| Lil Uzi
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| That be Maaly Raw!
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| Got no friends, um, next to me, enemies too close
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| Raf Simons on my feet, that’s why I fucked your hoe
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| Middle fingers to my enemies
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| , I stay in my glow
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| And you know they gonna intervene, my niggas do the most
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| Ballin', I’m just on it, I’m just on it
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| Gettin', all this money, off recordin'
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| Pourin', I keep pourin', I keep pourin'
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| Know some lil' niggas that’ll rock you for some Jordans
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| Taking double G’s in navy blue jeans like a carbon
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| Oh you wanna try me, walk around you with the carbine
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| Once again I had your bitch, you don’t believe me?
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| Now you stalking
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| Now you see that shit, now your heart is so broken
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| Now she all on me, had me lost in the moment
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| Drinking Hennessy, don’t get drunk, now I’m zonin'
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| All my bitch grade A, fuck with B’s and some C’s though
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| Number 1 that vroom, watch out for the Buick Regal
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| Number 1 that vroom, watch out for them Grand Marquis
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| In the hood, with my chains on, with my nina
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| If you talk shit, they will kill you, that’s how I feel
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| All the old folks, see us run wild, call us heathens
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| Balling like Kobe, I never get cold
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| All of this shit yeah I did on my own
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| Talk to my momma she said me get grown
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| Mama be quiet, gon' buy you a home
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| I’m on a diet, that’s pussy and dope
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| I’m on a diet, that’s pussy and dope
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| I’m on a diet, that’s pussy and dope
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| Counting my money, I’m gettin' this dough
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| Got no friends, um, next to me, enemies too close
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| Raf Simons on my feet, that’s why I fucked your hoe
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| Middle fingers to my enemies, I stay in my glow
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| And you know they gonna intervene, my niggas do the most
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| Ballin', I’m just on it, I’m just on it
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| Gettin', all this money off recordin'
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| Pourin', I keep pourin', I keep pourin'
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| Know some lil' niggas that’ll rock you for some Jordans
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| I’m rocking Rick Owens, your bitch on my dick and that bitch she be hoeing
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| Lil Uzi I swear that I just be going
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| Lil Uzi I swear that I just be flowing (Aye)
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| Drinkin' that lean when I’m with my nigga Scheme
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| I swear to God, that I just be pouring
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| Move like a captain and we never lackin'
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| I swear to God that we stay up into the mornin'
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| Niggas like my style, oh yeah I know it
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| Niggas bite my style, oh yeah I know it
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| Jump in the 'Rari and I’m gonna floor it
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| Skitter the engine when that bitch be roarin'
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| Wiz dropped by, when I was just tourin'
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| Wiz dropped by, when I was just tourin'
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| Collect all my calls and, I ball like I’m Jordan
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| I made a porno and your bitch was the star
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| You a bitch nigga and you already know
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| And my brother he be whippin' the stove
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| All of my niggas be grippin' the poles
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| Number One rule, do not trip on no ho
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| You can not get this shit right here in the store
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| You can not get this shit right here in the store
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| I’ma ball like I am old Derrick Rose
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| I be ballin' like I am Amber Rose
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| Got no friends, um, next to me, enemies too close
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| Raf Simons on my feet, that’s why I fucked your hoe
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| Middle fingers to my enemies, I stay in my glow
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| And you know they gonna intervene, my niggas do the most
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| Ballin', I’m just on it, I’m just on it
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| Gettin', all this money off recordin'
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| Pourin', I keep pourin', I keep pourin'
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| Know some lil' niggas that’ll rock you for some Jordans
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| I be ballin' like, I took the position
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| Of the starter, I’m your father like collar
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| Waiter, what you doing? |
| Why you waiting?
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| Bitches on my dick now, these niggas hatin'
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| But they act, like they ain' out, here hatin'
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| When I be around, they participating
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| Drive around in that new shit, like I’m racing
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| I be dishin' all these bars
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| Throwin' out like I’m Peyton
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| Why you always on my hoe tho?
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| When she up in Soho
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| She look at you, even if she wasn' say she taken
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| Never had this much money, so a nigga pacin'
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| Put my
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| dick
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| in her, now the thought leave her shakin'
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| Okay, good food I’m tastin', bitch you leave in the A. M
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| Smoke more than a damn Frenchman
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| Man my girl like Sanaa Lathan
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| Like I’ma legend in the making
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| Fuck nigga get Nathan
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| I’m flexin', finessin'
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| You rockin' Giuseppe
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| Your pockets ain' what I be rakin'
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| Got no friends, um, next to me, enemies too close
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| Raf Simons on my feet, that’s why I fucked your hoe
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| Middle fingers to my enemies, I stay in my glow
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| And you know they gonna intervene, my niggas do the most
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| Ballin', I’m just on it, I’m just on it
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| Gettin', all this money off recordin'
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| Pourin', I keep pourin', I keep pourin'
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| Know some lil' niggas that’ll rock you for some Jordans |