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letra de of course we ghetto flowers lyrics - lil uzi vert

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

[verse 2: playboi carti]
fly to l.a. for a week, and i got rick on my tee
and i got rick on my feet, choppa on me, saggin’ my jeans
and i put that on big b’s, ayy, shoutout g weed
i got yo’ hoe on the team, runnin’ them laps just like a meet
hunnid bands on the goyard, ooh
and i got goons in my yard, ooh
we can rock out like guitars, ooh
hoe i got lean i got bars, ooh, hoe i got lean i got bars, ooh
hoe i f-ck her ’cause i’m hard, ooh
she f-ck with me i go hard, hoe 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 my chain, glow in the dark
what, ya thot give brain, she goin’ hard

[chorus: lil uzi vert]
woah, woah, woah, woah
woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah
uhm, she shake it fast
yeah, she drop it slow
huh, what, yeah, neck on froze
woah, woah, woah, woah
woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah
uhm, she shake it fast
yeah, she drop it slow
huh, what, yeah, neck on froze

[bridge: lil uzi vert]
choppa that’s full auto, kickflip b-tch, otto
dressed in all black, sharp as a tack
cut that b-tch off, zoro

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

- lyrics lil uzi vert

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