MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
lil uzi vert - xo tour llif3
You alright
I'm alright
I'm quite alright
And my money's right, yeah
Countin' them bands all way to the top 'til they be fallin' over
Countin' them bands on my way to the top 'til we fallin' over
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 friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
Phantom that's all red
Inside all white
Like something you ride a sled down
I just want that head
My Brittany got mad
I'm really her man now
Everybody got the same swag now
One way that I trap now
Stackin' my bands all the way to the top
All the way 'til my bands fallin' over
Every time that you leave your spot
Your girlfriend call me like "Come on over"
I like the way that she treat me
Gon' leave you won't leave me, I call it that Casanova
She said I'm insane yeah
I might blow my brain out
Xanny numb the pain yeah
Please, Xanny make it go away
I'm committed, not addicted but it keep controlling me
All that pain now I can?t feel it, I swear that it's slowing me (yeah)
I don't really care if you cry
On the real, you should've never lied
Saw the way she looked me in my eyes
She said I am not afraid to, die
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead (yeah)
All my friends are dead (yeah)
That is not your swag I swear you faking
All these niggas wanna take my cake now
Radar, at the store, radar
Made somethin', look nigga take some
Fast car, Nascar, race on
In the club they got no ones, that we were baked now
Clothes from overseas, got the racks and they all C-Notes, you is not a G though
Look at you stackin? all your money, it ain?t green though
I was counting that and it's not 20, that's a zero
She say
You're the worst, you're the worst
I cannot die because this my universe
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 friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
lil uzi vert - you was right
[Intro]
Hit 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)
[Hook]
Ya alright, alright, alright
You was right I was wrong
Ya I should've never ever took her home
Ya I should've just boned
Ya fantasy on my phone
Ya hit it from the back watch a nigga bless you
Ya crying in my arms like a nigga wrecked you
Talking about a broken heart running to the restroom
[Verse 1]
Looked at my momma just like we rich
Looked at my bitch like we rich
Said we ain't got no minor setbacks
Counting all that money told that nigga just to bet that
I, I know that you ain't got it boy why you ain't just say that
They see I got that money, now his bitch like I said that
I don't pay that hoe no mind I been had that
When I saw my girl ya you know I had to bag that
And before me fuck niggas ya they had that
Five niggas in including me I had to back back
Try to diss me I take it to your family
I fuck your sister then make sure that she vanish
[Hook]
Ya alright, alright, alright
You was right I was wrong
Ya I should've never ever took her home
Ya I should've just boned
Ya fantasy on my phone
Ya hit it from the back watch a nigga bless you
Ya crying in my arms like a nigga wrecked you
Talking about a broken heart running to the restroom
Ya alright, alright, alright
You was right I was wrong
Ya I should've never ever took her home
Ya I should've just boned
Ya fantasy on my phone
Ya hit it from the back watch a nigga bless you
Ya crying in my arms like a nigga wrecked you
Talking about a broken heart running to the restroom
[Verse 2]
Even though we in the same room
You just locked the door so I gotta text you
Like bae unlock the door I got to use the restroom
Like I don't want to war want to caress you
[Hook]
Ya alright, alright, alright
You was right I was wrong
Ya I should've never ever took her home
Ya I should've just boned
Ya fantasy on my phone
Ya hit it from the back watch a nigga bless you
Ya crying in my arms like a nigga wrecked you
Talking about a broken heart running to the restroom
lil uzi vert - 7am
[intro: uzi & 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 shoes
Hey, hey I think it'll work!
Did you fall asleep? uzi
Of course its gon' work
And what a lovely morning
(alarm clock)
Uzi, wake your ass up
Ay
I told that bitch I count my cake
Bitch get out my face
45 On my waist, boy get out my way
Goyard on my waist, boy you ain't got taste
Now I'm getting cake
Now your bitch gon' let me
[hook]
Like oh god damn
That's the bitch that I want
Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 am I was fucking your love
11 Am, you took that bitch right to brunch
Like oh god damn
That's the bitch that I want
Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 am I was fucking your love
11 Am, you took that bitch right to brunch
Like oh god damn
That's the bitch that I want
Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 am I was fucking your love
11 Am, you took that bitch right to brunch
[verse 1]
Like I lost a lot of friends
But who give a fuck?
I got the money, now that's all that I want
She ate me for lunch
Feel like 2pac I'ma thug
Know some crips and bloods
Xannies, brought them drugs
Got a lot of people banking on me
Tell me why these niggas always hating on me
Coming home, they be waiting on me
Like jump off my dick
All that faking homie
[hook]
Like oh god damn
That's the bitch that I want
Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 am I was fucking your love
11 Am, you took that bitch right to brunch
Like oh god damn
That's the bitch that I want
Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 am I was fucking your love
11 Am, you took that bitch right to brunch
[verse 2]
Like fuck nigga, like can you leave me lone?
Made a million by myself
Yeah that be my song
Like yeah I rock designer when I'm in my zone
Yeah I fucked your mama, I'm on my vlone
Say I'm higher than a drone
Boy you is my clone
Your mama a crackhead
I sold that bitch some stones
Now these bitches want me
I feel like I'm mike jones
281 330 8004
Catch me lean spilling while
I'm lane switching
Drop the top, cocaine ceiling
Backwood, propaine pilling
Say my name in it, now your chain missing
Had a lot of friends and a lot of homies
Now I'm higher, now they all salty
Tell them niggas get the fuck up off me
Now I'm higher, now they all salty
[hook]
Like oh god damn
That's the bitch that I want
Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 am I was fucking your love
11 Am, you took that bitch right to brunch
Like oh god damn
That's the bitch that I want
Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 am I was fucking your love
11 Am, you took that bitch right to brunch
lil uzi vert - all my chains
Monster's gon' tear it up
On her face neutrogena, ay
Bad bitch look like tina, ay
Got my nina, damn
Got my other nina, damn
On the block with all my chains on
On the block with all my rings on
On her face neutrogena, ay
Bad bitch look like tina, ay
Got my nina, damn
Got my other nina, damn
On the block with all my chains on
On the block with all my rings on
On her face neutrogena, damn
Bad bitch look like tina, damn
I got nina, damn
Got my other nina, damn
On the block with all my chains on
On the block with all my rings on
This a fly trap nigga theme song
This a fly trap nigga theme song
Damn, I got the a. p. c. jeans
Damn, rockin the givenchy jeans
Damn, got your bitch all on my dick
Damn, no I do not rock no wings
Damn, alexander to the wang
Damn, alexander to mcqueen
Yeah, you rockin new 7 jeans
No, we rockin nm joe jeans
No, I'm rockin them balmain jeans
Aye got your bitch all on my team
Damn, 'cause lil uzi he's so clean
Damn, and I'm still off of that lean
Damn, I am so rsvp
Damn, when I'm in rsvp
Damn, what the fuck do you got on?
Damn, you cannot walk with me
Damn, if the belt is not goyard
You cannot talk to me
All these models stalking me
Takin bars and double g's
On her face neutrogena, ay
Bad bitch look like tina, ay
Got my nina, damn
Got my other nina, damn
On the block with all my chains on
On the block with all my rings on
On her face neutrogena, ay
Bad bitch look like tina, ay
Got my nina, damn
Got my other nina, damn
On the block with all my chains on
On the block with all my rings on
Lookin at my rolly bitch
I ain't got the time, uh
Smokin on big ganja
Oh you like my style huh?
All these damn diamonds
Kicking like they ronda
Climb up bitch inside her
Ay, jewish bitch eating the latka
Ay, I rock the bape with the tommy
Ay, I fuck that bitch with no condom
Ay, pill blue like lilo and stich
Ay, run to the money like sonic
Long as you ain't re-signing
Play basketball in margiela
Must admit I am the shit like colonics
Winter time find some chinchilla
I am all white gold, I'm diamond grillin'
Damn, I was all on that bitch mental
Damn, that bitch gave me all that dental
Lil uzi sharp like a pencil
Damn, I stack my money and triple
Damn, nut in her mouth and her nipple
Damn, bitch you be lucky I grip you
Damn, bitch you be lucky I hit you
On her face neutrogena, ay
Bad bitch look like tina, ay
Got my nina, damn
Got my other nina, damn
On the block with all my chains on
On the block with all my rings on
On her face neutrogena, ay
Bad bitch look like tina, ay
Got my nina, damn
Got my other nina, damn
On the block with all my chains on
On the block with all my rings on
lil uzi vert - baby are you home
Yeah, she call my phone
Ask me what I'm on
Baby, is you home
I'm in the area
Tell me what he on
He ain't scaring none
You know why you text my phone
Tell me if you home
Like, baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Like, counting all my dough
With my eyes closed
I don't trust a hoe
But, I trust my own
Like, money in my pants
Sticking out my thigh roll
Yes, lil uzi, like hit that eye roll
I don't got no money, that's a lie hoe
Kinda got messy, got rid of my side hoe
I don't wanna fuck you if you a dry hoe
Up in mexico with the plug
Eating pico de gallo
You a rockstar, now pills try those
Traded in my chocolate
Now I got a bright hoe
Man I got my head right
Man I got my bread right
Livin' my life just so right
You can see my diamonds at night
Girl you know I'm higher than a satellite
Can I come over
Or are you the playin' type?
Yeah, she call my phone
Ask me what I'm on
Baby, is you home
I'm in the area
Tell me what he on
He ain't scaring none
You know why you text my phone
Tell me if you home
Like, baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Yes, but boy you do not know me
Boy you ain't my homie
Ballin' like I'm kobe
Now, I'm ballin' like ginobili
Like, boy your style so oldie
Balding like ginobili
Pull up in that porsche
Brittany in the lotus
I get money, yeah
And I put that on my oldest
I ain't got no kids
So I put that on my rollie
They say that he real
So that nigga got to show me
And that nigga homies
Really ain't his homies
I got real homies
I got blood homies
Yeah, I got the gun, and it shoot homies
Yeah, I got them crash dummies
They my new homies
Girl, I made you famous
Ain't no need to thank me
Like yeah I put you first you're my lady
I'm skrtin' the water with my baby
Yeah, she call my phone
Ask me what I'm on
Baby, is you home
I'm in the area
Tell me what he on
He ain't scaring none
You know why you text my phone
Tell me if you home
Like, baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
Tell me what he on
He ain't scared of none
Baby are you home
Baby are you home
lil uzi vert - canadian goose
I 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 fuck with doobies
Copped the double plus
Cause I'm rocking ksubi's
I fuck with my same hoes
I don't trust these newbies
990 That's the newbies ya
Smoked that boy like he is a loosie ya
On the xan hear a noise I load it up
All these diamonds ain't nobody cold as us
Literally I'm cold as fuck
I need canadian goose
I need to get a moncler
Diamonds so cold need some soup
Driving around in a what
Saint laurent all on my boots
Saint laurent all on my boo
2, 000 Dollar a tooth
Lil uzi you is the truth
Lil uzi you is the truth
If you think they took my chain
Boy you is a fool
I said boy you a fool
I just caught me a mewtwo
I just caught me a mewtwo (I choose you!)
Japanese girls stuck to me
Just like some glue
All these diamonds ain't nobody cold as us
Literally I'm cold as fuck
I need canadian goose
I need to get a moncler
Diamonds so cold need some soup
Diamonds all on my teeth
So I barely can talk
Money all in my pockets so I barely can walk
Diamonds they shine in the dark
She from la but she live in New York
But I ain't worried about that
Worried about busting them straps
Lil uzi ya you know I be smoking that pack
If she gon leave
Then you know she coming right back
In a cadillac do a drive by with a mac
When I walk in none of these hoes can relax
When I walk in know that I move
With the racks
When I walk in know that I move
With the racks
Came right in put my city on my back
But I'm still so relaxed on a xanax
I don't care what you did
Don't love you less
But its still margiela all on my vest
What a cross on my neck
I just flew to the a
I might go to mia
I ain't talking paper planes
On the block with all my chains
Got the money and the fame
You a lame that's a shame
All these diamonds ain't nobody cold as us
Literally I'm cold as fuck
I need canadian goose
I need to get a moncler
Diamonds so cold need some soup
lil uzi vert - do what i want
Uhm, 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 want, now I do what I want
Everybody know I'm badder, yeah
Yeah, I'm badder, yeah
It don't matter, ayy, Pocket fatter, ayy
Nowadays I'm on my haters, they got sadder, ayy
That's money longer, yeah
Different song bruh, yeah
Different producer, yeah
I can do anything and I won't lose her
She got right with a winner, left that loser, ayy
Talkin' shit, boy, make me get my Ruger
Yeah, I said my Ruger
All my niggas they shooters
Rockin' them grills all the way 'til my tooth hurt, yeah
Oh he cold? Well, I swear that I'm cooler
That ain't no Rollie, bitch, this is a Franck Muller
Yeah, a Franck Muller
Boy, I started on the bottom, made my way to the top
Boy, I'm gon' keep winnin', no I cannot stop
'Member I had a little, turned that shit to a lot
Always been one hundred, put that on my block
Used to want a four-door, now I want that drop, yeah (skrt skrt)
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 want, now I do what I want
Now I do what I want, now I do what I want
Girl, you see me gettin' this money, woah, please don't front
Hunt & Fish Club where I'm eatin', woah, what's for lunch?
And them boys back home be talkin' but I won't get touched
Stay to myself how I survive, no one who I trust
No one who I trust
Who them niggas? No, they not with us
All these girls, yeah, they ride with us
I don't pay em' no mind, because I just want the bucks
Boy, I started on the bottom, made my way to the top
Boy, I'm gon' keep winnin', no I cannot stop
'Member I had a little, turned that shit to a lot
Always been one hundred, put that on my block
Used to want a four-door, now I want that drop, yeah (skrt skrt)
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
lil uzi vert - erase your social
Know 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 they all on me
Pull out the snapchats on me
I ain't got no snapchat homie
I think it's too personal
That's what I got twitter for
Instagram I'll bag ya hoe
Back then they napped on me
Now they all just act homie
Now I'm hot they all on me
Pull out the snapchats on me
I ain't got no snapchat homie
I think it's too personal
That's what I got twitter for
Instagram I'll bag ya hoe
Back then they napped on me
Now they all just act homie
Now I'm hot they all on me
Pull out the snapchats on me
I ain't got no snapchat homie
I think it's too personal
That's what I got twitter for
Instagram I'll bag ya hoe
Like, flex on you haters, huh (hi haters)
This is my world so it's all in my favor
I like all girls, yeah all type of flavors
But that don't matter
Cause I just got my baby (sike)
Pull her, right there mercedes
Water water like the navy
Fuck that girl till the sun down
Number one like I'm mcgrady
Boy you said that you made me
Go ahead make another one
Do what I want cause I'm trusting none
I'ma love her, till the love is done
Took your girl, she ain't try to run
Hit from the back, so her legs get numb
Hit from the back so long
That my own legs starting to get numb
Suckin' me up, give me brain now she dumb
Tell her it's repercussions
Play her just like a drum
Make in a night what you make in a month
Back then they napped on me
Now they all just act homie
Now I'm hot they all on me
Pull out the snapchats on me
I ain't got no snapchat homie
I think it's too personal
That's what I got twitter for
Instagram I'll bag ya hoe
Back then they napped on me
Now they all just act homie
Now I'm hot they all on me
Pull out the snapchats on me
I ain't got no snapchat homie
I think it's too personal
That's what I got twitter for
Instagram I'll bag ya hoe
Back then they napped on me
Now they all just act homie
Now I'm hot they all on me
Pull out the snapchats on me
I ain't got no snapchat homie
I think it's too personal
That's what I got twitter for
Instagram I'll bag ya hoe
Boy you said that you made me
Go ahead make another one
Do what I want cause I'm trusting none
I'ma love her, till the love is done
Took your girl, she ain't try to run
Hit from the back, so her legs get numb
Hit from the back so long
That my own legs starting to get numb
Know 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 they all on me
Pull out the snapchats on me
I ain't got no snapchat homie
I think it's too personal
That's what I got twitter for
Instagram I'll bag ya hoe
Back then they napped on me
Now they all just act homie
Now I'm hot they all on me
Pull out the snapchats on me
I ain't got no snapchat homie
I think it's too personal
That's what I got twitter for
Instagram I'll bag ya hoe
Back then they napped on me
Now they all just act homie
Now I'm hot they all on me
Pull out the snapchats on me
I ain't got no snapchat homie
I think it's too personal
That's what I got twitter for
Instagram I'll bag ya hoe
I ain't gone lie
Badder girl do be on snapchat
Finna make one
lil uzi vert - grab the wheel
I 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
That ain't no booger
Looking at that girl I really shouldn't
Looking at that girl just like I wouldn't
Looking at that girl and then I took it
Grab the wheel, grab the wheel
Grab it like I'm tuddie
Nowadays I'm getting money I don't worry
All my enemies and my opps
They getting buried
All my enemies and my opps
They getting buried
I won't speak
Red bottoms my feet
My bitch on fleek
Lil uzi a beast yeah!
No more
I don't want to play no more
I don't want to heartbreak no more
I don't want to wait no more
Rocking shows
I might get a lake house with a boat
I might rock all white just like the pope
I might rock all white just like the stove
That's just coke up in her nose
That ain't no booger
Looking at that girl I really shouldn't
Looking at that girl just like I wouldn't
Looking at that girl and then I took it
Grab the wheel, grab the wheel
Grab it like I'm tuddie
Nowadays I'm getting money I don't worry
All my enemies and my opps
They getting buried
All my enemies and my opps
They getting buried
I won't speak
Red bottoms my feet
My bitch on fleek
Lil uzi a beast
No more
I don't want to play no more
I don't want to heartbreak no more
I don't want to wait no more
Rocking shows
I might a lake house with a boat
I might rock all white just like the pope
I might rock all white just like the stove
I don't know
Look I'm only 21 I don't know
I don't know
You niggas nothing that I know
I 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
That ain't no booger
Looking at that girl I really shouldn't
Looking at that girl just like I wouldn't
Looking at that girl and then I took it
Grab the wheel, grab the wheel
Grab it like I'm tuddie
Nowadays I'm getting money I don't worry
All my enemies and my opps
They getting buried
All my enemies and my opps
They getting buried
And I swear it is my time
Make her roll weed all the time
And I mix that lean and that lemon lime
And I swear I won't sweat you
That much if you wasn't fine
Then I made you mine
You always think I'm lying
I ain't got time for the lying
Girl get me some time
I can change you life ya
I shouldn't
I wouldn't
I took it
Grab the wheel, grab the wheel
Grab it like I'm tuddie
Nowadays I'm getting money I don't worry
All my enemies and my ops they getting buried
All my enemies and my ops they getting buried
lil uzi vert - hi roller
Wake up every day, know that I am blessed
Counting up my cake, getting all them checks
Pull up in a wraith, I'm just trying to flex
Why you want to hate, you do it the best
I'm a high roller
You know I'm a high roller
You know I'm a high roller
You know I'm a high roller
Driving like I stole it
Double parking bitch you better not tow it
Please show me my opponent
I said please show me my opponent
I'm so young I could fuck on your niece
Walk on your knees
Driving my car and that bitch ain't no lease
I am a beast
Look at my pockets they so obese
They so obese
I eat up like its at a feast
Yeezy my feet
I put louie v, don c my wrists
Ferragamo, that's all on my wrists
I know that girl can really suck dick
Cause she talk to me right with a lisp
I pour lean up right that's so crisp
She suck like a tick
I got paper nigga and you know it
I swear to god I really can't miss
I make hits I really can't miss
Even if I miss that shit'll hit
Stack my money then watch as it flip
Spend my money then do it again
I swear to god she a ten
Keep her around I swear that girl she a gem
Before I was on, fucked on the twins
Before I was on, fucked on the twins
Raf simons, rick owens, little phillip lim
She said she ain't want me
So I fucked her friend
Open up my mouth white diamonds when I grin
I am not from this earth like invader zim
Nowadays, I am on everybody kin
Walk around with my barbie like I am ken
Everyday adventure time feel like I'm finn
I might just put some diamonds all on my wrist
Every bitch in my face don't give 'em kiss
Boy you hate cause you can't live
Your life like this
Wake up every day, know that I am blessed
Counting up my cake, getting all them checks
Pull up in a wraith, I'm just trying to flex
Why you want to hate, you do it the best
I'm a high roller
You know I'm a high roller
You know I'm a high roller
You know I'm a high roller
I swear to god she a ten
Keep her around I swear that girl she a gem
Before I was on, fucked on the twins
Before I was on, fucked on the twins
Raf simons, rick owens, little phillip lim
She said she ain't want me
So I fucked her friend
Open up my mouth white diamonds when I grin
Goyard bags cost more than your rent
Goyard wallet cost more than your gucci
Put my baby girl in ferrari moncler she bougie
Boy I'm cool everybody know you a shoobie
Nowadays I can't even go to the movies
Mood swing, mood swing girl you gon' lose me
Mood swing, mood swing girl you gon' lose me
Same thing over and over girl
You can't fool me
Same thing over and over girl
You can't fool me
Wake up every day, know that I am blessed
Counting up my cake, getting all them checks
Pull up in a wraith, I'm just trying to flex
Why you want to hate, you do it the best
I'm a high roller
You know I'm a high roller
You know I'm a high roller
You know I'm a high roller
lil uzi vert - money longer
[Hook]
It 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 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
[Verse 1]
Money so old that its spoiled
My lil' bitch so spoiled
I rub her down in oil
I got money now you know it
Diamonds on my teeth
Your shit look like foil
Chris Brown said these hoes ain't loyal
None of these hoes got no morals
All my niggas G'ed up
My glasses be Dita
Never thought it would be days I could kick my feet up
Never though that she would need me that much
If I leave her
[Hook]
It 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 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 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
[Verse 2]
All it is is faction, no time for acting, all this money lasting
Like go out to eat, get that blackened salmon
When I'm with my girl we're Pharrell and Vashtie
That mean we are not lasting
In that pussy you know I like it rough
then I'm just blasting
Tell that lil bitch that I'm really from Mars
bitch do not start
Pull up my car automatic, dealt with a star
[Hook]
It 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 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
lil uzi vert - ps amp qs
Yuh
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, ride through the night
I changed your life, now you gone rock
Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money
Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money
Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money
Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money
She had a nigga that was on the music scene
(what, thought he was me?)
Had a nigga, thought he was going
Straight to the league
(yeah, straight to the d)
Yeah, fuck with my baby I swear that
That nigga gone bleed
Yeah, she left that boy and ride for me
Stay on my p's and my q's, yeah
Stay on my q's and my p's, yeah
Cause that could happen to me, yeah
Ran that girl to the big league, yeah
Diamonds thats all on my teeth, yeah
Diamonds thats all on my teeth, yeah
Put my girl in new chanel
And I got her a new weave
Put my girl in new chanel
And I got her a new weave
Like, haha, oh well, now your girl with me
Like, austin was holding her up
Yea, um boy please
Like bye bye, austin, hello to lil uzi
Yeah, I took what's yours
I made her mine
Yeah, I took what's yours
I made her mine
Jump in the porsche, ride through the night
I changed your life, now you gone rock
Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money, yeah
Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money, yeah
Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money, yeah
Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money, yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Watch out for my doors
Lambo that bitch roar (skrt)
Tell my girl
That the world could be yours, yeah
Number one rule, don't listen to whores, yeah
No, you've never lived this life before, yeah
More money than your last man, of course, yeah
Drivin' in that foreign, yeah
Where you thought you was goin' in that ford
I took what's yours, yeah
I made her mine
I made her mine, yeah
I took what's yours
I made her mine, yeah
I took what's yours
I made her mine, yeah
I took what's yours
Yeah, I took what's yours
I made her mine
Yeah, I took what's yours
I made her mine
Jump in the porsche, ride through the night
I changed your life, now you gone rock
Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money, yeah
Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money, yeah
Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money, yeah
Ooh sang it, he ain't got no money, yeah
Stay on my p's and my q's, yeah
Stay on my q's and my p's
Stay on my p's and my q's, yeah
Stay on my q's and my p's
lil uzi vert - sideline watching
Hold 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 G (Yeah)
T3 fly off in a jet (vroom!)
Pull up, I'm suited
And you know I got my toolie
Okay, I might Bentley Coupe it
Heard you pull up, mini cooper
Told that lil bitch that she stupid
Okay these niggas can't move me
Okay these bitches can't move me
Those are not diamonds, they're rubies
Wait that's not rubies, that's glass
Smack that bitch right on the ass (what?)
I know that she's scared to lose me (what?)
Yea my Polo be from Louis
Niggas act like they was rootin'
But they really be some goofies (they is)
If you don't like me then sue me (what?)
Yea my new girl got that booty
That my new girl up in Gucci
Yea, What?
That my new girl up in Gucci
Yea, What?
Spend them bands all up in Gucci (Yeah)
Look at your chain who your Jeweler? (What)
You need to come to my Jeweler (Come on)
I put a chain on my shooter (Yeah)
I put a stick on my Ruger (Baa)
In her dreams like Freddy Krueger (Yeah)
Just met her, act like I knew her (I knew her)
Rari pull off Ferris Bueller (Yeah, Yeah)
Hold 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 G (Yeah)
T3 fly off in a jet (vroom!)
Lil Uzi Vert like who the fuck are you? (Yeah)
Almost didn't make it but I made it through (I made it, Yeah)
Gettin' to the money, if you snooze you lose
Woah, you should see the way
That they plot on you (What?)
What? Wait, why they plot on me?
Cuz they really know that ain't no stopping me
Like, first I hit my dance then they flock to me
Went and did it all night, girl I gotta leave
Yeah, pat your weave
Damn, before you see your man
Oh no, now you're mad
Everything gon hit the fan
I don't want that um again
I don't want want that again
Even though that girl a ten
Think we're better off being friends
Sike! I'm hit that again (yuh)
I'mma lick that again, I'mma split that again
Now I do what I want, can't do what I can
Think you're on, not at all
Cause you know I ball (yea, what?)
Boy I heard you soft, I'mma cop it for the cost
Smoke the gas on my cloth
Hold 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 G (Yeah)
T3 fly off in a jet (vroom!)
lil uzi vert - the way life goes
That's true, that's right (Uzi)
She sippin' Moet, and yeah I swear it get 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 my header
If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her
But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her
Now you beggin' this a doozy
But beggars cannot be choosy
Been the queen for eight summers
Just tell them to call me Suzy
This that Nicki, this that Uzi
This Hennessy got me woozy
Broke the Internet in 5411's and some Gucci
The blue ribbons eatin' sushi
It's that real good coochie
This that wet as Chattahoochee
Fuck all y'all like a hoochie
Givin' them bars since the teens
I ain't goin' back to juvie
I am Nicki Yamaguchi
'Cause I skate with the ice
I don't say what's the price
Lookin' like it's a heist
I been winnin' all my life
On a roll, it's a dice
Since that Itty Bitty Piggy
Rep my city like committees
If you fucked it up with Nicki
You feel pretty fuckin' shitty (uh)
Anyway, I'm stoppin' bags like the TSA
Listen up you little bitches, it's a PSA
I'm still shadin' all these niggas, yeah the DITA way
You gotta pay me flat bread, yeah the pita way
(Woo, woo, woo, woo)
I know you're sad and tired (yeah)
You've got nothin' left to give (yeah)
You'll find another life to live (yeah)
I know that you'll get over it (yeah)
Wish I never ever ever told you things (told you things)
I was only only tryna show you things (yeah)
Iced out heart on your neck tried to froze your ring (froze your ring)
I had to get a me a new bitch to hold the pain (hold the pain)
We was in Hawaii lookin' at the ring (yeah)
(you'll get over it)
She smilin' happy, but I'm laughin' 'cause her man's a lame
(you'll get over it)
(broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi)
Damn, that just goes to show me money don't attract a thing (you'll get over it)
(real shit)
Stuck to the plan even though you used to go with my mans
(you'll get over it)
(Yeah)
I know it hurts sometimes, but you'll get over it (yeah)
You'll find another life to live
I swear that you'll get over it
And I know you're sad and tired
You've got nothin' left to give (yeah)
You'll find another life to live (ay)
I know that you'll get over it
See I tied up my RAF you strapped up your Rick (woo)
Diamonds on your neck, ice all on my wrist
Complement my style
She don't want me, I'm runnin' wild (runnin' wild)
You know I respect her on that level (on that level)
She don't want me then I'ma let her (let her)
Go over there with that broke fella (fella)
Walk off my Saint Laurent, that leather (leather)
My new chick I swear that she better (want me back never)
Want me back, never (ooh)
That's true, that's right (that's right, that's right)
She's sippin' Moet, and yeah I swear it get 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 my header
If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her (dead her)
But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her (met her)
I know it hurts sometimes, but you'll get over it (woah, what what)
You'll find another life to live (you'll find)
I know that you'll get over it (you'll get over it)
I know it hurts sometimes, but you'll get over it (no, no)
You'll find another life to live (you will)
I know that you'll get over it (oh, oh, oh-oh-oh)
(You'll get over it
I know that you'll get over it)
I know it's over
Check out my cold shoulder (nothin' left to give)
I know it's over
Cry on that hoe shoulder (you'll get over it)
Mm-mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm-mm
We used be
Kissin' in the tree
'Member it was just you and me
(you'll get over it)
Kissin' in the tree
'Member it was you was just you and me
K-i-s-s-i-n-g
K-i-s-s-i-n-g-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
(you'll get over it)
Uh
(you'll get over it)
lil uzi vert - top
[intro]
Who the fuck are you? ayy
Who the fuck are you? ayy
Who the fuck are you?
[hook]
First I drop my top
Ayy, then I swerve my coupe, ayy
Counting all these bands
Ayy, who the fuck are you? ayy
Why you walk so cool?
Ayy, thousand dollar shoes, ayy
Hunnid on my jewels
Ayy, I got all these groupies
First I drop my top
Ayy, then I swerve my coupe, ayy
Counting all these bands
Ayy, who the fuck are you? ayy
First I drop my top
Ayy, then I swerve my coupe, ayy
Counting all these bands
Ayy, who the fuck are you? ayy
First I drop my top
Ayy, then I swerve my coupe, ayy
Counting all these bands
Ayy, who the fuck are you? ayy
[bridge]
Why you walk so cool?
Ayy, thousand dollar shoes, ayy
Fuck bitches in twos, ayy
Fuck bitches in twos, ayy
[verse 1]
Fucked that bitch on monday
Fuck her sister tuesday
You is not gon' do a thing
With my squad like wu-tang, ayy
I'm gonna nuck if I buck
Let a lil nigga try us
Hit a nigga with a truck
Leave a lil nigga so stuck
Brittney turned me to a slut
Brittney turned me to a slut
Brittney turned me to a slut
Hit the bitch all on her back
Ayy, never put it in her butt, ayy
Put that shit all in her pussy, ayy
Leave that shit all in her gut, ayy
[hook]
First I drop my top
Ayy, then I swerve my coupe, ayy
Counting all these bands
Ayy, who the fuck are you? ayy
Why you walk so cool?
Ayy, thousand dollar shoes, ayy
Hunnid on my jewels
Ayy, I got all these groupies
First I drop my top
Ayy, then I swerve my coupe, ayy
Counting all these bands
Ayy, who the fuck are you? ayy
First I drop my top
Ayy, then I swerve my coupe, ayy
Counting all these bands
Ayy, who the fuck are you? ayy
[verse 2]
Sometimes fear of god, ayy
Saint laurent the boots, ayy
I feel like I'm dro
Ayy, car ain't got no roof, ayy
That bitch kinda cute
Ayy, blow me like a flute, ayy
Diamonds drippin', they so wet
I gotta wipe my jewels, ayy
I can't wife no fool
Ayy, got no time for mood swings
Spent like 50 on the ring
And I brought two rings
Remember that bitch ain't want fuck me
Now that bitch wanna just fuck me
Remember that bitch said I'm dusty
Look at that hoe like you ugly, ayy
Your man ain't got no money, ayy
I just be smokin' the dope
Skeme, he be smokin' the clove
My brother whippin' the stove
Jump in the crowd at my show
Fucked the bitch in the front row
[hook]
First I drop my top
Ayy, then I swerve my coupe, ayy
Counting all these bands
Ayy, who the fuck are you? ayy
Why you walk so cool?
Ayy, thousand dollar shoes, ayy
Hunnid on my jewels
Ayy, I got all these groupies
First I drop my top
Ayy, then I swerve my coupe, ayy
Counting all these bands
Ayy, who the fuck are you? ayy
First I drop my top
Ayy, then I swerve my coupe, ayy
Counting all these bands
Ayy, who the fuck are you? ayy
[outro]
Cannon, cannon went crazy
Treez what up treez
Aye, aye. aye aye uh
Hoetel party for these bad hoes
For these bad hoes, that trip
Aye aye
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