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Lil Uzi Vert & Gucci Mane) Hah, it's Gucci... Uzi! If I do not reach my goal If I do not reach my goal You just f***ed with Gucci Mane, bitch it's your lucky day I just bought a Rolls but the Ferrari on the way If you ain't talkin' bout a M then I a
Intro: O'Shaunesy Harley & Lil Uzi Vert] ...because it's the last ride ever gonna, that I'm ever gonna take at Astroworld Woah, woah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert] Look at your Rollie, uh, look at my Rollie, uh That's a small face, uh, th
Lil Uzi Vert) Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah Uhm, she shake it fast Yeah, she drop it slow Huh, what, yeah Neck on froze Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah Uhm, she shake it fast Yeah, she drop it slow Huh, what, yeah
Chorus: The Weeknd & Lil Uzi Vert] I'm unfazed (woah) I'm unfazed (woah) I'm unfazed (woah) I'm unfazed (woah) I'm unfazed I'm unfazed I'm unfazed I'm unfazed I'm unfazed, ooh yeah (woah) I'm unfazed, ooh yeah (woah) I'm unfazed, ooh yeah (woah) I'm unfazed (wo
Lil Uzi Vert & Gucci Mane) Ha, it's wizop 6ers 1600, 1600 1600 Stand up Huh (Gucci Mane) It's so hard to take the trap out a trap nigga I'm a coke dealer dressed like a rap figure A Guy Fisher type of nigga, I'mma die richer Posing for pictures wit
Offset:] You know young rich niggas You know so we never really had no old money We got a whole lot of new money though, hah (If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot ya) Hey Raindrop, drip, drop top (drop top) Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) F***in
.. Uzi... not again Uzi, wake your ass up And I ain't gon' lie I got money and the power I ain't gon' lie I got money and the power I ain't gon' lie I ain't gon' lie (Lil Uzi Vert) (Lil Uzi Vert) Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah An
Lil Uzi Vert) Yeah, I heard these niggas sneak dissin' on the low These niggas don't like me all 'cause a hoe, yeah I been getting hundreds ever since I changed my flow, yeah These f*** niggas keep calling me Had to change my phone, yeah Had
woke up in the morning, brush my teeth smack my bitch ass All I do is think about the cash Yeah, what, getting all this cash Yeah, what, I'm 200 on the dash Lil Uzi ooh, I got hella groupies Smoking Backwoods I don't f*** with doobies Copped the doub
know young rich niggas You know so we never really had no old money We got a whole lotta new money though, hah (If Young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot ya) Raindrops, drop tops (drop top) Smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) F***i
re a lonely girl A lo.. go Wanted to take her back to my place Driving 90, let the cops chase Making that "Damn it feels so good" face Cause she don't wanna wait, no, wait 'til we get home Oh that girl, she want it, ye
Future) You see I'm drippin' in baguettes, hey You see I'm drippin' VVS, hey You see me drippin' doin' the flex, hey You see me flexin' on your bitch, don't forget about me You see I'm drippin' on your bitch, you can't forget about me You see I'm drippin' VVS, hey You see
Lil Uzi Vert) Diamonds on my choker Diamonds on my necklace Diamonds they be shinin', boy they so precious I secure the bag then I go get it I secure the bag then I go get it Diamonds on my choker Diamonds on my necklace Diamonds they be shinin', boy they so precious
was broke I was just at home Now I'm on the road Talking to Usher at the grove Rocking Balmain, these ain't Joe When I'm in DC they call me Moe Always got the pedal to the floor I got everything up in the store That's just coke up in her nose,
yeah, she call my phone Ask me what I'm on Baby, is you home I'm in the area Like tell me where he going He ain't scaring none You know why you text my phone, yeah Tell me if you home Like, Baby are you home Baby are you home Baby are you
I ain't gone lie This song right here slick hatin' So Yeah, I took what's yours I made her mine Yeah, I took what's yours I made her mine Jump in the Porsche, strapped with that nine I changed your life, now you gone ride Ooh sang it, he a
Lil Uzi Vert & Brittany) Now, I don't think its just the drugs talking but I really think this shit gon' work What you think Um, I don't know, it might But anyways Did you see that video on Instagram? It had me dying But yeahh Don't think I didn't see your Chanel S
Gucci Mane) I need a blonde, a blonde hoe Blonde, a blonde hoe It's Gucci Mane and man That mane just came back from Milan, hoe Blonde, a blonde hoe Blonde, a blonde hoe Won't you go and paint that p**** blonde? Blonde hoe Blonde, a blonde hoe Blon
Gucci Mane) Nice to meet you, be great to beat you Teresa, the skeezer, the pumpkin eater I paint her face like Mona Lisa The more she moan the more I beat her Three people, two seater Pullin' up, I could eat lunch at Cheetah Scarf's fur so I can't pose for PETA Pockets looking
do not matter Turn to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy Smoking that gas, gone off that xanny, she on the powder Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster Turn to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy Smoking
when it come to hundreds that's money my way Remember she ain't want me now she all in my face Like uh girl you too late, you ain't got no taste Driving to the bank, I can't close my safe Brittany be my bae Money anyway Um I couldn't wait Getting these h
up, hold up, hold up (what) Let me catch my breath (yeah) Let me count these checks (what) Flex on my Ex (yeah) I don't got no respect (I don't, I don't) Break up in a text (what?) Pull up in a GT3 (yeah) Fly off in a jet (vroom!) Pull up
it up, ayy, sauce it up, ayy Sauce it up, ayy, in love I'm Where you from, ayy, throw it up, ayy I'm one of the greatest to ever do it Goin' dumb (hey), goin' nuts (hey) Sauce it up (hey), sauce it up (hey) Lil Uzi Vert Throw it up (hey), where you from (hey) Throw it up (hey),
up every day, know that I am blessed (yuh) Counting up my cake, getting all them checks (yuh) Pull up in a Wraith, I'm just trying to flex (yuh) Why you want to hate, you do it the best I'm a high roller You know I'm a high roller yuh You know I'm a high roller yea You know I'
it from the back watch a nigga bless you (If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you) Crying in my arms like a nigga wrecked you (Metro Boomin' want some more, nigga) Yea alright, alright, alright You was right I was wrong Yea I should've never ever took her home Yea I
yahhh, yah Yah, yah, yah Yaaahhh, yahhh, yah Baby you are not alone You call my phone I pick it up She pick it up then drop it slow Keep it on the low From what I hear she got a man at home I go deep but I'm tired of waitin' Got a situation Live my double life amazin' I ca
this shit don't stop I recognise that this shit keep goin' you know With or without it Ya digg? (Young Thug) I'm with the 808 Mafia You want war, then I ain't stoppin' ya I'm cookin' the white girls for my boy I'm havin' rings like a mother
might pull up in the coupe, yeah Yeah my car don't got no roof, yeah All that fake shit be killin' my mood I am a winner, can't lose Yeah, hey I am a winner, can't lose Keep on winnin', I can't lose, yeah I am not worried 'bout you Winnin', winnin'
Yuh, Woop Steve Aoki Mally Mall David Guetta Ay, ay, ay, ay Uh, yeah, money don't fall Yeah, different day, different episodes Yeah, kick a J, was a penny love (what?) Yeah, 20k in an envelope Yeah, Margiela with the strap Yeah, no shoestring, what you t
no friends up next to me, enemies too close Raf Simons on my feet that's why I f***ed your ho Middlefingers to my enemies, I stay in my glo You know they're gonna intervene, my niggas do the most Ballin', I'm just on it, I'm just on it Gettin' it,
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah (what?) Yeah, (what?), Yeah, Yeah Yeah, (what?), Yeah All your jewelry look funny All your bitches look funny All your money look funny No big face hundreds Yeah, Lil Uzi uh, sixteen hundred Crib look like the Playbo
s gon' tear it up On her face Neutrogena, aye Bad bitch look like Tina, aye Got my nina, damn Got my other nina, damn On the block with all my chains on (chains on) On the block with all my rings on (all my rings on) On her face Neutrogena, aye Bad bitch look like Tina, a
200 I floor it I might get a Rari, 200 I floor it I might get a Rari, 200 I floor it Y'all get the shit, you get the message 200 I floor it Better keep up yeah, that's a foreign (yeah) Hit your girl with endurance ('durance) She like "
no one's safe nowadays (no!) You ain't safe in the safe house (no!) Get money out the safe house (yeah) Put the choppers in the safe house (choppers) In the kitchen I'll whip it, yeah (yeah) Pockets got extra cake now (now) SLS up in LA, up in playhouse, Meek Wraith now Matter
knocked down, act like you never lost Come back and win like you Ronda Rousey Like you Ronda Rousey My niggas twist like they origami Got them girls waiting all in the lobby But my baby still right here beside, yeah My niggas twist like they origami Got them girls w
work, Charlie I got a problem, niggas out here tryna run with my style You kiss your bitch 'fore work, I make her swallow my child We moving, shaking, working now that money going pile My ex be so upset because I'm balling right now And you know I got that chopper l
you ever made a million dollars with your talent (have you) Have you ever f***ed a bitch ass so fat lose your balance (have you) All these bitches washed up all they p**** got that mileage (ew) I been getting money on a lambo put that mileage (damn) My jewelry on
Intro] Why you hatin’ Boy you hain” Boy you hatin’ Boy you hatin’ Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Yeah, uh That be Maaly Raw [Chorus] Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait Chop it, up, off the plate, how long do it take? Bake a cake, smoke a face, half-baked, want the
I tucked the burner Don't wanna f***, I swerve her That be that, bye bye birdie My new lil' bitch, she thirty Diamonds on wrists is hurtin' Pull up on you nigga four of us, four of us Four of us, four of us, four of us Cuban wrist now I'm colder Diamonds on me now I
the f*** are you? Ayy Who the f*** are you? Ayy Who the f*** are you? First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my coupe, ayy Counting all these bands, ayy, who the f*** are you? Ayy Why you walk so cool? Ayy, thousand dollar shoes, ayy Hunnid on my jewels, ayy, I got
I had to tell my girl This ain’t that Woah, I don’t want you back Yeah, I’m just counting racks Ya, the money won’t bring her back (it won't) Ya, and I just want her back Want her back (I want her back) Yah, say you made your money back flip you lyin' Skrt-skrt, big La
m the shit till I die Aw yes Luv Is Rage, Aw Yeah Luv Is Rage I'm the shit till I die Aw yeah Luv Is Rage Sorry baby girl I gotta go right now Even though I want you I can't take you home right now I'mma let you take this number to my phone right now You gon' force m
feat. Lil Uzi Vert) [Intro: Lil Uzi Vert & Girl] Where you at? At my house Let me see that ass What you say? I said "let me see that ass" That ass Oh, you on some naked shit Hahaha I'm on my way Stop lyin' I'm on my way, bye [Verse 1: NAV] I'm ashamed of all t
I'm ready Breathe in, breathe in Breathe out, shake that ass Speed up, go fast Slow down Breathe in, breathe in Breathe out, shake that ass Speed up, go fast Slow down 4, 4, 4, 4 4, 4, 4, 4 Million on me, JAY-Z Count up, f*** nigga, pay, me
s true, that's right She's sipping Moet, and yeah I swear it gets her wetter My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder No I'm not a rat but I'm all about my cheddar Just talked to your homie she said we should be together Gave me brain, was so insane that I made her m
alright I'm alright I'm alright And my money's right I don't really care if you cry On the real you should've never lied Should've saw the way she looked me in my eyes She said "baby, I am not afraid to die" Push me to the edge All my fri
DJ Plugg, you just killed it So much water on my neck might need a boat or something So many different girls I got a load of 'em (yeah) Why you always hating, go and get you some Girl, why you always tripping when you know it's love Walk around, Cuban lin
I can be anything Take a look, it's in a book Take a look, it's in a book I can be anything Take a look, it's in a book Take a look, it's in a book) Nowadays these niggas got tellin' ways She like me when I was broke, now I am hella paid Gettin' more money than
gettin' money man f*** all that hatin' shit This nigga trippin Aye, Iky gimme my weed bro Hahaha This nigga smokin' gas Beat his ass, you know Tell him where you from shorty I'm from 56th street Tell him where you from shorty 5600 nigga, Lansdowne nigga, West Philly
I'm on some shit like Now I do what I want, now I do what I want Now I do what I want, now I do what I want Now I do what I want, now I do what I want Now I do what I want, now I do what I want Now I do what I want, now I do what I want Now I do what I
heard that's a lie Took his bitch then I read her mind Took her bitch cause that bitch was bi What a wrist, it’ll make you blind Gettin' money, I'ma spazz out Drive the 'Rari with the ass out Drive the 'Rari with no tags now Diamond bracelets, ho you mad now
I walk with the racks on me Bad bitch want back back And you know she throw that ass on me I don't want that girl cause She want me cause the cash on me Yeah, you know she cappin' homie Dreadlock that cap on me Back then they napped on me Now they all just act homie Now I'm hot
I'm getting money, had to flood my wrist today, yeah Heard you go with her but that's my bitch today, huh Driving in the Lamb but I'mma get the Wraith, yeah Now I'm gettin' bands, that girl all up in my face, what Now I'm getting money, had to flood my wri
m from the beast of the Belly I'm from the beast of the Belly I'm from the beast of the Belly Got all this bread like a deli Really ain't shit you can tell me Bitch be like Tommy off “Belly” My main bitch, her name is Keisha My side bitch, her name is Kiann
just was telling Keisha Like, imma have dolphins and shit in my crib Waking up living life with no outcome F***ed that bitch outside gave her out cum By any means just like Malcolm Live by any means just like Malcolm I be outside all the way from the morning to dark All the
Paradise yeah It's somewhere that I never been before Yeah, I just wanna be there when I wake up Yeah, Like you better with no make up Yeah, Paradise yeah It's somewhere that I never been before Yeah, I just wanna be there when I wake up Yeah, li
U-God] Yo.. yeah Don't erase none of that good shit in the beginnin Yo.. spill drinks on ya, get stank on ya Yo.. yo.. pinky ring shit, yo That pinky ring shit yo It's that pinky ring shit, the legend of masked kid Shoot out the speakers when my guns get
Juvenile] Huh... You lil boyz don't know what it mean ta get shot You lil boyz don't wanna do nothin' but hang on tha block Yoy lil boyz ain't ready to go to tha pen You lil boyz ain't ready to be sleepin' with nothin' but men You lil boyz better stay in your place You lil boy
Intro: Ty Dolla $ign] Skrrt, skrrt, yeah Sound, sound, sound [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] I've been stressin', I've been up all night Had to leave them hoes alone, had to focus on my life, yeah I've been flexin' with you on my mind You ain't even gotta test it, gir
told me ''Lil Pump won't be shit'' (I won't be shit!) (brr!) I told lil bitch "I could move these bricks'' (could move these bricks) I got a big .30 and I got these clips (I got these clips) (brrah, brrah, grrah) All I gotta do is just drill shit, ay Brr, gang, gang
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