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Yeah, (bitch, it's Lil Uzi Vert), yeah Yeah, uh Yes, I fucked your bitch, I did it in the telly (yeah) I'ma hit it from the back, it's in her belly (yeah) Got Marconi on my feet, these niggas steady (yeah) Swaggin' on these niggas, they embarrassed (swag) Diamonds on my wrist, I go baguettin' every carat (yeah) Take a diamond off my wrist, you probably could go and get married And you know that I pull up, I ain't really too scary I done found a group of girls, they look just like cherries (yeah) Gang, thicc and we all legit How I get a million dollars, that so quick Put gold rims on it so they notice Grind all the time so a mill is what I'm gon' get I don't talk it about living it If it ain't blue strips I ain't getting it I'mma hit the strip club and I'm tippin it I just left the club with another nigga bitch, gang! Okay, let's skate Bad bitch finna come my way Going 90 when I'm on the highway Can't go high without the high, ayy Everyday I wake up, smoke another gram, ayy I don't give a fuck, nor another damn, ayy I'm smoking the kush from the Hoover Dam, ayy I'ma let these bitches know (who I am) I guess you can say I put in practice On the strip, under lights, now I'm back bitch And even if I'm blown on my own With the chrome to your dome Make you stretch like elastic Spring to the Fall, hoes still on my balls It's the number one nigga from the hood Doggy Dogg Still pull up on a nigga when I need to be heard I'm a killer and a stealer, but I ain't from Pittsburgh Yes, I fucked your bitch, I did it in the telly (yeah) I'ma hit it from the back, it's in her belly (yeah) Got Marconi on my feet, these niggas steady (yeah) Swaggin' on these niggas, they embarrassed (swag) Diamonds on my wrist, I go baguettin' every carat (yeah) Take a diamond off my wrist, you probably could go and get married And you know that I pull up, I ain't really too scary (yeah) I done found a group of girls, they look just like cherries (yeah) Yes, I fucked your bitch, I did it in the telly (yeah) I'ma hit it from the back, it's in her belly (yeah) Got Marconi on my feet, these niggas steady (yeah) Swaggin' on these niggas, they embarrassed (swag) Diamonds on my wrist, I go baguettin' every carat (yeah) Take a diamond off my wrist, you probably could go and get married And you know that I pull up, I ain't really too scary I done found a group of girls, they look just like cherries (yeah) He don't want no one-on-one He grab that gun, equipped with the clip, my son What happened to a fist fight? Really with the shit If a nigga pull up on me, might shoot a nigga dick right off And niggas often kissing coffins 'cause their brothers steady barking at the system Like their bitch at the apartment but This glock I trust, this motherfuckin' glock I- (ayy) Bitch, it's Lil Uzi Vert (yeah) Uh, yeah
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