karrat - lil uzi vert lyrics
yeah, yeah, yeah. my n*ggas applyin’ pressure, that’s exactly what checkers do. you don’t even know them n*ggas you with, that’s what extras do. if i’m next to you, i’m pressin’ you and then oppressin’ you. i just poured a six, you the type of n*gga stretch a deuce. chopper with the kit ‘lprolly pull up and it stretch a dude. tell me, who is you? snooze you lose, buddy made the news. tell me what’s the move?
tryna make the extra greens blue. i can’t wife no thot, i’m just tryna makе a team move. we just thrеw some shots, made the whole opp team move. bro just did a drill in some motherf*ckin’ foreign shoes. bad foreign b*tches, so a n*gga havin’ foreign moods. louis v on me, so i’m feelin’ like a foreign dude. every time i sneeze, that’s that swag disease. yeah, when i take out money, gotta put in gs
yeah, i be on the block where the k!llers be. yeah, where the villains be, the n*ggas that’s feelin’ me. yeah, tell me on the real, who is hard as me? yeah, diamonds on my shirt, this ain’t ed hardy, b. yeah, i got on a jet and they departin’ me. yeah, she said that she love me, took a part of me. yeah, she said she like when i’m singin’ my harmonies. my b*tch a b*n*r, she right from marcy. stay with the money bag like i know ari
goin’ too hard, but i won’t say i’m sorry. ballin ‘like i’m the old kyle lowry. doin’ donut in a all white ‘rari. yeah, pull up right there in an all white. bad black b*tch wear all white. louis v on me, not off*white. say you from the hood, it’s offside. if sh*t go left, i do right. how the f*ck a n*gga come two sides? b*tch, i’m winning with two eyes. i just had to put your b*tch on the side. treat that ho like a large fry
did one*fifty on the turnpike. make her eat the wood like a termite. bad b*tch on me got tiger stripes. make my other b*tch wanna earn stripes. yeah, uh, now tell me, lil’ b*tch, what your work like? she turned around and i popped that pill and i showed that b*tch what that perc like. yeah, i gave it to her all night. what you know about this life? i never ever lost a fight. make his b*tch eat the pipe
stand on money, check my height. i got all different type of b*tches, i ain’t got no type, no. you is not my man, ho, you can’t give me five. yeah, diamonds on my neck, yeah, they wet like a tide. yeah, i be walkin’ ’round, balenciagas, they ain’t tied. yeah, you ain’t on the drugs i’m on, so don’t say that you fried. yeah. my n*ggas applyin’ pressure, that’s exactly what checkers do. you don’t even know them n*ggas you with, that’s what extras do
if i’m next to you, i’m pressin’ you and then oppressin’ you. i just poured a six, you the type of n*gga stretch a deuce. chopper with the kit ‘lprolly pull up and it stretch a dude. tell me, who is you? snooze you lose, buddy made the news. tell me what’s the move? tryna make the extra greens blue. i can’t wife no thot, i’m just tryna make a team move
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