Lil Uzi Vert - Horse Lyrics

[Pre-Hook:]
Mr. Balmain with Air Force
That bitch say that she really like my voice
I do not like her like we is divorced
Shut up bitch, don't like your voice
I might just jump in a 'Rari
I might just jump in a Porsche
What them two things got in common?
Them bitches both got the horse (giddy up!)

[Hook:]
Hit that bitch straight from the back
That bitch just look like a horse
That bitch she gon' scream my name
Until her throat getting hoarse
Told that bitch suck on my dick
I leave her pussy so moist
You cannot fold this umbrella
You ain't inside of the door on Rolls Royce

[Verse 1:]
Automobiles they so foreign
You worrying about a fart
Nigga tell me how you whipping
I swear I'm using a fork
Boy I swear your money little
Like you related to stark
That bitch she lick on the tip
Ain't my baby somebody call the stork
Maxing the Mac-11 with the tripper service
Swear that you don't want war
Shotgun turn you to a smoothie, hit you with the uzi
Swear you don't want war
You a tough pit like a bar
Tell that bitch I got everything in the store
I remember back I was almost poor
Now that bitch pussy pinker than a sore
Tough ass raps they be switching they [?]
Gang members and they talking in code like its mars
I'm the type of nigga to handle shit like a dog
You the type of nigga to fall in love with a whore
Back then that bitch said I was a nerd
Now that bitch sucking on the dick of a God
All that got damn money laying on the floor
Pick it up put it away treat it like its yours

[Pre-Hook:]
Mr. Balmain with Air Force
That bitch say that she really like my voice
I do not like her like we is divorced
Shut up bitch, don't like your voice
I might just jump in a 'Rari
I might just jump in a Porsche
What them two things got in common?
Them bitches both got the horse (giddy up!)

[Hook:]
Hit that bitch straight from the back
That bitch just look like a horse
That bitch she gon' scream my name
Until her throat getting hoarse
Told that bitch suck on my dick
I leave her pussy so moist
You cannot fold this umbrella
You ain't inside of the door on Rolls Royce

[Verse 2:]
Margiela made out of cow
Them them make you feel like a goat
On my neck got fifty thou
Diamond wet just like a boat
Money is sitting in pile
You is upset because you in a hole
I'm spending the most
I swear that thick bitch is doing the most
Rolling with my brother like the master
Choking on her neck anaconda
Roll around with tina on my hip
Who the f*ck is that [?] oh that's just the llama
F*ck on that bitch on her pajamas
F*ck 12 skirt off Panamera
Choke on her tail ruin her mascara
Looking at a millionaire in the mirror
Running the game like a track
Swear you my son not your dad
VVS on my right wrist
VVS on my left wrist
I just f*cked on my right bitch
Then I f*ck on my left bitch
That pussy pop like a rari
That pussy yeah it got grip