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lirik lagu lil uzi – eric reprid

[hook]
it ain’t nothin’ to me
young tom hardy with the movies
act out smoothly
mickey for the goofies
pokemon with the hoes ’cause i’m choosy
sayin’ she a foodie
thinkin’ she unique
and she always stressin’ ’bout uni
think it’s my duty to go and get faded with my goonies
down shots like brrr lil uzi
i done had four long nights this week tryna stack my k!lls my k!lls my k!lls
hit up my spot gon’ chill every week she give me my bills my bills my bills
i spit gold too much might as well make myself some grills some grills some grills
hittin’ these goals too much pour some beer to the brim might spill might spill might spill

[verse 1]
i been out way too long wonder when i’m gon’ find the cusp
i be with the special kids no way you gon’ ride my bus
(dummy)
eyes too sus no trust
talkin’ ’bout love you ain’t talkin’ ’bout us
you be thinkin’ you russ tryna do it yo self
i don’t give a f-ck fine do yo self
talking that
hunnit bands runnin’ man i just wanna get the bag
i don’t lag i don’t drag i just do the f-ckin’ dash
i just want f-ckin’ cash
i just wanna f-ckin’ smash
i don’t drop the ball cross lines like a runnin’ back
got em all runnin’ back
i said this before i don’t f-ckin’ lack
thinkin’ this lotto max
b-tch you stupid as f-ck so you thinkin’ that
hoe go fill yo cup alize got her wetter then a slug
tryin’ my jack her face scrunch up
now she coughin’ up lookin’ back at me like a pug
it’s never enough when it comes to the juice
chevy pick up when it comes to my mood
i don’t see a thing when it comes to a roof
turn a tight rope to a god d-mn noose

[hook]
it ain’t nothin’ to me
young tom hardy with the movies
act out smoothly
mickey for the goofies
pokemon with the hoes ’cause i’m choosy
sayin’ she a foodie
thinkin’ she unique
and she always stressin’ bout uni
think it’s my duty to go and get faded with my goonies
down shots like brrr lil uzi
i done had four long nights this week tryna stack my k!lls my k!lls my k!lls
hit up my spot gon’ chill every week she give me my bills my bills my bills
i spit gold too much might as well make myself some grills some grills some grills
hittin these goals too much pour some beer to the brim might spill might spill might spill

[verse 2]
lil uzi how all my friends are dead
only bruddas i don’t need no f-ckin’ friends
and you knowin’ i want out my f-ckin’ head
don’t need no one so i’m shootin’ shots like blow
yeah i stay ready
yeah it get messy
yeah it ain’t heavy
chase it like chevy
tom so petty but nothin’ like you
mof-ckas judgin’ everythin’ i do
might say f-ck and i’ma get rude
i get profit that splits in two
when i pop break the locks
do my dance in my crocs
not no pop, this a monster
foo foo sauce for yo pasta
i got adamantium in my body
you got a lot of fake sh-t around ya
i’ma go slide in my socks like a dolly
for the last time this ain’t no hobby

- eric reprid

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