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letra de nothin changed - yeat & lil uzi vert

[intro: yeat]
ayy, no cap, man
i just got off the phone with uzi, man
he told me, “slime, you’re tearing this sh-t up”
i said, “yeah, we’re touching millions easy”
they don’t touch no ‘buns either, it’s really easy
i just did sh-t the wrong way

[chorus: yeat]
yeah, all of my diamonds, they flooded
walk in the building, my b-tch done love it (love it)
i don’t even need you to tell me nothin’ (huh, yeah)
i already knew i’m the muhf-ckin’ one (yeah)
i already knew all this sh-t from the jump, i told you this sh-t already been done, ho (ho)
you can get slapped, huh (you can get slappеd, yeah)
i’m on the phone with my slatt (yеah)
i ain’t ever gon’ talk about none of my brothers behind they back, i ain’t no rat (no cap)
i’m telling you, they be on lame sh-t, they be on foo sh-t, b-tch, they all whack (all whack)
i’m telling you, i’m in my lane, b-tch, you is a brain, b-tch, give it all back (swerve)
yeah, give it all back, i just pulled up in a scat (skrrt)
i don’t be f-cking with n0body, b-tch, i’ma dodge all the muhf-ckin’ cap (the cap)
all of my brothers, we known we rich, my pockets rich off rap
pull up outside, and i ain’t even doing nun’, lil’ b-tch, i’m rich off the rap, huh
yeah, rich off the rap (the rap), take them lil’ boys off the map (the map)
we take a lil’ p-ssy out they shoes, we circle ’round the corner, then we take that sh-t back (buh, buh, buh, buh)
no, this sh-t ain’t no blues, but you ’boutta lose, ’cause this sh-t get sad (lil’ sad)
i know that you got it confused, ’cause you don’t got no views, this sh-t turnin’ sad, hey (it’s sad)
b-tch, i’m as high as a crane (lil’ crane)
your b-tch ’bout to pull up and give helmut lang
you ain’t even understand what i’m saying, i’m talkin’ ’bout the muhf-ckin’ brain (yeah, yeah)
yves saint laurent for the frame (yeah, yeah), you shoot for the moon, but you late (you late)
b-tch, i’m already awake (yeah, yeah)
my music, this sh-t here to stay (yeah, that’s facts)
[verse: lil uzi vert]
…

[chorus: yeat]
yeah, all of my diamonds, they flooded
walk in the building, my b-tch done love it (love it)
i don’t even need you to tell me nothin’ (huh, yeah)
i already knew i’m the muhf-ckin’ one (yeah)
i already knew all this sh-t from the jump, i told you this sh-t already been done, ho (ho)
you can get slapped, huh (you can get slapped, yeah)
i’m on the phone with my slatt (yeah)
i ain’t ever gon’ talk about none of my brothers behind they back, i ain’t no rat (no cap)
i’m telling you, they be on lame sh-t, they be on foo sh-t, b-tch, they all whack (all whack)
i’m telling you, i’m in my lane, b-tch, you is a brain, b-tch, give it all back (swerve)
yeah, give it all back, i just pulled up in a scat (skrrt)
i don’t be f-cking with n0body, b-tch, i’ma dodge all the muhf-ckin’ cap (the cap)
all of my brothers, we known we rich, my pockets rich off rap
pull up outside, and i ain’t even doing nun’, lil’ b-tch, i’m rich off the rap, huh
yeah, rich off the rap (the rap), take them lil’ boys off the map (the map)
we take a lil’ p-ssy out they shoes, we circle ’round the corner, then we take that sh-t back (buh, buh, buh, buh)
no, this sh-t ain’t no blues, but you ’boutta lose, ’cause this sh-t get sad (lil’ sad)
i know that you got it confused, ’cause you don’t got no views, this sh-t turnin’ sad, hey (it’s sad)
b-tch, i’m as high as a crane (lil’ crane)
your b-tch ’bout to pull up and give helmut lang
you ain’t even understand what i’m saying, i’m talkin’ ’bout the muhf-ckin’ brain (yeah, yeah)
yves saint laurent for the frame (yeah, yeah), you shoot for the moon, but you late (you late)
b-tch, i’m already awake (yeah, yeah)
my music, this sh-t here to stay (yeah, that’s facts)

- yeat lil uzi vert

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