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letra de of course we getto flowers - lil uzzi

[intro: lil uzi vert]
yeah, yeah, yeah (what?)
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
(that, that, that, that, that be maaly raw)
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah (what?), yeah, yeah (what?)

[chorus: lil uzi vert]
woah (woah), woah (woah)
woah (woah), woah (woah)
woah (woah), woah (woah)
woah (woah), woah, yeah
um, she shake it fast
yeah, she drop it slow
huh? what? (yuh)
yeah, neck on froze (what?)
woah (woah), woah (woah)
woah (woah), woah (woah)
woah (woah), woah (woah)
woah (woah), woah, yeah
um, she shake it fast
yeah, she drop it slow
huh? what?
yeah, neck on froze
[verse 1: lil uzi vert]
yeah, what? diamonds all on my t–th (my t–th, yeah)
walk around christian lou’s (what?)
diamonds all on my sneaks
you a broke boy, got bad luck (broke boy)
don’t even talk to me (don’t talk)
you know his girlfriend stalk on me (what?)
drop the mic and don’t walk to me (yeah)
foreign, foreign whip, yeah, what it’s called?
pull up in that sh-t lil’ b-tch, yeah, like a boss
had a lil’ b-tch from down south, yeah (south)
put that sh-t all in her mouth, ayy
eatin’ on veggies and salmon, ayy
no, i’m not eatin’ no trout, ayy
boy, you a b-tch, boy, you a snitch
heard you gon’ bring them cops out, yeah
talkin’ that sh-t, you ain’t on sh-t
really you ain’t gon’ pop out, yeah
gettin’ money, that’s why they hate on me (yeah)
still on that paper route (yeah)
hit so hard i pulled out (out)
ass so fat, called time-out (what?)

[chorus: lil uzi vert]
woah (woah), woah (woah)
woah (woah), woah (woah)
woah (woah), woah (woah)
woah (woah), woah, yeah
um, she shake it fast
yeah, she drop it slow
huh? what?
yeah, neck on froze
woah, woah
woah, woah
woah, woah
woah, woah, yeah
um, she shake it fast
yeah, she drop it slow
huh? what?
yeah, neck on froze
[verse 2: playboi carti]
fly to la for a week
and i got rick on my tee (uh)
and i got rick on my feet, chopper on me, saggin’ my jeans
and i put that on big bs, yuh
ayy, shoutout g-weed, yuh
i got your ho on the team runnin’ them laps just like a meet, yuh
hundreds bands on the goyard, ooh
and i got goons in my yard, ooh
we can rock out like guitars, ooh
ho, i got lean, i got bars, ooh
ho, i got lean, i got bars, ooh
ho, i f-ck her ’cause i’m hard, ooh
she f-ck with me, i go hard, ooh
ho, i’m on lean, i’m on stars, uh, ayy
now we on top of my car, uh
lookin’ at stars like i made it far (ayy, look at that bih’), ayy
look at my chain (look), glow in the dark (ayy, look at that bih’), what?
ya thot give brain, she goin’ hard (yuh)

[chorus: lil uzi vert & playboi carti]
woah (woah), woah (woah)
woah (woah), woah (woah)
woah (woah), woah (woah)
woah (woah), woah, yeah
um, she shake it fast
yeah, she drop it slow
huh? what? (what?)
yeah, neck on froze (yeah)
woah, woah (hee)
woah, woah (what?)
woah, woah (what?)
woah, woah, yeah
um, she shake it fast (hee)
yeah, she drop it slow
huh? what?
yeah, neck on froze
[interlude: lil uzi vert & offset]
chopper, that’s full-auto (du-du-du, du-du-du)
kickflip, b-tch, otto (yeah)
dressed in all black, sharp as a tack
cut that b-tch off, zoro (offset)

[verse 3: offset]
i took your b-tch, yeah, you lost (lost)
told her come f-ck with some bosses (come on)
invited that b-tch to my loft (hey)
hold on b-tch, take your shoes off (hold on)
the sauce i been drippin’, the sauce i been drippin’ (yeah)
no, i’m not trustin’ these b-tches (uh-uh)
no, i don’t f-ck with these snitches, no (uh-uh)
uzi got choppers, extensions (yeah)
how come i’m all in her mentions? ayy
and my rollie three-dimensional (rollie)
b-tches dangerous like mystikal (danger)
these n-ggas clone you, get your chemicals (clone)
twin choppers, they identical (baow)
my hands in everything, got tentacles (tentacles)
poppin’ perkies like the minerals (perky)
f-ck you my hand on my genitals (f-ck you)
when on the stage i got adrenaline (hey)
’bout to flex up on my enemies (flex)
i don’t need negative energy (uh-uh)
these n-ggas not who they pretend to be (uh)

- lil uzzi

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