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letra de u.z.i - lil uzi vert

[intro]
[?], there ain’t no uzi. ’cause uzi doing his thing
i don’t know what happened, they tryna k!ll me, talkin’ ’bout i got a hunnid bands
talk about a hunnid bands, tryna k!ll me
g-g-g-good work, charlie, hahahaha

[chorus]
look what the f-ck you be startin’
hunnid bands now lil uzi be the target
they ask me am i’m scared: hardly
’cause my uzi hold a 100 round cartridge
look what the f-ck you have started
hunnid bands now lil uzi be the target
they ask me am i’m scared: hardly
’cause my uzi hold a 100 round cartridge

[verse 1]
why ya n-gg-s hatin’ on me?
i got glock, i got a drum on the tommy
and my boxers be from tommy
got your b-tch on me, she wanna guard me
she love a n-gg- ’cause i’m flexin’
yeah, i flex, yeah i’m flexin’, i’m finessin’
i got cash out the honcho
got your b-tch on my d-ck, plug a honcho
got that money from ricardo
i’m plugged up in columbia with ricardo
and i met his brother pablo
i got so much cash, cocaine cargo
you’s a hater, your b-tch love me
you be hatin’ on lil uzi, she wanna f-ck me
she suck my d-ck and eat my nut up
talkin’ shit, you catch a hunnid fists of uppercuts

[verse 2]
countin’ bands with my eyes closed
i got so much money, count it with my eyes closed
that’s ya b-tch, but that be my hoe
i make it rain, thunderstorm, grab a poncho
versace and only cartier
got your b-tch on my d-ck you know the problem ya
i’m grilled up like i’m from texas
now every b-tch you f-ck was probably my ex
she love uzi ’cause he crazy
spit the uzi, spit the uzi, hold 380
90s but like eddy baby
i f-cked so much i got like 80 babies
i whip that shit, yeah i go crazy
i whip the magic in the kitchen with the gravy
in new york, they say i’m wavy
i f-cked your b-tch, i’m sleepin’ now, i’m lazy

- lil uzi vert

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