I Gotta
Lil Uzi Vert
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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
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Written by: Symere Woods
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