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letra de bankteller - lil uzi vert

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[intro]
f-ck these n-ggas
16
yeah, beep (i mean that sh-t this time)
lil uzi (yeah)

[chorus]
i hear you, slime
a hunnid on me, i don’t do well with fifties
you can’t be my shooter, you don’t got a .50
i was the first, no, i never said “pick me”
pockets, they fat, look just like missy
uh, bankroll so new, this sh-t sticky
i’m on the block, all tan d-cky
i’m on the block, n-gga, get with me
matching my cars with my clothes
i’m on the block with a tan rover
i’m on the block, glock, no holster
b-tch, it’s the roc, feel like jay, hova
drinking lean straight, i don’t need a soda
bodega selling coke like a cola
make your b-tch bend it right over
she make it clap, b-tch, i’m a soldiеr
[verse]
i’m on the block, and i know it all
bro tucked the drugs all in his drawеrs
they selling pills, weed, [?]
they selling cocaine, fentanyl
i’m on the 16, that’s the heart
yeah, i don’t even got a heart (yeah)
i got all yellow diamonds like i’m bart
lambo, i drive it like a go-kart
shot up his h-llcat, need more park
i want the wock, n-gga, not the par
i want the finished product, not the start
my b-tch sisters, can’t tell her apart
and them b-tches both got that arch
i start counting hunnids in the dark
i start counting hunnids in the dark
i just be swimming in it like a shark
yeah, b-tch like how i talk
young philly n-gga, like how i walk
no i ain’t randy, but i catch the moss
i score a touchdown then i walk
i never fumble, even with a toss
if i get extra, i still get it off
big ass gun on my waist, desert eagle
i’m on the block with my n-gga dq
i got stripes in it like [?]
i’m so high, i could touch a eagle (what?)
i got the juice, b-tch, like beetle (what?)
seats in the foreign whip made of emu (yeah)
i got them clips on me, like a b-roll (yeah)
i’m off the e b-tch, that’s a e-roll
hunnid g’s on me, b-tch, that’s a c-roll (huh?)
go in my pocket, all my paper c-notes (yeah)
too many diamonds on my neck, my wrist
permanent stain, b-tch, i got my t–th froze
don julio, b-tch, i ain’t drinking tito’s
i got that rocket power like i’m tito
i call my plug, yeah, he a ‘migo
i double-cross him ’cause he got that cheap dope
i swear i never [?] like nino
ghetto b-tch with me, think that i’m emo
i hit her once, now she think i’m evil
basically saying, i don’t even see those
bought out the mall, i don’t even need clothes
all purple lamb’, like i know don vito
all black ap like don cheadle
i got more money than that n-gga ebro
only eat bread, i can’t do no keto
my wife tryna leave me, get her back like ne-yo
opps tryna leave me, i already see them
i got a glock, came with a beamer
i know your girl, shhh, that’s the d-low
you had em shuffle, now you look like deelo
bust out [?], bop him, look like chemo
f-cked this b-tch underwater, look i’m nemo
pill got me bussin’, bout to f-ck 3 hoes
i am that guy, yellow like [?] (yeah)
[chorus]
i hear you, slime
a hunnid on me, i don’t do well with fifties
you can’t be my shooter, you don’t got a .50
i was the first, no, i never said “pick me”
pockets, they fat, look just like missy
uh, bankroll so new, this sh-t sticky
i’m on the block, all tan d-cky
i’m on the block, n-gga, get with me
matching my cars with my clothes
i’m on the block with a tan rover
i’m on the block, glock, no holster
b-tch, it’s the roc, feel like jay, hova
drinking lean straight, i don’t need a soda
bodega selling coke like a cola
make your b-tch bend it right over
she make it clap, b-tch, i’m a soldier

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