, I paid that for my shoes
If you try to diss me, boy, that's a lose-lose
Moncler on me since "Luv Is Rage 2"
When I made the first "Luv Is Rage," it was Canadian Goose
I'm on probation, the government hatin', can't even see my Canadian boo
I'm never fakin', I dress like I'm Asian, don't care what they say, I'm makin' it through
Ice on my neck, bought my mama a new home
My wrist presidential, you ain't never seen me with a two-tone
My crib residential, but I also got two homes
Don't cheat on my bitch, but I still got me two phones
I still see demons in the dark
I still see demons in the dark
Demon engine inside of a Trackhawk
They pretendin', don't speak if it ain't rack talk (woah)
Rigatoni is not spaghetti
Racks is not the same as fetti
Pills and the Casa' got me deady
F*ckin' her off the Perc', ain't ready
I'ma do everything you let me
No first class, I'm always on jetties
Pay everything cash, no, I don't do credit
You worryin' 'bout savings, I'm worryin' 'bout checkings
Rigatoni is not spaghetti
Racks is not the same as fetti
Pills and the Casa' got me deady
F*ckin' her off the Perc', ain't ready
I'ma do everything you let me
No first class, I'm always on jetties
Pay everything cash, no, I don't do credit
You worryin' 'bout savings, I'm worryin' 'bout checkings
I died and came back
Your voice don't sound the same, get your range back
When the f*ck did they bring these lames back?
You said you f*cked my bitch (I f*cked your bitch too)
This shit forever, I'm Lil Uzi Vert
I can't stop goin'
Woah
Rigatoni is not spaghetti
Racks is not the same as fetti
Pills and the Casa' got me deady
F*ckin' her off the Perc', ain't ready
I'ma do everything you let me
No first class, I'm always on jetties
Pay everything cash, no, I don't do credit
You worryin' 'bout savings, I'm worryin' 'bout checkings
Rigatoni is not spaghetti
Racks is not the same as fetti
Pills and the Casa' got me deady
F*ckin' her off the Perc', ain't ready
I'ma do everything you let me
No first class, I'm always on jetties
Pay everything cash, no, I don't do credit
You worryin' 'bout savings, I'm worryin' 'bout checkings
I died and came back
Your voice don't sound the same, get your range back
When the f*ck did they bring these lames back? (Lame)
You said you f*cked my bitch (I f*cked your bitch too, woah)
But you ain't even go get your chains back (huh?)
They ran up in your crib and took your platinum plaques (yeah)
I thought that you was-, what's up with that? (What's up with it? Woah, yeah)
I like the Crips 'cause the money in my pocket blue
I be with the Bloods and they all say, "Soo woo"
What you paid for your rent, I paid that for my shoes
If you try to diss me, boy, that's a lose-lose
Moncler on me since "Luv Is Rage 2"
When I made the first "Luv Is Rage," it was Canadian Goose
I'm on probation, the government hatin', can't even see my Canadian boo
I'm never fakin', I dress like I'm Asian, don't care what they say, I'm makin' it through
Ice on my neck, bought my mama a new home
My wrist presidential, you ain't never seen me with a two-tone
My crib residential, but I also got two homes
Don't cheat on my bitch, but I still got me two phones
I still see demons in the dark
I still see demons in the dark
Demon engine inside of a Trackhawk
They pretendin', don't speak if it ain't rack talk (woah)
Rigatoni is not spaghetti
Racks is not the same as fetti
Pills and the Casa' got me deady
F*ckin' her off the Perc', ain't ready
I'ma do everything you let me
No first class, I'm always on jetties
Pay everything cash, no, I don't do credit
You worryin' 'bout savings, I'm worryin' 'bout checkings
Rigatoni is not spaghetti
Racks is not the same as fetti
Pills and the Casa' got me deady
F*ckin' her off the Perc', ain't ready
I'ma do everything you let me
No first class, I'm always on jetties
Pay everything cash, no, I don't do credit
You worryin' 'bout savings, I'm worryin' 'bout checkings
I died and came back
Your voice don't sound the same, get your range back
When the f*ck did they bring these lames back?
You said you f*cked my bitch (I f*cked your bitch too)
Writer: Symere Woods
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Spin Again
Ahh (huh)
Change my number on a bitch in a second (yeah)
Not about money, then leave me a message (beep)
Spin again, spin again, just spin again
Pull up in a fish bowl, ooh, clear lens
Spin again, spin again, spin again
Spinnin' shit just like I am a ceiling fan
I got too much wet, I get the bitch, f*ck
I get your bitch, f*ck (wet), I get your bitch, f*ck (wet)
Bitch, I'm a dog, mutt, bitch, I'm a Pit'
I leave the bitch stuck, f*ck the bitch once, duck
Pop at a opp, duck, f*cked on a bitch for lunch
That ho woke up a dub, she need her make-up
I got a lean cup, got ice to the brim, it's crushed
F*ckin' on mean sluts, I got a nice wife
I'm f*ckin' the dogshit out of this bitch, her wig came off twice
She had a lil' fro, she look like Ice Spice
She call me lil' bro, f*ckin' on models in Vogue
Niggas, they thought I was gay, but I do not know how vogue
Spin again, spin again, just spin again
Pull up in a fish bowl, ooh, clear lens
Spin again, spin again, spin again
Spinnin' shit just like I am a ceiling fan
I got too much wet, I get the bitch, f*ck
I get your bitch, f*ck (wet), I get your bitch, f*ck (wet)
Bitch, I'm a dog, mutt (grr), bitch, I'm a Pit
I leave the bitch stuck, f*ck the bitch once, duck
Change my number on a bitch in a second (yeah)
Not about money, then leave me a message (beep)
Spin again, spin again, just spin again
Pull up in a fish bowl, ooh, clear lens
Spin again, spin again, spin again
Spinnin' shit just like I am a ceiling fan
I got too much wet, I get the bitch, f*ck
I get your bitch, f*ck (wet), I get your bitch, f*ck (wet)
Bitch, I'm a dog, mutt, bitch, I'm a Pit'
I leave the bitch stuck, f*ck the bitch once, duck
Pop at a opp, duck, f*cked on a bitch for lunch
That ho woke up a dub, she need her make-up
I got a lean cup, got ice to the brim, it's crushed
F*ckin' on mean sluts, I got a nice wife
I'm f*ckin' the dogshit out of this bitch, her wig came off twice
She had a lil' fro, she look like Ice Spice
She call me lil' bro, f*ckin' on models in Vogue
Niggas, they thought I was gay, but I do not know how vogue
Spin again, spin again, just spin again
Pull up in a fish bowl, ooh, clear lens
Spin again, spin again, spin again
Spinnin' shit just like I am a ceiling fan
I got too much wet, I get the bitch, f*ck
I get your bitch, f*ck (wet), I get your bitch, f*ck (wet)
Bitch, I'm a dog, mutt (grr), bitch, I'm a Pit
I leave the bitch stuck, f*ck the bitch once, duck
Writer: Brandon Terrell Veal, Jaden Troy Boswell, Symere Woods
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
That Fiya
Jump off the porch with that fire (blam)
Jump off the porch with that fire (blam)
Jump off the porch with that fire
Jump off the porch with that fire (woo)
Jump off the porch with that fire (woo)
Jump off the porch with that fire (woo)
Jump off the porch with that fire (woo)
Jump off the porch with that fire (woo)
.44 on my body, bitch, this shit, it hit like (.44 on my body)
Ha, ah (what? What?)
.44 on my body (what?), ha
.44 on my body, ah, .44 on my
I'm just out my body (yeah)
She got a big body, call her a Benz (brrt)
Money long, my commas, damn (ha, what? What?)
If you shoppin' at Wafi, damn (what?)
I don't do Wafi 'cause the shit don't dance (Eliantte)
You know how hot (yeah)
You know how hot it is to f*ck in a Lamb'
I been in this shit for a while
Money stretched out for a mile
Trappin' and work in my bio
Can't fall in love with my side ho
Lil Uzi Vert is a psycho
I'm a Blood, just like the cycle
My niggas spin shit like a vinyl, I know
.44 on my body, bitch, this shit, it hit like ha, ah (what? What? What?)
I don't wear Supreme, but if I indulge you know I only wear Gore-Tex
Get money, drugs, what else? More sex (woo, woah)
If that lil' bitch not a city girl then I swear that shit is borin' (she's too borin')
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine (yes)
What you tryin'? (You tryin' what?)
F*ck nigga don't never wanna play
Got a nigga killed with a baby trey-eight
Why the f*ck you gangbangin'? (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Bitch
Jump off the porch with that fire (blam)
Jump off the porch with that fire (blam)
Jump off the porch with that fire
Jump off the porch with that fire (yeah)
Jump off the porch with that fire (yeah)
Jump off the porch with that fire (yeah)
Jump off the porch with that fire (yeah)
Jump off the porch with that fire (yeah)
.44 on my body, bitch, this shit, it hit like
Ha, ah (what? What? What?)
Ha, ah
(Jump off the porch with that fire, jump off the porch with that fire)
.44 on my body, bitch, this shit, it hit like
(Jump off the porch with that fire, jump off the porch with that fire) ha, ah (what? What? What?)
(Jump off the porch with that fire, jump off the porch with that fire) ha, ah
(Jump off the porch with that fire, jump off the porch with that fire)
Jump off the porch with that fire (blam)
Jump off the porch with that fire
Jump off the porch with that fire (woo)
Jump off the porch with that fire (woo)
Jump off the porch with that fire (woo)
Jump off the porch with that fire (woo)
Jump off the porch with that fire (woo)
.44 on my body, bitch, this shit, it hit like (.44 on my body)
Ha, ah (what? What?)
.44 on my body (what?), ha
.44 on my body, ah, .44 on my
I'm just out my body (yeah)
She got a big body, call her a Benz (brrt)
Money long, my commas, damn (ha, what? What?)
If you shoppin' at Wafi, damn (what?)
I don't do Wafi 'cause the shit don't dance (Eliantte)
You know how hot (yeah)
You know how hot it is to f*ck in a Lamb'
I been in this shit for a while
Money stretched out for a mile
Trappin' and work in my bio
Can't fall in love with my side ho
Lil Uzi Vert is a psycho
I'm a Blood, just like the cycle
My niggas spin shit like a vinyl, I know
.44 on my body, bitch, this shit, it hit like ha, ah (what? What? What?)
I don't wear Supreme, but if I indulge you know I only wear Gore-Tex
Get money, drugs, what else? More sex (woo, woah)
If that lil' bitch not a city girl then I swear that shit is borin' (she's too borin')
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine (yes)
What you tryin'? (You tryin' what?)
F*ck nigga don't never wanna play
Got a nigga killed with a baby trey-eight
Why the f*ck you gangbangin'? (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Bitch
Jump off the porch with that fire (blam)
Jump off the porch with that fire (blam)
Jump off the porch with that fire
Jump off the porch with that fire (yeah)
Jump off the porch with that fire (yeah)
Jump off the porch with that fire (yeah)
Jump off the porch with that fire (yeah)
Jump off the porch with that fire (yeah)
.44 on my body, bitch, this shit, it hit like
Ha, ah (what? What? What?)
Ha, ah
(Jump off the porch with that fire, jump off the porch with that fire)
.44 on my body, bitch, this shit, it hit like
(Jump off the porch with that fire, jump off the porch with that fire) ha, ah (what? What? What?)
(Jump off the porch with that fire, jump off the porch with that fire) ha, ah
(Jump off the porch with that fire, jump off the porch with that fire)
Writer: Symere Woods
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
I Gotta
Yeah
Lil' Uzi Vert, haha
I been smackin' so hard, man (yeah, yeah)
This shit so (yeah)
Look, this hard (I love you, star boy)
Watch (yeah)
Made a 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 finale
I got a check, look like a tally (yeah)
Stay with the bands just like the Tali'
Uh, Moncler no matter the climate
Uh, 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 Heisman
Went to the dentist, that boy like I'm Rodman
Pull up, a SRT-8 like O'Reilly
First car a Lambo' like, "F*ck 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 (whoa)
No, it's no way we ballin' like this
I 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 (whoa)
No, it's no way we ballin' like this
I 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 (uh-huh)
Trap out the Uber, do hit out the Lyft
Don't shop at Saks, I can't do that lil' Fifth
These niggas don't even know I exist
I f*ck his bitch and that shit like a myth
Uh, Marni on Marni, need more
She clean it up like the dick was a chore
Money on top but it start from the floor
We done bought everything up in the store
Made a 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 finale
I got a check, look like a tally (yeah)
Stay with the bands just like the Tali-
Um, my clan don't matter the climate
Um, 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 Heisman
Went to the dentist, that boy like I'm Rodman
Pull up, a SRT-8 like O'Reilly
First car a Lambo' like, "F*ck Maserati" (skrrt)
Oh, yeah, by the way, I went diamond
Lil' Uzi Vert, haha
I been smackin' so hard, man (yeah, yeah)
This shit so (yeah)
Look, this hard (I love you, star boy)
Watch (yeah)
Made a 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 finale
I got a check, look like a tally (yeah)
Stay with the bands just like the Tali'
Uh, Moncler no matter the climate
Uh, 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 Heisman
Went to the dentist, that boy like I'm Rodman
Pull up, a SRT-8 like O'Reilly
First car a Lambo' like, "F*ck 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 (whoa)
No, it's no way we ballin' like this
I 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 (whoa)
No, it's no way we ballin' like this
I 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 (uh-huh)
Trap out the Uber, do hit out the Lyft
Don't shop at Saks, I can't do that lil' Fifth
These niggas don't even know I exist
I f*ck his bitch and that shit like a myth
Uh, Marni on Marni, need more
She clean it up like the dick was a chore
Money on top but it start from the floor
We done bought everything up in the store
Made a 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 finale
I got a check, look like a tally (yeah)
Stay with the bands just like the Tali-
Um, my clan don't matter the climate
Um, 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 Heisman
Went to the dentist, that boy like I'm Rodman
Pull up, a SRT-8 like O'Reilly
First car a Lambo' like, "F*ck Maserati" (skrrt)
Oh, yeah, by the way, I went diamond
Writer: Symere Woods
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Endless Fashion
Uzi (yeah)
Pink Tape
Lil Uzi
(Bugz Ronin, he gon' run it up)
Yeah
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (what?)
Yes, I'm splashin', new fashion, I can't take no loss (loss)
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart (heart)
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car (skrrt, whoa)
I got a Republican doctor (yeah)
Make my ass great again, MAGA (whoa)
Know you mad now, enchilada (yeah)
When bitches test me, it get messy like soccer
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (whoa)
Yes, I'm splashin', new fashion, I can't take no loss
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart (no wannabe)
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car (skrrt)
I got a Republican doctor (ha)
Make my ass great again, MAGA (whoa)
Bitch, don't make me rag you, pasta (yeah)
I'm number one, you could only be dolce, Gabbana
I got a Chinese girl, yeah, she from Shanghai (ni hao)
She goes to Parsons in New York, got good eye
I know I love her, only saw her two times
I met her at Dover Street Market, good eye
Ayo, even if my name was Natalie Nunn, these bitches still couldn't chin-check me
That's word to Chanel, they ain't nothin' to see, bitches on TV channelin' me
Harajuku Barbie, Roman Zolanski, from Red Ruby to Chun-Li
I put door knocker earrings in Fendi (oh)
Then stamped the trench coat Burberry
Where the C-O-M-P-E-T-I-T-I-O-N? Don't see any (woo)
Sittin' under stars in the city lights (city lights)
Baby daddy tell me I got pretty eyes (pretty eyes)
Bitches only eatin' when I dust crumbs (dust crumbs)
I stay with that Uzi, I'm his plus one (oop)
I was really in the field with Karl Lager' (oop)
Now it's Heaven campaigns (R.I.P.)
Check in with Dapper Dan when I'm in Harlem
My niggas'll blow like Virgil, I got that duffel (Virgil), mm
Ooh
Everything we do, you motherf*ckers do it too
Heavy on it, tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick do it too
Everything we do, do, do, do, do
These rappers can't dress, yeah, they just be hatin'
I never ratted, but got all the statements
Stopped wearin' Kapital 'cause it got basic
But I still wear Kapital, Uzi, stop fakin'
I used to wear more Number (N)ine than Asians
I mix the Greg Lauren, purple label
My closet too cluttered, clothes on my table
We wore that VLONE 'til it turned faded
Yeah, I'm the reason why niggas wear them Goyard bags (yeah)
It was niggas doin' it but I brought that shit to the hood (I started that shit)
And I made that shit all good (I started that shit)
They don't get my swag, 'cause I'm misunderstood
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (whoa)
Yes, I'm splashin', new fashion, I can't take no loss
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car (skrrt)
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (yes)
Yes, I'm splashin', new fashion, I can't take no loss (no)
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car
Pink Tape
Lil Uzi
(Bugz Ronin, he gon' run it up)
Yeah
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (what?)
Yes, I'm splashin', new fashion, I can't take no loss (loss)
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart (heart)
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car (skrrt, whoa)
I got a Republican doctor (yeah)
Make my ass great again, MAGA (whoa)
Know you mad now, enchilada (yeah)
When bitches test me, it get messy like soccer
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (whoa)
Yes, I'm splashin', new fashion, I can't take no loss
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart (no wannabe)
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car (skrrt)
I got a Republican doctor (ha)
Make my ass great again, MAGA (whoa)
Bitch, don't make me rag you, pasta (yeah)
I'm number one, you could only be dolce, Gabbana
I got a Chinese girl, yeah, she from Shanghai (ni hao)
She goes to Parsons in New York, got good eye
I know I love her, only saw her two times
I met her at Dover Street Market, good eye
Ayo, even if my name was Natalie Nunn, these bitches still couldn't chin-check me
That's word to Chanel, they ain't nothin' to see, bitches on TV channelin' me
Harajuku Barbie, Roman Zolanski, from Red Ruby to Chun-Li
I put door knocker earrings in Fendi (oh)
Then stamped the trench coat Burberry
Where the C-O-M-P-E-T-I-T-I-O-N? Don't see any (woo)
Sittin' under stars in the city lights (city lights)
Baby daddy tell me I got pretty eyes (pretty eyes)
Bitches only eatin' when I dust crumbs (dust crumbs)
I stay with that Uzi, I'm his plus one (oop)
I was really in the field with Karl Lager' (oop)
Now it's Heaven campaigns (R.I.P.)
Check in with Dapper Dan when I'm in Harlem
My niggas'll blow like Virgil, I got that duffel (Virgil), mm
Ooh
Everything we do, you motherf*ckers do it too
Heavy on it, tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick do it too
Everything we do, do, do, do, do
These rappers can't dress, yeah, they just be hatin'
I never ratted, but got all the statements
Stopped wearin' Kapital 'cause it got basic
But I still wear Kapital, Uzi, stop fakin'
I used to wear more Number (N)ine than Asians
I mix the Greg Lauren, purple label
My closet too cluttered, clothes on my table
We wore that VLONE 'til it turned faded
Yeah, I'm the reason why niggas wear them Goyard bags (yeah)
It was niggas doin' it but I brought that shit to the hood (I started that shit)
And I made that shit all good (I started that shit)
They don't get my swag, 'cause I'm misunderstood
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (whoa)
Yes, I'm splashin', new fashion, I can't take no loss
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car (skrrt)
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (yes)
Yes, I'm splashin', new fashion, I can't take no loss (no)
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car
Writer: Symere Woods, Onika Tanya Maraj
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Mama Im Sorry
My life like a movie, I do not do this often, yeah
Not do this often, I be swaggin' and saucin', yeah
My life like a movie, I do not do this often, yeah
Not do this often, I be swaggin' and saucin', yeah
Somebody that I used to know
I don't know what I took, but it had me in a whole 'nother place
I don't wanna lose my mind
But without this girl named Molly, I cannot feel my face
I said mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah
I'm in the party, I'm off two shots and Molly, yeah
I'm feelin' awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah
AP defrosted, why I'm always so tardy, yeah
Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah
I'm in the party, I'm off two shots and Molly, yeah
I'm feelin' awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah
AP defrosted, why I'm always so tardy, yeah
I hate bein' sober (yeah)
I'm a smoker
I'm not a drinker
But I'm on that water
Get tore up
They know us
'Raris and Rovers
'Raris and Rovers (ayy, yeah)
I'm a rockstar for life, I can't help it (ayy)
Every time that you rage, yeah, you felt it (yeah)
Put the game on my back and I held it (ayy)
Gettin' backends on backends from Belgium (ayy)
Put the pack in the mail and we sell it (ayy)
And I know it's some niggas be tellin' (ayy)
Not no snitch, so I can't even tell it (woah, ayy)
Cullinan, color Nutella (ayy, skrrt)
My bitch so bad, yeah, my bitch, she a felon (ayy)
Yeah, he slide on the beat, but I drip a lil' better
My neck is so cold, bitch, I'm missin' the sweater (ayy)
Just talked to two hoes, I might hit 'em together (ayy)
I could hit one, but two feels a lil' better (ayy)
My mom call my phone, gotta get it together (ayy, yeah)
I said mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah
I'm in the party, I'm off two shots and Molly, yeah
I'm feelin' awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah
AP defrosted, why I'm always so tardy, yeah
Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah
I'm in the party, I'm off two shots and Molly, yeah
I'm feelin' awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah
AP defrosted, why I'm always so tardy, yeah
Alligator stomach on her baby Birkin
Yeah, my pockets, they swole, I 'member I was hurtin'
Yeah, every time I flex, I'm sorry, not on purpose
Yeah, don't like what you see, you better close your curtains
Yeah, alligator stomach on her baby Birkin
Yeah, my pockets, they swole, I 'member I was hurtin'
Yeah, every time I flex, I'm sorry, not on purpose
Yeah, don't like what you see, you better close your curtains
I said mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah
I'm in the party, I'm off two shots and Molly, yeah
I'm feelin' awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah
AP defrosted, why I'm always so tardy, yeah
Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah
I'm in the party, I'm off two shots and Molly, yeah
I'm feelin' awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah
AP defrosted, why I'm always so tardy, yeah
Not do this often, I be swaggin' and saucin', yeah
My life like a movie, I do not do this often, yeah
Not do this often, I be swaggin' and saucin', yeah
Somebody that I used to know
I don't know what I took, but it had me in a whole 'nother place
I don't wanna lose my mind
But without this girl named Molly, I cannot feel my face
I said mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah
I'm in the party, I'm off two shots and Molly, yeah
I'm feelin' awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah
AP defrosted, why I'm always so tardy, yeah
Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah
I'm in the party, I'm off two shots and Molly, yeah
I'm feelin' awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah
AP defrosted, why I'm always so tardy, yeah
I hate bein' sober (yeah)
I'm a smoker
I'm not a drinker
But I'm on that water
Get tore up
They know us
'Raris and Rovers
'Raris and Rovers (ayy, yeah)
I'm a rockstar for life, I can't help it (ayy)
Every time that you rage, yeah, you felt it (yeah)
Put the game on my back and I held it (ayy)
Gettin' backends on backends from Belgium (ayy)
Put the pack in the mail and we sell it (ayy)
And I know it's some niggas be tellin' (ayy)
Not no snitch, so I can't even tell it (woah, ayy)
Cullinan, color Nutella (ayy, skrrt)
My bitch so bad, yeah, my bitch, she a felon (ayy)
Yeah, he slide on the beat, but I drip a lil' better
My neck is so cold, bitch, I'm missin' the sweater (ayy)
Just talked to two hoes, I might hit 'em together (ayy)
I could hit one, but two feels a lil' better (ayy)
My mom call my phone, gotta get it together (ayy, yeah)
I said mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah
I'm in the party, I'm off two shots and Molly, yeah
I'm feelin' awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah
AP defrosted, why I'm always so tardy, yeah
Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah
I'm in the party, I'm off two shots and Molly, yeah
I'm feelin' awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah
AP defrosted, why I'm always so tardy, yeah
Alligator stomach on her baby Birkin
Yeah, my pockets, they swole, I 'member I was hurtin'
Yeah, every time I flex, I'm sorry, not on purpose
Yeah, don't like what you see, you better close your curtains
Yeah, alligator stomach on her baby Birkin
Yeah, my pockets, they swole, I 'member I was hurtin'
Yeah, every time I flex, I'm sorry, not on purpose
Yeah, don't like what you see, you better close your curtains
I said mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah
I'm in the party, I'm off two shots and Molly, yeah
I'm feelin' awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah
AP defrosted, why I'm always so tardy, yeah
Mama, I'm sorry, I cannot feel my body, yeah
I'm in the party, I'm off two shots and Molly, yeah
I'm feelin' awesome, be this way to the coffin, yeah
AP defrosted, why I'm always so tardy, yeah
Writer: Symere Woods
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
All Alone
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (woah, huh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi, brrt)
Yeah
I know that you're all alone (I know that you're all alone)
That's why you tryna call my phone (that's why you tryna call my phone, yeah)
I know that your feelings gone (I know that your feelings gone)
I'm a dog, you gon' feel this bone
Got my racks up
Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)
Rackies, my good looks, like f*ck, I'm handsome (woah)
My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)
I don't even have no f*cking plans, son
Got my racks up
Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)
Rackies, my good looks, like f*ck, I'm handsome (woah)
My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)
I don't even have no f*cking plans, son
I don't even know how I made it (yeah, yeah)
I was nervous, but I had patience (yeah)
I ain't gon' lie, I'm the greatest (yeah)
I don't even know how I made it (what?)
F*ckin' hoes like, "Bye-bye, baby" (yeah)
F*ck me, you get Mercedes
F*ck me, you get Mercedes
I like my girls from the hood (I like my girls from the hood)
I know I'm not nothin' good (I know I'm not nothin' good)
I know I'm misunderstood (yeah, f*ck 'em)
I know that you're all alone
I know that you're all alone (I know that you're all alone)
That's why you tryna call my phone (that's why you tryna call my phone, yeah)
I know that your feelings gone (I know that your feelings gone)
I'm a dog, you gon' feel this bone
Got my racks up
Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)
Rackies, my good looks, like f*ck, I'm handsome (woah)
My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)
I don't even have no f*cking plans, son
Got my racks up
Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)
Rackies, my good looks, like f*ck, I'm handsome (woah)
My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)
I don't even have no f*cking plans, son
And my circle tight just like some Cheerios (yeah)
Fruity Pebble diamonds hittin' like a bowl of cereal (ayy)
Yeah, she ride me like a bike, she had me on dave mirra mode
Legends never die, I got on white so there's no burial (yeah)
And my circle tight just like some Cheerios
Fruity Pebble diamonds hittin' like a bowl of cereal (what?)
Yeah, she ride me like a bike, she had me on dave mirra mode
Legends never die, I got on white so there's no burial (lil uzi)
Back up, shawty gave me brain (what?), She got her master's (yeah)
Pull up with ten whips (whips) like what's a Mazda? (Yeah)
My man's in a Ghost, I call him Casper (woah)
I can't trust a ho, no, I can't track her (none)
I know that you're all alone (I know that you're all alone)
That's why you tryna call my phone (that's why you tryna call my phone, yeah)
I know that your feelings gone (I know that your feelings gone)
I'm a dog, you gon' feel this bone
Got my racks up
Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)
Rackies, my good looks, like f*ck, I'm handsome (woah)
My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)
I don't even have no f*cking plans, son
Got my racks up
Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)
Rackies, my good looks, like f*ck, I'm handsome (woah)
My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)
I don't even have no f*cking plans, son
Yeah, yeah, yeah (woah, huh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi, brrt)
Yeah
I know that you're all alone (I know that you're all alone)
That's why you tryna call my phone (that's why you tryna call my phone, yeah)
I know that your feelings gone (I know that your feelings gone)
I'm a dog, you gon' feel this bone
Got my racks up
Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)
Rackies, my good looks, like f*ck, I'm handsome (woah)
My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)
I don't even have no f*cking plans, son
Got my racks up
Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)
Rackies, my good looks, like f*ck, I'm handsome (woah)
My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)
I don't even have no f*cking plans, son
I don't even know how I made it (yeah, yeah)
I was nervous, but I had patience (yeah)
I ain't gon' lie, I'm the greatest (yeah)
I don't even know how I made it (what?)
F*ckin' hoes like, "Bye-bye, baby" (yeah)
F*ck me, you get Mercedes
F*ck me, you get Mercedes
I like my girls from the hood (I like my girls from the hood)
I know I'm not nothin' good (I know I'm not nothin' good)
I know I'm misunderstood (yeah, f*ck 'em)
I know that you're all alone
I know that you're all alone (I know that you're all alone)
That's why you tryna call my phone (that's why you tryna call my phone, yeah)
I know that your feelings gone (I know that your feelings gone)
I'm a dog, you gon' feel this bone
Got my racks up
Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)
Rackies, my good looks, like f*ck, I'm handsome (woah)
My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)
I don't even have no f*cking plans, son
Got my racks up
Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)
Rackies, my good looks, like f*ck, I'm handsome (woah)
My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)
I don't even have no f*cking plans, son
And my circle tight just like some Cheerios (yeah)
Fruity Pebble diamonds hittin' like a bowl of cereal (ayy)
Yeah, she ride me like a bike, she had me on dave mirra mode
Legends never die, I got on white so there's no burial (yeah)
And my circle tight just like some Cheerios
Fruity Pebble diamonds hittin' like a bowl of cereal (what?)
Yeah, she ride me like a bike, she had me on dave mirra mode
Legends never die, I got on white so there's no burial (lil uzi)
Back up, shawty gave me brain (what?), She got her master's (yeah)
Pull up with ten whips (whips) like what's a Mazda? (Yeah)
My man's in a Ghost, I call him Casper (woah)
I can't trust a ho, no, I can't track her (none)
I know that you're all alone (I know that you're all alone)
That's why you tryna call my phone (that's why you tryna call my phone, yeah)
I know that your feelings gone (I know that your feelings gone)
I'm a dog, you gon' feel this bone
Got my racks up
Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)
Rackies, my good looks, like f*ck, I'm handsome (woah)
My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)
I don't even have no f*cking plans, son
Got my racks up
Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yeah)
Rackies, my good looks, like f*ck, I'm handsome (woah)
My money's so long, it's for my grandson (yes)
I don't even have no f*cking plans, son
Writer: Symere Woods
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Nakamura
Huh
I'm too focused when it comes to the cash flow (yeah)
Lost my mind, I ain't worried 'bout my last ho
Thankful for my last lows
Makin' sure this time that I got that dog pose (whoa)
Now I'm back on (whoa)
Ohh, ohh, ohh-oh
Ohh, ohh, ohh-oh
Ayy, huh? Ayy
They thought I fell off and they said I wouldn't be back on (back on)
Had to toughen up and gave myself a backbone (backbone)
That's a f*cking mass on
I'ma go hard, this time, I'ma crack stone (go hard)
I'm like, "Oh, God," this time, I'm a bow god (yeah)
Last year, I was way too friendly, now don't know ya (yeah, whoa)
They said I talk too much, but I thought I told ya (shh)
Actions speak louder than words, this time, yeah, I showed ya (whoa)
Bought my girl a Birkin, Chanel, myself Goyard (whoa)
I don't care 'bout these new rappers, I'm before ya
On my bully, so I'm standing like a bulldog (grr)
I'm the king of the ring, I could take on four of y'all (whoa)
Take on four of y'all
You could think he tough, but I got more heart
I can't trust no one 'cause I ain't sure ya
I wanted this so much I broke down to the floor, yeah
Whoa, whoa
Yeah, yeah, it's Lil Uzi Vert
I wanted this so much I broke down to the floor, yeah (whoa)
I put time and dedication into education (ayy)
(TDE) I ain't TDE, but I'm the top dog (whoa)
She said, "You goin' insane, you need a vacation" (huh?)
I don't gotta go overseas to get your top off (whoa)
Girl, you way too fake, you ain't on baecation
She tryna eat it up 'til she get lockjaw (yeah)
You know I'm scarred just from all my old relations
I don't want your love, getting hearts knocked off (whoa)
We not sellin' mid, we be gettin' flock off (yeah)
Feel like Nakamura jumpin' off the top, dawg (whoa)
She ain't let me in, but now she turn the lights off (whoa)
Made it all the way to the top, I got 'em shocked, dawg (let's go)
Ohh, ohh, ohh-oh
Ohh, ohh, ohh-oh (yeah, whoa)
Thank you, thank you so much (Lil Uzi)
And you know I really give this my all (Lil Uzi, ayy)
I wouldn't be nothin' without none of you (Lil Uzi)
I need all of you, not some of you (Lil Uzi)
(Lil Uzi, ayy)
I'm too focused when it comes to the cash flow (yeah)
Lost my mind, I ain't worried 'bout my last ho
Thankful for my last lows
Makin' sure this time that I got that dog pose (whoa)
Now I'm back on (whoa)
Ohh, ohh, ohh-oh
Ohh, ohh, ohh-oh
Ayy, huh? Ayy
They thought I fell off and they said I wouldn't be back on (back on)
Had to toughen up and gave myself a backbone (backbone)
That's a f*cking mass on
I'ma go hard, this time, I'ma crack stone (go hard)
I'm like, "Oh, God," this time, I'm a bow god (yeah)
Last year, I was way too friendly, now don't know ya (yeah, whoa)
They said I talk too much, but I thought I told ya (shh)
Actions speak louder than words, this time, yeah, I showed ya (whoa)
Bought my girl a Birkin, Chanel, myself Goyard (whoa)
I don't care 'bout these new rappers, I'm before ya
On my bully, so I'm standing like a bulldog (grr)
I'm the king of the ring, I could take on four of y'all (whoa)
Take on four of y'all
You could think he tough, but I got more heart
I can't trust no one 'cause I ain't sure ya
I wanted this so much I broke down to the floor, yeah
Whoa, whoa
Yeah, yeah, it's Lil Uzi Vert
I wanted this so much I broke down to the floor, yeah (whoa)
I put time and dedication into education (ayy)
(TDE) I ain't TDE, but I'm the top dog (whoa)
She said, "You goin' insane, you need a vacation" (huh?)
I don't gotta go overseas to get your top off (whoa)
Girl, you way too fake, you ain't on baecation
She tryna eat it up 'til she get lockjaw (yeah)
You know I'm scarred just from all my old relations
I don't want your love, getting hearts knocked off (whoa)
We not sellin' mid, we be gettin' flock off (yeah)
Feel like Nakamura jumpin' off the top, dawg (whoa)
She ain't let me in, but now she turn the lights off (whoa)
Made it all the way to the top, I got 'em shocked, dawg (let's go)
Ohh, ohh, ohh-oh
Ohh, ohh, ohh-oh (yeah, whoa)
Thank you, thank you so much (Lil Uzi)
And you know I really give this my all (Lil Uzi, ayy)
I wouldn't be nothin' without none of you (Lil Uzi)
I need all of you, not some of you (Lil Uzi)
(Lil Uzi, ayy)
Writer: Symere Woods, Brandon Terrell Veal, Lyle Anthony Leduff Jr., Ivison Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Just Wanna Rock
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
I just wanna rock
Body-ody, yeah (shake it down)
Damn
Damn
(MC, make another hit) whoa
This ain't what you want (Project, Project X)
This ain't what you want
This ain't what you want
Ha, 1600 block, I just wanna rock (shake it down)
I just wanna, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
I just wanna rock, body-ody, yeah (shake it down)
Shawty got that body-ody, ah, ah, ah (shake it down)
Hit it once, no ties (shake it, shake it)
How the f*ck you gon' kill my vibe? (shake it down)
Stand on my money, don't know my size (shake it, shake it)
Pick them sides (shake it down)
And you better choose wisely (shake it, shake it down-down)
That's my high, one, two, three, four, throw up the five (shake it, shake it)
That's my high
Damn
Damn (one, two, three, four, throw up the five)
(MC, make another hit) whoa
This ain't what you want (Project, Project X)
This ain't what you want
This ain't what you want
Buh, buh, buh, buh (down, down)
Buh, buh, buh, buh (down, down)
Buh, buh, buh, buh (down, down)
Buh, buh, buh, buh (shake it down)
Buh, buh, buh, buh (down, down)
Buh, buh, buh, buh (down, down)
Buh, buh, buh, buh (down, down)
Buh, buh, buh, damn (shake it down)
(Shake it down-down)
(Shake it, shake it down-down)
(Shake it down-down)
(Shake it, shake it down-down)
(Shake it down-down)
(Shake it, shake it down-down)
(Shake it down-down)
(Shake it, shake it, shake it)
Ah, ah, ah
I just wanna rock
Body-ody, yeah (shake it down)
Damn
Damn
(MC, make another hit) whoa
This ain't what you want (Project, Project X)
This ain't what you want
This ain't what you want
Ha, 1600 block, I just wanna rock (shake it down)
I just wanna, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
I just wanna rock, body-ody, yeah (shake it down)
Shawty got that body-ody, ah, ah, ah (shake it down)
Hit it once, no ties (shake it, shake it)
How the f*ck you gon' kill my vibe? (shake it down)
Stand on my money, don't know my size (shake it, shake it)
Pick them sides (shake it down)
And you better choose wisely (shake it, shake it down-down)
That's my high, one, two, three, four, throw up the five (shake it, shake it)
That's my high
Damn
Damn (one, two, three, four, throw up the five)
(MC, make another hit) whoa
This ain't what you want (Project, Project X)
This ain't what you want
This ain't what you want
Buh, buh, buh, buh (down, down)
Buh, buh, buh, buh (down, down)
Buh, buh, buh, buh (down, down)
Buh, buh, buh, buh (shake it down)
Buh, buh, buh, buh (down, down)
Buh, buh, buh, buh (down, down)
Buh, buh, buh, buh (down, down)
Buh, buh, buh, damn (shake it down)
(Shake it down-down)
(Shake it, shake it down-down)
(Shake it down-down)
(Shake it, shake it down-down)
(Shake it down-down)
(Shake it, shake it down-down)
(Shake it down-down)
(Shake it, shake it, shake it)
Writer: Javier Mercado, Mohamed Camara, Symere Woods
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Fire Alarm
Top floor
Sleep on me if you wanna
I can't even see myself, be myself, be myself (uh)
I can't even see myself, I'm myself, I'm myself
I can't see myself, hurt myself, hurt myself
I can't be myself, see myself, f*ck myself (I wanna see)
I can't be myself, see myself, I'm myself (the livest motherf*ckers that's in this bitch)
I can't be myself, see myself, slice myself (loud, don't be shy)
I can't sell myself, clean myself, slice myself (just be yourself)
I can't be myself, see myself, freak myself (whoa)
Freak myself
I can't free myself
The fire alarm, the fire alarm (freak myself)
The fire alarm, the fire alarm (I can't be myself, free myself, by myself)
F*ck your bitch, call emergency
Ain't no bitch never heard of me (freak myself)
I f*ck hoes off burgundy, she said, "Can I get a Birkin please?" (Yeah, free myself)
I did three hoes in one day, so I gave my fourth girl dirty D (freak myself)
In her jaw, she want a breaker, Ed, Edd and Eddy like Double D (freak myself)
Sent her an Uber, like "Come with me"
I ain't even touch her, she cum for me (freak myself)
Takin' these Perkys, she numb for me
F*ck on her friends, so she run from me (freak myself)
Don't be nervous (takin' these Perkys, she numb for me)
(F*ck on her friends, she run from me)
I just want you to go crazy when the beat drop, just like, just
Takin' these Perkys, she numb for me
F*ck on her friends, yeah, she run from me (freak myself)
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Takin' these pills and these pills got me outer space
Got me out of my mind, I went and-, ahh
All of my money, my pants, my money, my money, my pants
My watch on my wrist, it ain't coachin' with fans
My Richard, my Richard, my Richard a milli'
It cost way more than your lil' Rollie
I treat my foreign like it was a stoley
I put the ice on my ankle like goalie
Diamond my neck and it can't get no colder
Solitaire ring, and my neck is boulder
Love for my job, but I'm still sellin' coca
I know some bitches that diggin' the soda
I like this bitch, but I can't even hold her
None of these bitches, we really don't own 'em
Yellow stones on me, they look like it's sunny
One of my chains on my neck is a Franko
It was a dip in the ocean like Homer
None of these niggas they fresher than Uzi
Feel the Blick on me like an organ donor, whoa
None of these niggas they fresher than Uzi
Feel the Blick on me like an organ donor
She gave me head like that bitch got diploma
Can pour up a four, but I ain't want Paloma
She pull up on me to handle the boner
Original YSL, bitch, I'm a stoner, woo, woo
The fire alarm, the fire alarm
The fire alarm, the fire alarm
The fire alarm, the fire alarm
The fire alarm, the fire alarm
Woo-woo, woo-woo
Woo-woo, woo-woo
Woo-woo, woo-woo
Woo-woo
Woo-woo
Sleep on me if you wanna
I can't even see myself, be myself, be myself (uh)
I can't even see myself, I'm myself, I'm myself
I can't see myself, hurt myself, hurt myself
I can't be myself, see myself, f*ck myself (I wanna see)
I can't be myself, see myself, I'm myself (the livest motherf*ckers that's in this bitch)
I can't be myself, see myself, slice myself (loud, don't be shy)
I can't sell myself, clean myself, slice myself (just be yourself)
I can't be myself, see myself, freak myself (whoa)
Freak myself
I can't free myself
The fire alarm, the fire alarm (freak myself)
The fire alarm, the fire alarm (I can't be myself, free myself, by myself)
F*ck your bitch, call emergency
Ain't no bitch never heard of me (freak myself)
I f*ck hoes off burgundy, she said, "Can I get a Birkin please?" (Yeah, free myself)
I did three hoes in one day, so I gave my fourth girl dirty D (freak myself)
In her jaw, she want a breaker, Ed, Edd and Eddy like Double D (freak myself)
Sent her an Uber, like "Come with me"
I ain't even touch her, she cum for me (freak myself)
Takin' these Perkys, she numb for me
F*ck on her friends, so she run from me (freak myself)
Don't be nervous (takin' these Perkys, she numb for me)
(F*ck on her friends, she run from me)
I just want you to go crazy when the beat drop, just like, just
Takin' these Perkys, she numb for me
F*ck on her friends, yeah, she run from me (freak myself)
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Takin' these pills and these pills got me outer space
Got me out of my mind, I went and-, ahh
All of my money, my pants, my money, my money, my pants
My watch on my wrist, it ain't coachin' with fans
My Richard, my Richard, my Richard a milli'
It cost way more than your lil' Rollie
I treat my foreign like it was a stoley
I put the ice on my ankle like goalie
Diamond my neck and it can't get no colder
Solitaire ring, and my neck is boulder
Love for my job, but I'm still sellin' coca
I know some bitches that diggin' the soda
I like this bitch, but I can't even hold her
None of these bitches, we really don't own 'em
Yellow stones on me, they look like it's sunny
One of my chains on my neck is a Franko
It was a dip in the ocean like Homer
None of these niggas they fresher than Uzi
Feel the Blick on me like an organ donor, whoa
None of these niggas they fresher than Uzi
Feel the Blick on me like an organ donor
She gave me head like that bitch got diploma
Can pour up a four, but I ain't want Paloma
She pull up on me to handle the boner
Original YSL, bitch, I'm a stoner, woo, woo
The fire alarm, the fire alarm
The fire alarm, the fire alarm
The fire alarm, the fire alarm
The fire alarm, the fire alarm
Woo-woo, woo-woo
Woo-woo, woo-woo
Woo-woo, woo-woo
Woo-woo
Woo-woo
Writer: Symere Woods, Donald Earl Cannon, Brittany Foushee, Graham T Perez, Tatiana J Schwaninger
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
CS
When the roads all merge into one
You're forced to drive, ah
Whoa
(Yeah) wake up
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
Hide the scars to fade away the shake-up
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table?
Here you go, create another fable (you wanted to)
Grab a brush and put a little makeup (you wanted to)
Hide the scars to fade away the shake-up (you wanted to)
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table? (You wanted to)
I don't think you trust in my (my)
Self-righteous suicide
And I cry (and I cry) when angels
When angels deserve to die
Wake up
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
Hide the scars to fade away the shake-up
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table?
Here you go, create another fable (you wanted to)
Grab a brush and put a little makeup (you wanted to)
Hide the scars to fade away the shake-up (you wanted to)
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table? (You wanted to)
I don't think you trust in my (trust in my)
Self-righteous suicide
And I cry (and I cry) when angels
When angels deserve to die
Now I'm on edge, standing on this ledge
Ain't wanna ask me how I feel
Too late (I wanted to)
Wake up
You're forced to drive, ah
Whoa
(Yeah) wake up
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
Hide the scars to fade away the shake-up
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table?
Here you go, create another fable (you wanted to)
Grab a brush and put a little makeup (you wanted to)
Hide the scars to fade away the shake-up (you wanted to)
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table? (You wanted to)
I don't think you trust in my (my)
Self-righteous suicide
And I cry (and I cry) when angels
When angels deserve to die
Wake up
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
Hide the scars to fade away the shake-up
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table?
Here you go, create another fable (you wanted to)
Grab a brush and put a little makeup (you wanted to)
Hide the scars to fade away the shake-up (you wanted to)
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table? (You wanted to)
I don't think you trust in my (trust in my)
Self-righteous suicide
And I cry (and I cry) when angels
When angels deserve to die
Now I'm on edge, standing on this ledge
Ain't wanna ask me how I feel
Too late (I wanted to)
Wake up
Writer: Symere Woods, Serj Tankian, Daron Vartan Malakian, Frederick Jay Rubin, Ben Thomas
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Werewolf
(Deep down I'm jealous of the daywalkers)
(When night time comes)
I stare at the moon
(And I turn into stalker)
(Witness me)
Whoa
Ah
Got bare bad bones in my backpack
I burnt through all of my nine lives (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I'll never get past the borderline
You think you know me well
But how well do you know Hell? (Whoa)
Nowhere left to go now but underground
And this darkness has become a haven
I'm going deeper underground, can't face it
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Picked up where you left off
I pray on my knees to my protector
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Get off to the blood that was left on the scene, it was destined
I was blessed with a curse and I can't even doubt it
I was blessed with a curse and I can't even doubt it
I was blessed with a curse and I can't even doubt it
I was blessed with a curse and I can't even doubt it
And this darkness has become a haven
I'm going deeper underground, can't face it
Better off dead in the ground, don't see you around, so long
And, yeah, the shadows have become a haven
(Deep down I'm jealous of the daywalkers)
(When night time comes)
I stare at the moon
(And I turn into a stalker)
And (witness me) this darkness has become a haven
I'm going deeper underground, can't face it
Better off dead in the ground, don't see you around, so long
And, yeah, the shadows have become a haven
Witness me (witness me, witness me, witness me)
(When night time comes)
I stare at the moon
(And I turn into stalker)
(Witness me)
Whoa
Ah
Got bare bad bones in my backpack
I burnt through all of my nine lives (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I'll never get past the borderline
You think you know me well
But how well do you know Hell? (Whoa)
Nowhere left to go now but underground
And this darkness has become a haven
I'm going deeper underground, can't face it
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Picked up where you left off
I pray on my knees to my protector
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Get off to the blood that was left on the scene, it was destined
I was blessed with a curse and I can't even doubt it
I was blessed with a curse and I can't even doubt it
I was blessed with a curse and I can't even doubt it
I was blessed with a curse and I can't even doubt it
And this darkness has become a haven
I'm going deeper underground, can't face it
Better off dead in the ground, don't see you around, so long
And, yeah, the shadows have become a haven
(Deep down I'm jealous of the daywalkers)
(When night time comes)
I stare at the moon
(And I turn into a stalker)
And (witness me) this darkness has become a haven
I'm going deeper underground, can't face it
Better off dead in the ground, don't see you around, so long
And, yeah, the shadows have become a haven
Witness me (witness me, witness me, witness me)
Writer: Symere Woods, Oliver Sykes, Lee Malia, Matt Kean, Matt Nicholls, Jordan Fish
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Pluto to Mars
I done came out with a hundred grand large, yeah (I done came out with a hundred)
I got a ten-car garage, yeah (I got a ten-car garage)
They thought I wouldn't make it far, yeah (thought that I wouldn't make it far)
Mama, I did it, a star, yeah (mama, for you, yeah, I did it)
Yellow diamond look like Marge, yeah (look like a Simpson)
Backyard so big like a park, yeah (I ain't kiddin')
Made it from Pluto to Mars (it's Lil Uzi Vert, whoa)
If the lights go off (yeah), baby, would you ever change? (Change)
I was never on my high horse from the fame (ayy, fame, yeah)
I could never get mistaken for a lame (ayy, yeah, yeah, for a lame, yeah)
You know I love it every time she calls my name (ayy, yeah, she calls my name, yeah)
If the lights go off (ayy), baby, would you ever change? (Change)
I was never on my high horse from the fame (fame, no)
I could never get mistaken for a lame (yeah, ayy, for a lame, what?)
You know I love it every time she calls my name (huh? Name, ayy, ayy)
I could break down the flow on the beat now (yes)
I could break down your ho into threes now (yeah, yeah)
Said my paper so old it got senile (yeah, huh?)
I done pulled up with a forty, ayy (yeah, yeah)
I get that forty, my woadie, ayy (my woadie)
I gotta go do some shows (shows)
I met some different girls all on the road (what? Ayy)
Yeah, you know how this life goes (yeah, ayy, ayy)
I can tell that these niggas, they all frauds (ayy, ayy)
All of these niggas, they tryna sabotage (ayy, ayy)
I done came out with a hundred grand large, yeah (ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)
I got a ten-car garage, yeah (ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)
They thought I wouldn't make it far, yeah (ayy, yeah, huh? Ayy, yeah, yeah)
Mama, I did it, a star, yeah (yeah, ayy, I'm a star, ayy)
Yellow diamond look like Marge, yeah (ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy)
Backyard so big like a park, yeah (yeah, whoa, like a park, what? Ayy)
Made it from Pluto to Mars (yeah)
If the lights go off (yeah), baby, would you ever change? (Change)
I was never on my high horse from the fame (ayy, fame, yeah)
I could never get mistaken for a lame (ayy, yeah, yeah, for a lame, yeah)
You know I love it every time she calls my name (ayy, yeah, she calls my name, yeah)
If the lights go off (ayy), baby, would you ever change? (Change)
I was never on my high horse from the fame (fame, no)
I could never get mistaken for a lame (yeah, ayy, for a lame, what?)
You know I love it every time she calls my name (huh? Name, ayy, ayy)
(Ayy, ayy)
I gotta keep it low (yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Don't want no one to know (yeah, yeah, shh, shh)
I do better on my own (ayy, on my own)
Bet she still gon' sing my songs (whoa)
Yeah, my songs, oh (yeah)
Don't believe in love (huh?), I don't never know, baby (yeah)
Let it even up, now you know your time come
Let it overlap, count it off of my thumb (ayy)
She sat on my lap and her ass was so dumb (ayy)
She gon' let me crash, I hope I do not come
If she throw it back, I'm gon' make her viral (yeah)
I'm a maniac, they all know I'm psycho (yeah)
Yeah, I got a ten-car garage, yeah (yeah)
They thought I wouldn't make it far, yeah (ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah)
Mama, I did it, a star, yeah (ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah)
Yellow diamond look like Marge, yeah (what? What?)
Backyard so big like a park, yeah (backyard so big like a park)
Made it from Pluto to Mars (made it from Pluto to Mars, yeah)
If the lights go off, baby, would you ever change? (Change)
I was never on my high horse from the fame (fame)
I could never get mistaken for a lame (for a lame, yeah)
You know I love it every time she calls my name (it's Lil Uzi Vert)
And I know (yeah, ayy)
I know you know that you're my baby (it's Lil Uzi Vert)
And I know (ayy, yeah, I know)
I know you know I drive you crazy (it's Lil Uzi Vert)
Ohh (uh-huh, go)
I know you know that you're my lady (it's Lil Uzi Vert)
Yeah (ayy, ayy)
You been gone so long and I can't take it (it's Lil Uzi Vert)
I got a ten-car garage, yeah (I got a ten-car garage)
They thought I wouldn't make it far, yeah (thought that I wouldn't make it far)
Mama, I did it, a star, yeah (mama, for you, yeah, I did it)
Yellow diamond look like Marge, yeah (look like a Simpson)
Backyard so big like a park, yeah (I ain't kiddin')
Made it from Pluto to Mars (it's Lil Uzi Vert, whoa)
If the lights go off (yeah), baby, would you ever change? (Change)
I was never on my high horse from the fame (ayy, fame, yeah)
I could never get mistaken for a lame (ayy, yeah, yeah, for a lame, yeah)
You know I love it every time she calls my name (ayy, yeah, she calls my name, yeah)
If the lights go off (ayy), baby, would you ever change? (Change)
I was never on my high horse from the fame (fame, no)
I could never get mistaken for a lame (yeah, ayy, for a lame, what?)
You know I love it every time she calls my name (huh? Name, ayy, ayy)
I could break down the flow on the beat now (yes)
I could break down your ho into threes now (yeah, yeah)
Said my paper so old it got senile (yeah, huh?)
I done pulled up with a forty, ayy (yeah, yeah)
I get that forty, my woadie, ayy (my woadie)
I gotta go do some shows (shows)
I met some different girls all on the road (what? Ayy)
Yeah, you know how this life goes (yeah, ayy, ayy)
I can tell that these niggas, they all frauds (ayy, ayy)
All of these niggas, they tryna sabotage (ayy, ayy)
I done came out with a hundred grand large, yeah (ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)
I got a ten-car garage, yeah (ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)
They thought I wouldn't make it far, yeah (ayy, yeah, huh? Ayy, yeah, yeah)
Mama, I did it, a star, yeah (yeah, ayy, I'm a star, ayy)
Yellow diamond look like Marge, yeah (ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy)
Backyard so big like a park, yeah (yeah, whoa, like a park, what? Ayy)
Made it from Pluto to Mars (yeah)
If the lights go off (yeah), baby, would you ever change? (Change)
I was never on my high horse from the fame (ayy, fame, yeah)
I could never get mistaken for a lame (ayy, yeah, yeah, for a lame, yeah)
You know I love it every time she calls my name (ayy, yeah, she calls my name, yeah)
If the lights go off (ayy), baby, would you ever change? (Change)
I was never on my high horse from the fame (fame, no)
I could never get mistaken for a lame (yeah, ayy, for a lame, what?)
You know I love it every time she calls my name (huh? Name, ayy, ayy)
(Ayy, ayy)
I gotta keep it low (yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Don't want no one to know (yeah, yeah, shh, shh)
I do better on my own (ayy, on my own)
Bet she still gon' sing my songs (whoa)
Yeah, my songs, oh (yeah)
Don't believe in love (huh?), I don't never know, baby (yeah)
Let it even up, now you know your time come
Let it overlap, count it off of my thumb (ayy)
She sat on my lap and her ass was so dumb (ayy)
She gon' let me crash, I hope I do not come
If she throw it back, I'm gon' make her viral (yeah)
I'm a maniac, they all know I'm psycho (yeah)
Yeah, I got a ten-car garage, yeah (yeah)
They thought I wouldn't make it far, yeah (ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah)
Mama, I did it, a star, yeah (ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah)
Yellow diamond look like Marge, yeah (what? What?)
Backyard so big like a park, yeah (backyard so big like a park)
Made it from Pluto to Mars (made it from Pluto to Mars, yeah)
If the lights go off, baby, would you ever change? (Change)
I was never on my high horse from the fame (fame)
I could never get mistaken for a lame (for a lame, yeah)
You know I love it every time she calls my name (it's Lil Uzi Vert)
And I know (yeah, ayy)
I know you know that you're my baby (it's Lil Uzi Vert)
And I know (ayy, yeah, I know)
I know you know I drive you crazy (it's Lil Uzi Vert)
Ohh (uh-huh, go)
I know you know that you're my lady (it's Lil Uzi Vert)
Yeah (ayy, ayy)
You been gone so long and I can't take it (it's Lil Uzi Vert)
Writer: Symere Woods, Brandon Terrell Veal, Deckard3000
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Patience
Take your time, Uzi (take your time)
(Seroquel, Seroquel)
Take your time
(Yeah)
I don't know if you really in love with me now (now)
(Why must I fall in love?) Where am I? (Said, why?)
I don't know if you really in love with me now
(Why must you fall in love?)
I don't know if you really in love with me now
(Why must I love the drugs? Said, why?)
I don't know if you really in love with me now
(Don't tear my heart into pieces)
Seroquel, Seroquel
Seroquel, Seroquel (yeah, you know that I need you)
Seroquel, Seroquel (don't tear my heart into pieces)
Yeah (ooh, you know that I need you)
Nowadays I am so numb (numb)
This love, it go me so dumb (dumb)
I thought that you was just done (done)
But when you see me you run (run)
I don't know why you can't stay (stay)
I'm not gon' lie, I want you (yeah)
I know what I did was wrong (wrong)
But I still can just fall through, ooh
Seroquel got me trippin' (trippin')
Seroquel got me dippin' (dippin')
Maybe it's the prescription but you lookin' oh so nice
Seroquel got me dippin' (yeah, dippin')
Seroquel got me trippin'
Maybe it's the prescription but you look-
I don't know if you really in love with me now
(Why must you fall in love?)
I don't know if you really in love with me now
(Why must I love the drugs? Said, why?)
I don't know if you really in love with me now
(Don't tear my heart into pieces)
Seroquel, Seroquel
Seroquel, Seroquel (yeah, you know that I need you)
Seroquel, Seroquel (don't tear my heart into pieces)
Yeah (ooh, you know that I need you)
You wanna get out the club (ooh)
You always fall in love
I know that I always fall through
I need you tonight so when I call you
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
I love you like I love my Seroquel
I love you like I love my Seroquel
I love you like I love my Seroquel
(I love you like I love my Seroquel)
I don't know if you really in love with me now
(Why must you fall in love?)
I don't know if you really in love with me now
(Why must I love the drugs? Said, why?)
I don't know if you really in love with me now
(Don't tear my heart into pieces)
Seroquel, Seroquel
Seroquel, Seroquel (yeah, you know that I need you)
Seroquel, Seroquel (don't tear my heart into pieces)
Yeah (ooh, you know that I need you)
Medicated, medicated not sedated
Nowadays I am so numb (why?)
This love it go me so dumb (must I love the drugs?)
I thought that you was just done
But when you see me you run
I don't know why you can't stay
I'm not gon' lie, I want you
I know what I did was wrong
But I still can just fall through, ooh
Why?
Must I love the drugs? (Bugz Ronin, he gon' run it up)
Medicated, medicated not sedated
(Seroquel, Seroquel)
Take your time
(Yeah)
I don't know if you really in love with me now (now)
(Why must I fall in love?) Where am I? (Said, why?)
I don't know if you really in love with me now
(Why must you fall in love?)
I don't know if you really in love with me now
(Why must I love the drugs? Said, why?)
I don't know if you really in love with me now
(Don't tear my heart into pieces)
Seroquel, Seroquel
Seroquel, Seroquel (yeah, you know that I need you)
Seroquel, Seroquel (don't tear my heart into pieces)
Yeah (ooh, you know that I need you)
Nowadays I am so numb (numb)
This love, it go me so dumb (dumb)
I thought that you was just done (done)
But when you see me you run (run)
I don't know why you can't stay (stay)
I'm not gon' lie, I want you (yeah)
I know what I did was wrong (wrong)
But I still can just fall through, ooh
Seroquel got me trippin' (trippin')
Seroquel got me dippin' (dippin')
Maybe it's the prescription but you lookin' oh so nice
Seroquel got me dippin' (yeah, dippin')
Seroquel got me trippin'
Maybe it's the prescription but you look-
I don't know if you really in love with me now
(Why must you fall in love?)
I don't know if you really in love with me now
(Why must I love the drugs? Said, why?)
I don't know if you really in love with me now
(Don't tear my heart into pieces)
Seroquel, Seroquel
Seroquel, Seroquel (yeah, you know that I need you)
Seroquel, Seroquel (don't tear my heart into pieces)
Yeah (ooh, you know that I need you)
You wanna get out the club (ooh)
You always fall in love
I know that I always fall through
I need you tonight so when I call you
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
I love you like I love my Seroquel
I love you like I love my Seroquel
I love you like I love my Seroquel
(I love you like I love my Seroquel)
I don't know if you really in love with me now
(Why must you fall in love?)
I don't know if you really in love with me now
(Why must I love the drugs? Said, why?)
I don't know if you really in love with me now
(Don't tear my heart into pieces)
Seroquel, Seroquel
Seroquel, Seroquel (yeah, you know that I need you)
Seroquel, Seroquel (don't tear my heart into pieces)
Yeah (ooh, you know that I need you)
Medicated, medicated not sedated
Nowadays I am so numb (why?)
This love it go me so dumb (must I love the drugs?)
I thought that you was just done
But when you see me you run
I don't know why you can't stay
I'm not gon' lie, I want you
I know what I did was wrong
But I still can just fall through, ooh
Why?
Must I love the drugs? (Bugz Ronin, he gon' run it up)
Medicated, medicated not sedated
Writer: Symere Woods, Caleb Toliver
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Days Come and Go
They love me, then they hate me like I'm wakin' God up
I treat that girl so good, I should charge her (lotta cash)
I'm the one that act like, like my father (my father)
But I don't even know nowadays where my father (father)
Sometimes I wanna call him then sometimes don't bother (don't bother)
If you was me, you would be weird too
I hang with killers and the robbers, yeah (whoa)
Insecurities make me wish I was taller (yeah)
I backed down on the opportunity, I'm a staller
Insecurities every night while I'm in starlust
My girl f*ck with a couple rappers, but I'm rawer
Insecurities always make me wan' dog her (insecurities)
Insecurities ain't real, I'm just a narcissist
I'm from Philly, why I talk like this (talk like this)
I'm from the gritty, why I walk like this (yeah)
I made a milli' then I taught my bitch
I know it's a couple niggas that stalk my bitch (true)
But I would too if that was not my chick
I don't know why I am so lost, like
I got brain damage every time I think about the bag
I got brain damage, but they overlook 'cause I got cash
Every time I get a check, everybody just got they hand out
But when I was broke, nobody really had they hand out
Days come and go (days come and go)
But my love gon' stay
Stay on the road (stay on the road)
So my money straight (my money straight)
Days come and go (days come and go)
But my love gon' stay
Stay on the road (stay on the road)
So my money straight (my money straight)
Uh, oh, you 'bout that? Uh, uh, you 'bout that? (Yeah)
Took them medications, uh, then reply back
Yeah, I know that you want me, girl, don't lie back (yeah)
I've been so stressed out, rub my head while I lie back, yeah
I need somebody just to vent to like the AC (AC)
If you knew what I went through, you know my life brazy (brazy)
Took a trip, but that's when OG went to AC (yeah)
We played baccarat all night, only made eighty, yeah
Got his personal number, but I never called JAY-Z, yeah
Every time he get paid, you know he pay me, yeah
You get it
I'm on top of the game like a fitted
And we don't text with emojis, only digits (only digits)
Do you know what that mean? I have residuals (oh)
I'm just talkin' to you, baby, I ain't flexin' though (oh)
I'm just tryna really learn and get the best of you (oh)
I let you know stuff about me that my ex don't know (yeah)
I did stuff I'd never do to make sure the sex was gold
I remember I fell off, they wasn't there, but now my section full
And now my mansion got a closet big as investor view, I'm next to you
I ain't done, hold on, no, I ain't done
Put me in a crazy home, would've rather been twenty-three and one
And I don't wan' say they f*cked me over, but I went down to fifth place
Had to climb my way back up just to be that one gun
I got too much on my mind, I got too much on my plate
I spent two hundred thousand on Desto funeral, that's an estate
I don't know why they be mad at me 'cause I'm expressin' my ways
I don't know why I cry sometimes, maybe I'm blessed with no fate
I ain't had nothin' left in my crate, I ain't even know what to say
But I always bounce back like orange rubber on that woodgrain
And some people say I'm insane, the other ones say I'm lame (yeah)
But the only thing I know, I'm always gon' remain the same
Days come and go (days come and go)
But my love gon' stay
Stay on the road (stay on the road)
So my money straight (my money straight)
Days come and go (days come and go)
But my love gon' stay
Stay on the road (stay on the road)
So my money straight (my money straight)
Uh, oh, you 'bout that? Uh, uh, you 'bout that? (Yeah)
Took them medications, uh, then reply back
Yeah, I know that you want me, girl, don't lie back (yeah)
I've been so stressed out, rub my head while I lie back, yeah
I treat that girl so good, I should charge her (lotta cash)
I'm the one that act like, like my father (my father)
But I don't even know nowadays where my father (father)
Sometimes I wanna call him then sometimes don't bother (don't bother)
If you was me, you would be weird too
I hang with killers and the robbers, yeah (whoa)
Insecurities make me wish I was taller (yeah)
I backed down on the opportunity, I'm a staller
Insecurities every night while I'm in starlust
My girl f*ck with a couple rappers, but I'm rawer
Insecurities always make me wan' dog her (insecurities)
Insecurities ain't real, I'm just a narcissist
I'm from Philly, why I talk like this (talk like this)
I'm from the gritty, why I walk like this (yeah)
I made a milli' then I taught my bitch
I know it's a couple niggas that stalk my bitch (true)
But I would too if that was not my chick
I don't know why I am so lost, like
I got brain damage every time I think about the bag
I got brain damage, but they overlook 'cause I got cash
Every time I get a check, everybody just got they hand out
But when I was broke, nobody really had they hand out
Days come and go (days come and go)
But my love gon' stay
Stay on the road (stay on the road)
So my money straight (my money straight)
Days come and go (days come and go)
But my love gon' stay
Stay on the road (stay on the road)
So my money straight (my money straight)
Uh, oh, you 'bout that? Uh, uh, you 'bout that? (Yeah)
Took them medications, uh, then reply back
Yeah, I know that you want me, girl, don't lie back (yeah)
I've been so stressed out, rub my head while I lie back, yeah
I need somebody just to vent to like the AC (AC)
If you knew what I went through, you know my life brazy (brazy)
Took a trip, but that's when OG went to AC (yeah)
We played baccarat all night, only made eighty, yeah
Got his personal number, but I never called JAY-Z, yeah
Every time he get paid, you know he pay me, yeah
You get it
I'm on top of the game like a fitted
And we don't text with emojis, only digits (only digits)
Do you know what that mean? I have residuals (oh)
I'm just talkin' to you, baby, I ain't flexin' though (oh)
I'm just tryna really learn and get the best of you (oh)
I let you know stuff about me that my ex don't know (yeah)
I did stuff I'd never do to make sure the sex was gold
I remember I fell off, they wasn't there, but now my section full
And now my mansion got a closet big as investor view, I'm next to you
I ain't done, hold on, no, I ain't done
Put me in a crazy home, would've rather been twenty-three and one
And I don't wan' say they f*cked me over, but I went down to fifth place
Had to climb my way back up just to be that one gun
I got too much on my mind, I got too much on my plate
I spent two hundred thousand on Desto funeral, that's an estate
I don't know why they be mad at me 'cause I'm expressin' my ways
I don't know why I cry sometimes, maybe I'm blessed with no fate
I ain't had nothin' left in my crate, I ain't even know what to say
But I always bounce back like orange rubber on that woodgrain
And some people say I'm insane, the other ones say I'm lame (yeah)
But the only thing I know, I'm always gon' remain the same
Days come and go (days come and go)
But my love gon' stay
Stay on the road (stay on the road)
So my money straight (my money straight)
Days come and go (days come and go)
But my love gon' stay
Stay on the road (stay on the road)
So my money straight (my money straight)
Uh, oh, you 'bout that? Uh, uh, you 'bout that? (Yeah)
Took them medications, uh, then reply back
Yeah, I know that you want me, girl, don't lie back (yeah)
I've been so stressed out, rub my head while I lie back, yeah
Writer: Symere Woods, Donald Earl Cannon, Tommy Parker
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Rehab
I went through so many experiences in my life
You wouldn't even understand
You would think this shit is a big lie, but it's the truth
Oh yeah, shout out to, um, Kaitlyn, shout out to Julie, shout out to Lola, haha
Shout out all my peoples, you know who you is, man
Shout out to Big E too
That's what I call you, man, we go golfin'
I'll never forget Moran (Moran, whoa)
Made sure I ain't feel no drama (feel no drama, yeah)
Looked at you like my own mama (my own mama, ayy)
Wasn't old enough to be my mama (to be my mama)
But you came right through on perfect timin' (perfect timin')
I was in intake, couldn't have no diamonds (have no diamonds)
But you still told me that I was shinin' (I was shinin')
I was under your spell from the kindness (yeah)
You asked me every day, "Why you cryin'?" (Why you cryin'?)
Couldn't tell the truth, so I start lyin' (I start lyin')
Told you 'bout all the things I could buy (I could buy)
You said, "Take your time, stop watchin' time" (watchin' time)
Goin' through withdrawals, you saw the signs (whoa)
I was literally just out my mind (yeah, I was crazy)
I'm the shit, I couldn't hold my bowels (whoa)
Rehab centers don't even got no crowds (yeah)
You said, "You'll be okay, have patience" (have patience)
Lots of Seroquel and Gabapentin (Gabapentin)
For like two weeks straight, yeah, I was shakin' (I was shakin')
I would tell you about who I'm datin' (who I'm datin')
No more fast hoes and crustaceans (damn)
No more lobsters tails and fast relations (whoa)
Followed your own rules, f*ck the basics (yeah)
When nighttime would come, couldn't wait until the day shift (whoa)
I'll never forget Moran (Moran, ayy)
Made sure I ain't feel no drama (yeah, feel no drama)
Looked at you like my own mama (my own mama)
Wasn't old enough to be my mama (to be my mama)
I'll never forget Moran (Moran, ayy, ayy)
Made sure I ain't feel no drama (feel no drama)
Looked at you like my own mama (my own mama)
Wasn't old enough to be my mama (to be my mama)
I wanted to escape this place (huh?)
Deep down, I really hate this place
I came in with 50K (came in with 50K)
I left out with 50K (I left out with 50K)
'Cause you can't spend no money in this place (no)
It felt like a whole week in just one day (just one day)
They checked on me, um, every forty-five minutes (yeah)
I thought that they was just tryna be in my business (huh?)
Everyone is equal here, they don't care about riches (don't care about riches)
I'm gonna die in here, I had that feelin' (I had that feelin')
But Moran made sure I was efficient (Moran, uh)
Should've went on trips when they went fishin' (yeah)
I can't take it (I can't take it)
This for Mor', but my best friend's named Jake (Jake)
He made sure that I was straight (straight)
Graduation made me feel so great
I'll never forget Moran (Moran)
Made sure I ain't feel no drama (feel no drama)
Looked at you like my own mama (my own mama)
Wasn't old enough to be my mama (to be my mama)
I'll never forget Moran (Moran)
Made sure I ain't feel no drama (feel no drama)
Looked at you like my own mama (my own mama)
Wasn't old enough to be my mama (to be my mama)
I ain't forget about you, auntie
You used to drive me to my, um, to my doctor's appointments
And I ain't forget about you, Nurse Tammy
Or Lil' Jay, or Bammy, or Dr. Rudy
You did your thing on this, Fousheé
You wouldn't even understand
You would think this shit is a big lie, but it's the truth
Oh yeah, shout out to, um, Kaitlyn, shout out to Julie, shout out to Lola, haha
Shout out all my peoples, you know who you is, man
Shout out to Big E too
That's what I call you, man, we go golfin'
I'll never forget Moran (Moran, whoa)
Made sure I ain't feel no drama (feel no drama, yeah)
Looked at you like my own mama (my own mama, ayy)
Wasn't old enough to be my mama (to be my mama)
But you came right through on perfect timin' (perfect timin')
I was in intake, couldn't have no diamonds (have no diamonds)
But you still told me that I was shinin' (I was shinin')
I was under your spell from the kindness (yeah)
You asked me every day, "Why you cryin'?" (Why you cryin'?)
Couldn't tell the truth, so I start lyin' (I start lyin')
Told you 'bout all the things I could buy (I could buy)
You said, "Take your time, stop watchin' time" (watchin' time)
Goin' through withdrawals, you saw the signs (whoa)
I was literally just out my mind (yeah, I was crazy)
I'm the shit, I couldn't hold my bowels (whoa)
Rehab centers don't even got no crowds (yeah)
You said, "You'll be okay, have patience" (have patience)
Lots of Seroquel and Gabapentin (Gabapentin)
For like two weeks straight, yeah, I was shakin' (I was shakin')
I would tell you about who I'm datin' (who I'm datin')
No more fast hoes and crustaceans (damn)
No more lobsters tails and fast relations (whoa)
Followed your own rules, f*ck the basics (yeah)
When nighttime would come, couldn't wait until the day shift (whoa)
I'll never forget Moran (Moran, ayy)
Made sure I ain't feel no drama (yeah, feel no drama)
Looked at you like my own mama (my own mama)
Wasn't old enough to be my mama (to be my mama)
I'll never forget Moran (Moran, ayy, ayy)
Made sure I ain't feel no drama (feel no drama)
Looked at you like my own mama (my own mama)
Wasn't old enough to be my mama (to be my mama)
I wanted to escape this place (huh?)
Deep down, I really hate this place
I came in with 50K (came in with 50K)
I left out with 50K (I left out with 50K)
'Cause you can't spend no money in this place (no)
It felt like a whole week in just one day (just one day)
They checked on me, um, every forty-five minutes (yeah)
I thought that they was just tryna be in my business (huh?)
Everyone is equal here, they don't care about riches (don't care about riches)
I'm gonna die in here, I had that feelin' (I had that feelin')
But Moran made sure I was efficient (Moran, uh)
Should've went on trips when they went fishin' (yeah)
I can't take it (I can't take it)
This for Mor', but my best friend's named Jake (Jake)
He made sure that I was straight (straight)
Graduation made me feel so great
I'll never forget Moran (Moran)
Made sure I ain't feel no drama (feel no drama)
Looked at you like my own mama (my own mama)
Wasn't old enough to be my mama (to be my mama)
I'll never forget Moran (Moran)
Made sure I ain't feel no drama (feel no drama)
Looked at you like my own mama (my own mama)
Wasn't old enough to be my mama (to be my mama)
I ain't forget about you, auntie
You used to drive me to my, um, to my doctor's appointments
And I ain't forget about you, Nurse Tammy
Or Lil' Jay, or Bammy, or Dr. Rudy
You did your thing on this, Fousheé
Writer: Symere Woods, Brandon Terrell Veal, Donald Earl Cannon, qqqu1ncy, Britanny Foushee, Breezey Montana
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
The End
Whoa
Whoa (yes)
Whoa
Yo
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la
Sing a song, sing along
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Let's sing a song, sing along (yeah)
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la
Sing a song, sing along
Love is all we need
Every day, every time
Whoa
(Yeah) I'm not from this earth, I'm from outer space
I landed here just to drop the Pink Tape
If you feel blue, have a pink day
When I came to it, I ain't know what to say (ayy)
I'm not from this earth, I'm from outer space
I landed here just to drop the Pink Tape
If you feel blue, have a pink day
I'm not from this earth, I'm from outer space (yes)
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la
Sing a song, sing along
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Let's sing a song, sing along (yeah)
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la
Sing a song, sing along
Love is all we need
Every day, every time (yeah)
Whoa
Yo
Whoa
I'm not from this earth, I'm from outer space
I landed here just to drop the Pink Tape
If you feel blue, have a pink day
I'm not from this earth, I'm from outer space
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La, la-la-la-la-la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la (I'm not from this earth, I'm from outer space)
La-la-la-la, la-la, la-la
Love is all we need (I landed here just to drop the Pink Tape)
I'm not from this earth, I'm from outer space
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la
Sing a song, sing along
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Let's sing a song, sing along
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la
Sing a song, sing along
We love all the music
(I'm not from this earth, I'm from outer space)
We love all the music
Every day, every time
Love (love)
Whoa (yes)
Whoa
Yo
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la
Sing a song, sing along
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Let's sing a song, sing along (yeah)
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la
Sing a song, sing along
Love is all we need
Every day, every time
Whoa
(Yeah) I'm not from this earth, I'm from outer space
I landed here just to drop the Pink Tape
If you feel blue, have a pink day
When I came to it, I ain't know what to say (ayy)
I'm not from this earth, I'm from outer space
I landed here just to drop the Pink Tape
If you feel blue, have a pink day
I'm not from this earth, I'm from outer space (yes)
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la
Sing a song, sing along
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Let's sing a song, sing along (yeah)
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la
Sing a song, sing along
Love is all we need
Every day, every time (yeah)
Whoa
Yo
Whoa
I'm not from this earth, I'm from outer space
I landed here just to drop the Pink Tape
If you feel blue, have a pink day
I'm not from this earth, I'm from outer space
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La, la-la-la-la-la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la (I'm not from this earth, I'm from outer space)
La-la-la-la, la-la, la-la
Love is all we need (I landed here just to drop the Pink Tape)
I'm not from this earth, I'm from outer space
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la
Sing a song, sing along
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Let's sing a song, sing along
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la
Sing a song, sing along
We love all the music
(I'm not from this earth, I'm from outer space)
We love all the music
Every day, every time
Love (love)
Writer: Symere Woods, Suzuka Nakamoto, Moa Kikuchi, Momoko Okazaki
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Zoom
No, I will not answer
Please do not, don't call my phone
Mr. Do Not Answer Phone
Please, don't, girl, no, leave me 'lone
Double cup the Styrofoam
Pull up my car it go 'room
This a coupe, no, no leg room
Pull up on your bitch like zoom
What you thought that I wasn't gon' come through
What you thought I wasn't gon' get comfortable
You know I wouldn't do this if it wasn't true
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea
I know what I can, and what I can't do
I know every time that I'ma come through
Yea, I just turned to the big man
Big shoes, big hands, counting big bands
Big B, on my back, on my leather Vans
She saw the zippers and said "Those are some sick pants"
Ooh
I know what I can, and what I can't do
I know every time that I'ma come through
Yea, I just turned to the big man
Big shoes, big hands, counting big bands
Big B, on my back, on my leather Vans
She saw the zippers and said "Those are some sick pants"
No I will not answer
Please do not call my phone
Mr. Do Not Answer Phone
Please don't call, no leave me 'lone
Double cup the Styrofoam
Pull up my car it go 'room
This a coupe, no, no leg room
Pull up on your bitch like zoom
What you thought that I wasn't gon' come through
What you thought I wasn't gon' get comfortable
You know I wouldn't do this if it wasn't you
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
I know what I can, and what I can't do
I know every time that I'ma come through
Yea, I just turned to the big man
Big shoes, big hands, counting big bands
Big B, on my back, on my leather Vans
She saw the zippers and said "Those are some sick pants"
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea
I know what I can, and what I can't do
I know every time that I'ma come through
Yea, I just turned to the big man
Big shoes, big hands, counting big bands
Big B, on my back, on my leather Vans
She saw the zippers and said "Those are some sick pants"
No I will not answer
Please do not call my phone
Mr. Do Not Answer Phone
Please don't call, no leave me 'lone
Double cup the Styrofoam
Pull up my car it go 'room
This a coupe, no, no leg room
Pull up on your bitch like zoom
What you thought that I wasn't gon' come through
What you thought I wasn't gon' get comfortable
You know I wouldn't do this if it wasn't you
Please do not, don't call my phone
Mr. Do Not Answer Phone
Please, don't, girl, no, leave me 'lone
Double cup the Styrofoam
Pull up my car it go 'room
This a coupe, no, no leg room
Pull up on your bitch like zoom
What you thought that I wasn't gon' come through
What you thought I wasn't gon' get comfortable
You know I wouldn't do this if it wasn't true
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea
I know what I can, and what I can't do
I know every time that I'ma come through
Yea, I just turned to the big man
Big shoes, big hands, counting big bands
Big B, on my back, on my leather Vans
She saw the zippers and said "Those are some sick pants"
Ooh
I know what I can, and what I can't do
I know every time that I'ma come through
Yea, I just turned to the big man
Big shoes, big hands, counting big bands
Big B, on my back, on my leather Vans
She saw the zippers and said "Those are some sick pants"
No I will not answer
Please do not call my phone
Mr. Do Not Answer Phone
Please don't call, no leave me 'lone
Double cup the Styrofoam
Pull up my car it go 'room
This a coupe, no, no leg room
Pull up on your bitch like zoom
What you thought that I wasn't gon' come through
What you thought I wasn't gon' get comfortable
You know I wouldn't do this if it wasn't you
Yea, yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea
I know what I can, and what I can't do
I know every time that I'ma come through
Yea, I just turned to the big man
Big shoes, big hands, counting big bands
Big B, on my back, on my leather Vans
She saw the zippers and said "Those are some sick pants"
Yea, yea, yea
Yea, yea, yea, yea
I know what I can, and what I can't do
I know every time that I'ma come through
Yea, I just turned to the big man
Big shoes, big hands, counting big bands
Big B, on my back, on my leather Vans
She saw the zippers and said "Those are some sick pants"
No I will not answer
Please do not call my phone
Mr. Do Not Answer Phone
Please don't call, no leave me 'lone
Double cup the Styrofoam
Pull up my car it go 'room
This a coupe, no, no leg room
Pull up on your bitch like zoom
What you thought that I wasn't gon' come through
What you thought I wasn't gon' get comfortable
You know I wouldn't do this if it wasn't you
Writer: Symere Woods
Copyright: Lyrics © DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © DistroKid
Of Course
Ooh (yeah, hello, be quiet)
Ooh (Oogie Mane, he killed it)
Ooh (big bad bitches, big bad, Lil Uzi) (I'm working on dying)
(Yeah) ooh
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (uh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (uh)
I ain't gonna flex no more, I gave my watch to my best friend (yeah)
Coppin' shit you can't afford, 100k right on my necklace (yeah)
I be calling your bitch when I'm bored, no, that ain't no past tense (whoa)
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course (woo), ayy
I poured a two in that four (dang)
Whoa, I'm right here
I got opps from the 30 and I ain't scared (I ain't scared)
Pulled up in the 30, they some squares (pulled up)
Got a Glock with a thirty and I ain't scared (no, I'm not)
I'm not flexin' on you, baby, it's right here (it's right here)
Got a Glock and that .30 right under your chair (under your chair)
Two hundred right up on my dash, my coupe right here (skrrt)
Throw it up, don't be scared
I was throwin' up and it was clear (it was clear)
I took too much molly, I can't hear
And I f*cked so many hoes, I had to go and just switch states (switch states)
Raf Simons on my jeans but I'm still in my Rick stage (yeah, Rick stage)
I saw your Rollie rose gold but it's not no big face (ayy)
Bitch, you know I know where the brick stay, yeah, I walk like a lick, ayy (ayy, ayy)
Got a big Glock on my hip, ayy (yeah), yeah, that's right where my stick stay
Uh, uh, uh, uh (right where my stick stay)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (right where my stick stay)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I ain't gonna flex no more, I gave my watch to my best friend (yeah)
Coppin' shit you can't afford, 100k right on my necklace (whoa)
I be calling your bitch when I'm bored, no, that ain't no past tense
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course (ayy)
How many hundred thousand you make this year? On my thirty-second
I f*cked that bitch on a perc for an hour, don't do thirty seconds (no)
And I'm from the 1600 so I don't f*ck with no 32nd (f*ck)
Francisville baby, you know we rocking, you know we gon' wreck shit (wreck shit)
Rest in peace Chico, for that boy, you know that I'm gonna keep flexin' (let's go far)
Sometimes I still call his phone, sometimes I still go to text him (oh my God)
He was lackin' by the opps, I can't believe that they nixed him (yeah)
I was standing by the opps, I had thirty in my weapon
I was standing by the opps, I was standing by the opps
I was standing by the opps, I was standing by the opps (whoa)
I do the dash on the cop, digital dash on my drop
I turned myself to a boss, f*ck you, nigga, and the law
Baby girl, head game strong, she suck my dick so long
Tell me whatchu want (want), I can get you on, wait
You think he get money, uh, look at his chain, no pointers (okay)
Yeah, it's molly world, come join us (yeah)
So much swag, can't afford it
Uh, uh, uh, uh (so much swag, can't afford it)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I ain't gonna flex no more, I gave my watch to my best friend (yeah)
Coppin' shit you can't afford, 100k right on my necklace (uh)
I be calling your bitch when I'm bored, no, that ain't no past tense (ayy)
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course (yeah)
No, he didn't, yes, I did
No, he didn't, yes, I did
No, he didn't, yes, I did
Ooh (Oogie Mane, he killed it)
Ooh (big bad bitches, big bad, Lil Uzi) (I'm working on dying)
(Yeah) ooh
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (uh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (uh)
I ain't gonna flex no more, I gave my watch to my best friend (yeah)
Coppin' shit you can't afford, 100k right on my necklace (yeah)
I be calling your bitch when I'm bored, no, that ain't no past tense (whoa)
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course (woo), ayy
I poured a two in that four (dang)
Whoa, I'm right here
I got opps from the 30 and I ain't scared (I ain't scared)
Pulled up in the 30, they some squares (pulled up)
Got a Glock with a thirty and I ain't scared (no, I'm not)
I'm not flexin' on you, baby, it's right here (it's right here)
Got a Glock and that .30 right under your chair (under your chair)
Two hundred right up on my dash, my coupe right here (skrrt)
Throw it up, don't be scared
I was throwin' up and it was clear (it was clear)
I took too much molly, I can't hear
And I f*cked so many hoes, I had to go and just switch states (switch states)
Raf Simons on my jeans but I'm still in my Rick stage (yeah, Rick stage)
I saw your Rollie rose gold but it's not no big face (ayy)
Bitch, you know I know where the brick stay, yeah, I walk like a lick, ayy (ayy, ayy)
Got a big Glock on my hip, ayy (yeah), yeah, that's right where my stick stay
Uh, uh, uh, uh (right where my stick stay)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (right where my stick stay)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I ain't gonna flex no more, I gave my watch to my best friend (yeah)
Coppin' shit you can't afford, 100k right on my necklace (whoa)
I be calling your bitch when I'm bored, no, that ain't no past tense
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course (ayy)
How many hundred thousand you make this year? On my thirty-second
I f*cked that bitch on a perc for an hour, don't do thirty seconds (no)
And I'm from the 1600 so I don't f*ck with no 32nd (f*ck)
Francisville baby, you know we rocking, you know we gon' wreck shit (wreck shit)
Rest in peace Chico, for that boy, you know that I'm gonna keep flexin' (let's go far)
Sometimes I still call his phone, sometimes I still go to text him (oh my God)
He was lackin' by the opps, I can't believe that they nixed him (yeah)
I was standing by the opps, I had thirty in my weapon
I was standing by the opps, I was standing by the opps
I was standing by the opps, I was standing by the opps (whoa)
I do the dash on the cop, digital dash on my drop
I turned myself to a boss, f*ck you, nigga, and the law
Baby girl, head game strong, she suck my dick so long
Tell me whatchu want (want), I can get you on, wait
You think he get money, uh, look at his chain, no pointers (okay)
Yeah, it's molly world, come join us (yeah)
So much swag, can't afford it
Uh, uh, uh, uh (so much swag, can't afford it)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I ain't gonna flex no more, I gave my watch to my best friend (yeah)
Coppin' shit you can't afford, 100k right on my necklace (uh)
I be calling your bitch when I'm bored, no, that ain't no past tense (ayy)
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course (yeah)
No, he didn't, yes, I did
No, he didn't, yes, I did
No, he didn't, yes, I did
Writer: Amir Sanders, Christopher Ju, Jordan T. Ortiz, Symere Woods
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Shardai
This that Uzi mixtape (mixtape)
I been wearin' Rick, boy, you way too Ricky late (you Ricky late)
Work on fine china, ooh, that be a sticky plate (a sticky plate)
I made her cry, she f*cked her makeup up, got sticky face (got sti-)
Go, ooh, drop it low, ooh, go Shardai
Got FN on my side, this is shark day (whoa)
Whippin' up that glass, sharp plate (huh?)
She gon' shake that ass, Shardai (whoa)
I stay with that bag, Shardai
I stay with that cash, just like Shardai
Yeah
Whoa (oh-whoa, whoa)
Whoa (whoa) (Bugz Ronin, he gon' run it up)
Sometimes I scare myself (yeah)
'Cause I'm far from normal (whoa)
See (yeah)
I know I'm not the same
But then again, at the same time, I know I can't change (I know I can't)
Seriously, yeah, I'm out of my brain (yeah, I'm out of my brain)
Pop ecstasy and I bet I won't faint (I bet I won't faint)
I'm overseas with a lil' Japan bae (um, yeah)
I offered her just to buy her a booty (ayy)
She don't need that 'cause she got real good coochie (yeah)
In Harajuku, shoutout to Yuri (shoutout to Yuri)
I think about you every day that I'm home (every day that I'm home)
She had no visa, but I try bring her home (yeah, I try bring her home)
I can't feel my feet (whoa)
I can't feel my feet (yes)
This ecstasy
I'm so high, I'm tryna phone home (hello?)
I ain't 'posed to get high, I got a P-O (yeah)
Supreme, my windbreaker, it say Geo (Geographic)
Been trappin' for three days, I smell like B-O (what?)
I ain't take no shower, bitch, I shower in dough (I shower in dough)
She sucked my dick and I just cummed on her nose (don't let up)
F*ck from the back, I make her walk on the nose (huh?)
Her head so good, she made me talk with my toes
I'm curlin' my toes
This that Uzi mixtape (mixtape)
I been wearin' Rick, boy, you way too Ricky late (you Ricky late)
Work on fine china, ooh, that be a sticky plate (A sticky plate)
I made her cry, she f*cked her makeup up, got sticky face (got sticky face)
I'm tired of smokin' on these motherf*ckin' icky vapes (these icky vapes)
Rose gold on my wrist, Richard with the Cartier (Cartier)
You ain't got my money? (What?) Just like Carti say (what?)
Ooh, I'm sorry, bae, day of the dead, all these scars, it's Ed Hardy day (yeah)
Not about the breesh then I will not partake
My bitch f*cked a rapper, ooh, gave me heartache
Go, ooh, drop it low, ooh, go Shardai (go Shardai)
Got FN on my side, this is shark day (FN)
Whippin' up that glass, sharp plate
She gon' shake that ass, Shardai (whoa)
I stay with that bag, Shardai (go Shardai)
I stay with that cash, just like Shardai (whoa)
Go, ooh, drop it low, ooh, go Shardai (whoa)
Got FN on my side, this is shark day (yeah)
Whippin' up that glass, sharp plate
She gon' shake that ass, Shardai
I stay with that bag, Shardai
I stay with that cash, just like Shardai
I been wearin' Rick, boy, you way too Ricky late (you Ricky late)
Work on fine china, ooh, that be a sticky plate (a sticky plate)
I made her cry, she f*cked her makeup up, got sticky face (got sti-)
Go, ooh, drop it low, ooh, go Shardai
Got FN on my side, this is shark day (whoa)
Whippin' up that glass, sharp plate (huh?)
She gon' shake that ass, Shardai (whoa)
I stay with that bag, Shardai
I stay with that cash, just like Shardai
Yeah
Whoa (oh-whoa, whoa)
Whoa (whoa) (Bugz Ronin, he gon' run it up)
Sometimes I scare myself (yeah)
'Cause I'm far from normal (whoa)
See (yeah)
I know I'm not the same
But then again, at the same time, I know I can't change (I know I can't)
Seriously, yeah, I'm out of my brain (yeah, I'm out of my brain)
Pop ecstasy and I bet I won't faint (I bet I won't faint)
I'm overseas with a lil' Japan bae (um, yeah)
I offered her just to buy her a booty (ayy)
She don't need that 'cause she got real good coochie (yeah)
In Harajuku, shoutout to Yuri (shoutout to Yuri)
I think about you every day that I'm home (every day that I'm home)
She had no visa, but I try bring her home (yeah, I try bring her home)
I can't feel my feet (whoa)
I can't feel my feet (yes)
This ecstasy
I'm so high, I'm tryna phone home (hello?)
I ain't 'posed to get high, I got a P-O (yeah)
Supreme, my windbreaker, it say Geo (Geographic)
Been trappin' for three days, I smell like B-O (what?)
I ain't take no shower, bitch, I shower in dough (I shower in dough)
She sucked my dick and I just cummed on her nose (don't let up)
F*ck from the back, I make her walk on the nose (huh?)
Her head so good, she made me talk with my toes
I'm curlin' my toes
This that Uzi mixtape (mixtape)
I been wearin' Rick, boy, you way too Ricky late (you Ricky late)
Work on fine china, ooh, that be a sticky plate (A sticky plate)
I made her cry, she f*cked her makeup up, got sticky face (got sticky face)
I'm tired of smokin' on these motherf*ckin' icky vapes (these icky vapes)
Rose gold on my wrist, Richard with the Cartier (Cartier)
You ain't got my money? (What?) Just like Carti say (what?)
Ooh, I'm sorry, bae, day of the dead, all these scars, it's Ed Hardy day (yeah)
Not about the breesh then I will not partake
My bitch f*cked a rapper, ooh, gave me heartache
Go, ooh, drop it low, ooh, go Shardai (go Shardai)
Got FN on my side, this is shark day (FN)
Whippin' up that glass, sharp plate
She gon' shake that ass, Shardai (whoa)
I stay with that bag, Shardai (go Shardai)
I stay with that cash, just like Shardai (whoa)
Go, ooh, drop it low, ooh, go Shardai (whoa)
Got FN on my side, this is shark day (yeah)
Whippin' up that glass, sharp plate
She gon' shake that ass, Shardai
I stay with that bag, Shardai
I stay with that cash, just like Shardai
Writer: Daniel Perez, Ivision Smith, Symere Woods
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Pink Tape is the third solo studio album by American rapper and singer Lil Uzi Vert. It was released through Generation Now and Atlantic Records on June 30, 2023. The album features guest appearances from Travis Scott, Nicki Minaj, Bring Me the Horizon, Don Toliver, and Babymetal.
The album serves as a successor to their third extended play Red & White (2022), which released a year earlier.
The album was supported by two singles, "Just Wanna Rock" and "Endless Fashion" featuring Nicki Minaj.
It features elements of alternative hip hop, punk rap, rage rap, rap metal, and metalcore.
Pink Tape debuted at number one on the Billboard 200 chart, opening with 167,000 album-equivalent units consisting of 11,000 album sales and 154,000 streaming units (calculated from the 210.39 million on-demand streams the album's tracks received).
Performed By:
Lil Uzi VertThe album serves as a successor to their third extended play Red & White (2022), which released a year earlier.
The album was supported by two singles, "Just Wanna Rock" and "Endless Fashion" featuring Nicki Minaj.
It features elements of alternative hip hop, punk rap, rage rap, rap metal, and metalcore.
Pink Tape debuted at number one on the Billboard 200 chart, opening with 167,000 album-equivalent units consisting of 11,000 album sales and 154,000 streaming units (calculated from the 210.39 million on-demand streams the album's tracks received).
Genre(s): Hip hop, trap, rage rap, punk rap, rap rock, alternative hip hop, experimental rap
Producer(s): 1wakeupp, 206Derek, Arca, Ben Thomas, Bnyx, Bobby Raps, Brandon Finessin, Breezey Muzik, Bring Me the Horizon, Bugz Ronin, Charlie Handsome, Clif Shayne, Cubeatz, Daron Malakian, Deckard3000, Don Cannon, Duce, Evil Twin, Forthenight, Forza, Halfway, Harold Harper, Ike Beatz, ISOBeats, J-Law, Jkari, John Ross, Kado, Ken Carson, Kobametal, KrishnaMusic, Landers, Leqn, Lyle LeDuff, Matty Spats, MCVertt, Oogie Mane, Outtatown, Pitt Tha Kid, Qqqu1ncy, Quincy Riley, Rick Rubin, Sense1god, Serj Tankian, Sixthursdays, Snow Strippers, Star Boy, Swvsh, Synthetic, Tommy Parker, TP13, Wheezy, WondaGurl, Yugen, ZeeGoinXrazy, Zkup
Length: 87:03
Released: June 30th, 2023
Year: 2023