Lil Uzi Vert – Mistake Lyrics

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[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert]
Lil Uzi Vert
Brown Boy

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & NAV]
Flexin’ on them, that’s my mistake
Big house, that’s a crib, that’s a estate
Wrist straight, walk around with a big face
Wrist straight, walk around with a big face
Flexin’ on them, that’s my mistake
Say I’m broke, I throw a hundred in your bitch face
Wrist straight, walk around with a big face
Wrist straight, walk around with a big face

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
(Lil Uzi)
Yeah nigga, you know me (Ooh)
Margiela all on me (Me)
Diomond they wet like sea (Sea)
Rick owen all on my feat (My feet)
Fuck that bih’ once then I leave (Mmm)
I fucked that girl in a week
No, no, no, I will not repeat
Gimme [?] key
[?] not a lease
Your girl owe me I need a leech (Aye)
I fucked your bitch right on the beach (Yeah)
She sucked me like [?] (Yeah)
Flexin, ah, damn, that’s my mistake
Throw a hundred in your b*tch face

I f*cked the b*tch in the sink
I f*cked that b*tch in the rink
I f*cked that b*tch in the mink

I been hittin models baby you are not my first
I should drive around my city in a hearse

We might just get hit with a curse
We put in work like A$AP Ferg

blackbear – thursday/froze over (“interlude”) lyrics

[Part I: thursday]

[Intro]
Oh, yeah
Beartrap trap music

[Verse 1]
Me and Justin Bieber fuck the same girls
Me and G-Eazy fuck the same Wilhelmina models
Me and Chris Brown got the same H-Town
Had to block all your accounts, they all gonna find out about you

[Pre-Chorus]
Woah, the truth
That I did it with another girl on Thursday after you
All this shit we did up on your birthday
Honestly, it’s just to me another Thursday

[Chorus]
I need to re-up, re-up
Kick my feet up, feet up
Pour another four in my one liter, liter
Need to re-up, re-up
Instagram sluts
‘Cause everybody dies and love is fake as fuck
I need to re-up, re-up
Kick my feet up, feet up
Pour another four in my one liter, liter
Truth is all this shit we doin’ on your birthday, woah
To me, that’s just another Thursday, just another Thursday to me
Got a ho every single day of the week, baby
Oh

[Verse 2]
Me and Lil Uzi Vert fuck the same girls
Jared Leto get more than me, but it’s alright
And Bruno Mars sing these hoes to sleep
If we talkin’ pipes, I’ma lay it right there

[Pre-Chorus]
Woah, the truth
That I did it with another girl on Thursday after you
All this shit we did up on your birthday
Honestly, it’s just to me another Thursday

[Chorus]
I need to re-up, re-up
Kick my feet up, feet up
Pour another four in my one liter, liter
Need to re-up, re-up
Instagram sluts
‘Cause everybody dies and love is fake as fuck
I need to re-up, re-up
Kick my feet up, feet up
Pour another four in my one liter, liter
Truth is all this shit we doin’ on your birthday, woah
To me, that’s just another Thursday, just another Thursday to me
Got a ho every single day of the week, baby
Oh

[Part II: froze over]

[Refrain]
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over

My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over
My heart froze over

Playboi Carti – That Girl (Rocket) (feat. Lil Uzi Vert) lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
That be Maaly Raw
Now, now is my time
Now is my time
That be Maaly Raw

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Everybody rock with me because I’m up now
Took your girl and I’ma score, like I made the touch-down
Swervin’ and the Lambo doors go up, not on the bus now
Used to want a G-Shock, now I’m walking with a bust down
Pull up and I’m flooding with an iced out watch
Whip it look like butter baby, pecan drop
Pick and drop, put that phone, handsome drop
Stack my knots, count a lot, saw a lot
Got them rocks, Diamond rocks, whip the pot
Suicide, 1600, that’s the block
Hit your girl that’s check free
She ain´t used to text me
Now she won’t caress me
She keep tryna neck me
I got’ tell my bestie, someone call my bestie
Think I found my bestie, link up make the check bleed
You know that I’m smoking dope, I’ll be high til’ next week
Know I had to let her go, cause she can’t arrest me

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Woke up with my toolie, what it do?
Meet me in the ally with the troops
I got red shooters, I got blue
Let that thing down then point at you
Bentley or a Rari, hol’at chu
We gon’ the rob the bank, brain lose
We gon’ take the boy back to school
Money on the floor just like some shoes

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
Stackin’, Rackin’, all of this and I’m packin’
My life it is like a movie minus all the actin’
Jacket, jack it, yeah it’s made of rabbit
Diamonds on my neck and wrist they compliment that karats
You ain’t nuthin’ but a mockingbird, boy you a parrot!
Oops, yeah my bad, that’s your girl? We could share it
Might buy her diamonds and pearls, but can’t marry
She, said my D-Bomb like a terrorist
He, thinkin’ he on but man, that’s barely
We, rock all white ice look like dairy
Kids, my red hellcat it sound scary
Please, you talk shit and you get buried
See, ain’t no fuck nigga around me
I said free my dogs from the county
Yeah, the ones on the run from the bounty
Yeah, diamonds they so wet, need some bounty

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Woke up with my toolie, what it do?
Meet me in the ally with the troops
I got red shooters, I got blue
Let that thing down then point at you
Bentley or a Rari, hol’at chu
We gon the rob the bank, brain lose
We gon take the boy back to school
Money on the floor just like some shoes

A$AP Rocky – Who Run It [Freestyle] Lyrics

[Intro]
You know what I’m saying?
Still that nigga man, Yeah the lord’s back
Know what I’m saying, they say pearls are for a pretty boy
Shout outs my nigga G-Herbo, my nigga Lil Uzi Vert one time
Shout out Three Six Mafia

[Verse 1]
I don’t play like your parents son
Thought I made that apparent
Thats a hundred for a ‘Claren or something
‘nother hundred for a parison
Race Tyler, the McLaren
Drive ‘Raris like Ferrison
Cop my Karats from Carring dammit
Make a bitch wanna stare, or something
Niggas stare, you queer son
You’s a bitch, yeah we stay done
Chose a whip but I’m staying sunny
Diamonds sunny like I’m Cher or something
Smiley faces with the glasses
Fashion brands invite you to Paris
Boy you late that’s a demerit, dang it
Get fucking maggot brain having
Rappers claiming the trap and the fashion
They only got Louis and the trap
Im causing the flood and the traffic
The way that you be moving is whack
All of them rumours is facts
They’ve been in clap for the clapback
Your baby mama a nag nag
Nag nag nag nag

[Chorus]
Who run it? Who run it?
New money blue hundreds
Two hundred, on the dash
Bastard life, who run it?
Catch a blue hundred
I do run it, I do run it
I do run it, I do run it

Lil Uzi Vert, TM88 & Southside – Mood

[Intro]
Southside
Supah Mario

[Chorus]
Yeah
808
Fuck these niggas ’cause they always bein’ extra (what, yeah, yeah)
All these diamonds on me, I don’t feel no pressure (no)
Money comin’ in like I am an investor (yeah)
She tried to take a break, but I already left her (bye-bye)
Whoa (what?)
When I’m in my car, yeah
Whoa, look up at the stars, just like, "whoa" (oh, whoa)
No feelings involved, yeah
No feelings involved (no way)
Put that on my dawgs, no feelings involved (yeah)
Put that on my dawgs (my dawgs)
Put that on my dawgs, I said no feelings involved (no, no)
Okay, okay, I don’t need it
I don’t need it, I don’t want it
I won’t keep it, matter fact I might delete it
Then repeat it, yeah

[Verse 1]
Why you keep on going back? (yeah)
I got my reasons like, yeah
I got my reasons like, yeah
Car so fast, yeah, it’s moving like a beam of light (zoom, skrrt)
Best rockstar, on time
Hope that I don’t die
‘Cause I’m immortal
Too bad you a mortal (too bad, too bad)
No wonder, you normal
Your girl saw me once, yeah, she said I’m adorable
My diamonds so sick (what?)
This shit is not curable (damn)

[Chorus]
Yeah
Fuck these niggas ’cause they always bein’ extra (what, yeah, yeah)
All these diamonds on me, I don’t feel no pressure (no)
Money comin’ in like I am an investor (yeah)
She tried to take a break, but I already left her (bye-bye)
Whoa (what?)
When I’m in my car, yeah
Whoa, look up at the stars, just like, "whoa" (oh, whoa)
No feelings involved, yeah
No feelings involved (no way)
Put that on my dawgs

[Verse 2]
Like ooh (whoa), why you wanna mess up my mood? (yeah)
Wish that you were me ’cause you’re not cool (you’re not cool, yeah)
Lookin’ like a fool (like a fool)
Fuckin’ like a dog barkin’ at the moon (why?)
‘Cause I’m shinin’, like, look at these diamonds (look at these diamonds)
Like, look at these diamonds
Half of these niggas, I swear they be lyin’
I never keep it, you know I will not
Doin’ these drugs, yeah, I’m outta my body, yeah
Outta my body
Real niggas, yeah, they right here right beside me, ooh

[Bridge]
Stay on track, roller coaster, yeah
Fuck her once, keep her closer, yeah (yeah)
My car fast, but I drive slower (why?)
Drop the top, make it hold up (yeah)

[Chorus]
Yeah
Fuck these niggas ’cause they always bein’ extra
All these diamonds on me, I don’t feel no pressure (no)
Money comin’ in like I am an investor (yeah)
She tried to take a break, but I already left her (bye-bye)
Whoa
When I’m in my car, yeah
Look up at the stars, just like, "whoa" (oh, whoa)
No feelings involved, yeah
No feelings involved (no way)
Put that on my dawgs
Southside

Lil Uzi Vert – 3 Pills Lyrics

[Hook]
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Bitch don’t call my phone, you hit my email, yeah
Flexin’ so damn hard like I got 3 deals, yeah
Word on the street I got 3 mil, (Yo DJ Day-Day you a fool for this one man) yeah (yeah)
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Word on the street I got 3 mil, yeah

[Verse 1]
Put 100k in my safe, yeah (yeah yeah yeah )
Put 200k in my safe, yeah (um yeah yeah)
Put 300k in my safe, yeah (um yeah)
Now I can’t close my safe (Close my safe)
Nowadays no one’s safe, (No, no, yeah)
Nowadays I fuck 6 hoes a day, yeah
But that’s only when I’m in LA, uh yeah
Go to New York, first kiss my babe, yeah
All I gotta say, gotta say
Ain’t no nigga in our way (no, no, no, no)
Ain’t no bitch up in our way (no, no, no, no)
Only money up in the way
Cartier all on my face
Lil’ bitch, now pop a pill

[Hook]
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause on 3 pills, yeah
Bitch don’t call my phone, you hit my email, yeah
Flexin’ so damn hard like I got 3 deals, yeah
Word on the street I got 3 mil, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Word on the street I got 3 mil, yeah

[Verse 2]
Getting all this dough and I spend it my way
I got all these hoes, they don’t get in my way
Get out, get out my face
Most of these niggas they tellin’
All of these niggas they tellin’
Most of these niggas they rats
Turning my niggas to fellas
I might pull out the big choppa
That shit sound like a perpella
Backwood, backwood, I don’t want no cigarella
I used to smoke on a Swisha
Damn, I can’t believe you just kissed her
I put my dick where you kissed her
Pussy so open, I fist her
These are not Jordans, these Visvims
She gave me that pussy, she friendly
I’m pulling right off in a Bentley (Skrtt)

[Hook]
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause on 3 pills, yeah
Bitch don’t call my phone, you hit my email, yeah
Flexin’ so damn hard like I got 3 deals, yeah
Word on the street I got 3 mil, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Geekin’ off this bitch ’cause I’m on 3 pills, yeah
Word on the street I got 3 mil, yeah

Lil Uzi Vert – 20 Min Lyrics

[Pre-Chorus]
I said girl why you keep callin’
I said girl why you keep callin’ (yeah)
She said I need new whip (yeah)
‘Cause I know you still ballin’
She just wanna go back to the future
So I bought that girl a DeLorean
Twenty one minutes until I gotta go
So I told that girl that I’m gonna slaughter it

[Chorus]
I met that girl right up at my show
Left her man in the crowd on the floor
Out of town never saw her before
Tell her, baby we don’t got that long
Listen, this is not my city show, but I treat it like my city show
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on (Yea)
I am not small, these girls just want me ’cause I got the dough
Pass that girl right on my friend give her coke
He pass me her friend so they switching roles

[Verse 1]
I hit it fast, yeah I hit it slow
Bye bye the morning girl, I gotta go
I gotta get ready tonight is my show
If you okay you might open my show
Got pointers right under my nose
These niggas mad, cause I got all the dough
These niggas mad, cause I got all the dough
Changing my style cause I got every flow
Got every girl ain’t no topping my hoes
I understand that is your girlfriend bro
But you know I gotta keep her close
Open your legs and I keep em closed
Living on a edge, on a tightrope
I am so clean I might start moving soap
Driving a new ‘Rari I don’t need a new
Drive a Bugatti like it’s a Volvo
I got your girl and you already know
Don’t really like her we friends for the most
Cuban the truck all on my choker
Don’t leave the crumb
Got the bread then you toast
If you start touchin’ my gun, got no holst’
I put a coat on top of my coat
Only 20 more minutes
Before the show

[Chorus]
I met that girl right up at my show
Left her man in the crowd on the floor
Out of town never saw her before
Tell her, baby we don’t got that long
Listen, this is not my city show, but I treat it like my city show
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on (Yea)
I am not small, these girls just want me ’cause I got the dough
Pass that girl right on my friend give her coke
He pass me her friend so they switching roles

[Verse 2]
Damn I just started it, man I just started it
Oh my god please do not bother me
Don’t got enough just to order me
I’m on that tree like an ornament
Money so long like a cardigan
You lied to me wasn’t sorry then
On the weekend you was partying
It was just me you was targeting
It was just me you was targeting
Just in the Porsche I might target it
Jump in the Lamb I ain’t parkin’ it (skrr)
Go to my show they applaud me in
She call my phone with that emergency
She call my phone with that urgency

[Pre-Chorus]
I said girl why you keep callin’
I said girl why you keep callin’ (yeah)
She said I need new whip (yeah)
‘Cause I know you still ballin’
She just wanna go back to the future
So I bought that girl a DeLorean
Twenty one minutes until I gotta go
So I told that girl that I’m gonna slaughter it

[Chorus]
I met that girl right up at my show
Left her man in the crowd on the floor
Out of town never saw her before
Tell her, baby we don’t got that long
Listen, this is not my city show, but I treat it like my city show
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on
Twenty more minutes until I’m on (Yea)
I am not small, these girls just want me ’cause I got the dough
Pass that girl right on my friend give her coke
He pass me her friend so they switching roles

Blowin minds – Chief Keef feat. Asap Rocky lyrics

Lyrics Chief Keef – Blowin minds

All new watch, that b*tch blowin minds
When we show up, you know it’s showtime
I don’t skateboard, but I’m on my grind
Hundred thousand, all hundreds, it’ll blow a b*tch mind.

When I was in the jungle we was blowin’ 9s
Just hit a nigga b*tch for the second time
And you know I gotta cross the finish line
You can’t stand me b*tch? Sit it down.

When we in the field, it’s a touchdown
And you know your b*tch is a bustdown
She gon’ turn around and get turnt out
Hopped up in a foreign car, then I burnt out.

I don’t waste time on the FaceTime
R.I.P the p***y, leave it face down
Two best friends at the same time
Two best friends at the same time
Flava Flav clock by my waist line
I find it funny how she blow time
Forward lil mama cause she hold it down
Nickname her Karma ’cause she go around
When she come around, better not f*ck around
Write a couple bars, I bet I blow your mind
Deadly with the pins, I don’t bowl around
Mercedes Benz, I roll around
Like 80 bands, when I walk around.

All new watch, that b*tch blow minds
When we show up, you know it’s showtime
I don’t skateboard, but I’m on my grind
Hundred thousands, all hundreds, it’ll blow a b*tch mind.

When I was in the jungle, we was blowing 9s
Just hit a nigga b*tch for the second time
And you know I gotta cross the finish line
You can’t stand me b*tch? Sit it down.

In the Hellcat, yeah, burning out
Let the window down, yeah, air it out
Lay a nigga down, ooh, lay him down
I’ma hit that bih with a hundred rounds!
All my b*tches bad, and they poking out
Pull up with them knots, yeah, I’m ashin’ out
Aston Martin coupe, yeah, cashing out
All black Rollie, yeah, bust down.

All new watch, that b*tch blow minds
When we show up, you know it’s showtime
I don’t skateboard, but I’m on my grind
Hundred thousands, all hundreds, it’ll blow a b*tch mind.

What’s the word?
I just saw your hoe up on the strip and she look thirsty
Gave that hoe my number, told her call me up for certain
Yeah, I know what’s it’s worth versuri-lyrics.info
Give that p***y up, and if it’s wet, I’ll buy a purse
(I don’t be trickin’) Ridin’ in my Murc’
Seat way back, bumpin’ new Lil Uzi Vert, aye
Diamonds dance like Carlton
You can see them through my shirt, aye
Flexin’ on these niggas, know they see me and it hurt
(Flex, flex, flex, flex, flex)
Flexin’ on these niggas, I be with them geeks
But make one phone call, you get hit up.

All new watch, that b*tch blowin minds
When we show up, you know it’s showtime
I don’t skateboard, but I’m on my grind
Hundred thousands, all hundreds, it’ll blow a b*tch mind.

When I was in the jungle, we was blowing 9’s
Just hit a nigga b*tch for the second time
And you know I gotta cross the finish line
You can’t stand me b*tch? Sit it downnn.
Chief Keef lyrics
Video minds

Pretty mami – Lil Uzi Vert lyrics

Lyrics Lil Uzi Vert – Pretty  mami

Can’t nobody touch my swag
Can’t nobody touch my swag
Can’t nobody touch my swag
Can’t nobody touch my swag
Baby your times up now (you gotta go)
Why you hating on my gang yeah (you gotta know)(pretty mami)

Let you know, I’ma let you know
You can’t keep em close, diamonds they so froze
Water like a boat
Spanish girl named Rosa, and she from the coast
She know I’m a soldier, girl, I’ll let you know
I’ma let you know
Diamonds they so froze, water like a boat
Spanish girl named Rosa, and she from the coast
Prolly on your poster, get that guap just like I’m posin’
Get that thot just like I versuri-lyrics.info
I’ma let you know, you can’t keep em close
Diamonds they so froze, water like a boat
Spanish girl named Rosa, and she from the coast
She know I’m a soldier
Girl I’ma let you know, I done let you know
Diamonds they so froze, water like a boat
Spanish girl named Rosa, and she from the coast
Prolly on your poster, get that guap just like I’m posin’
Get that thot just like I.

80k a show, 100k a show (alright)
Why my neck so frozen? Why my Rollie golden?
Walking with my .40, and my money showing
Walking with that stunned AP, my money ain’t foldin
Boy I am not slow, you hate on the low
You was still at home, I was on the road
Know that I’m a dog, I’m bad to the bone
Dior my cologne, smoking gas it’s strong
Leave me alone, stop calling my phone
Already know what you’re thinking lil baby, girl, oh I know
She said “Uzi baby, they ain’t got no dough”
Why you’re so dope? You already know.

Let you know, I’ma let you know
You can’t keep em close, diamonds they so froze
Water like a boat
Spanish girl named Rosa, and she from the coast
She know I’m a soldier, girl, I’ll let you know
I’ma let you know
Diamonds they so froze, water like a boat
Spanish girl named Rosa, and she from the coast
Prolly on your poster, get that guap just like I’m posin’
Get that thot just like I.

Girl you took a L and we can see that
Stevie Wonder, Ray Charles, yeah, don’t you see that?
Pockets giant just like Andre .. 3stacks
I get money, f*ck your b***h, stay real, ooh, that’s three facts
Diamonds on my fist, my wrist, my grill, ooh, I mean that
Made your girl swallow my dick like a pill, ooh, don’t relapse
She keeps stalking on my phone, think this thing’s tapped
Diamonds all up in my pinky, think this thing’s tapped
I do not f*ck with these niggas, man I mean that
Woah, money envelope
I was just so broke, I didn’t have hope
Now I’ll.

Let you know, I’ma let you know
You can’t keep up close, diamonds they so froze
Water like a boat
Spanish girl named Rosa, and she from the coast
She know I’m a soldier, girl, I’ll let you know
I done let you know, diamonds they so froze, water like a boat
Spanish girl named Rosa, and she from the coast
Prolly on your poster, get that guap just like I’m posin’
Get that thot just like I.

Can’t nobody touch my swag
Can’t nobody touch my swag
Can’t nobody touch my swag
Can’t nobody touch my swag
Baby your times up now (you gotta go)
Why you hating on my ganggg?(pretty mami)
Lil Uzi Vert lyrics
Video mami

Lil Uzi Vert – Malfunction Lyrics

[Chorus]
No one wants to die alone
They don’t wanna miss the show
It’s funny time missed us both
We all got time when we will go
Don’t seem to be over
Seems to be over
Seems to be over
Seems to be over

[Verse 1]
They know she’s mine ’cause I rule her
She says he does fine but I’m cooler
I got way more diamonds than your jeweler
All my girls dress like they work at Hooters
First I get my racks and then I backpack
No, I don’t subtract, I might just add that
Get it on my own, no, you can’t tax that
This that under the table, you can’t track that
Put money ahead and I move with the brick
But I do not need a toaster
Diamond, water, I’m the boatster
Pull up right there in the roadster
She ain’t want me, I was so hurt
I was broke just like Joe Dirt
Where you from, throw it up, nigga
I’m from the lowest part of Earth

[Chorus]
No one wants to die alone
They don’t wanna miss the show
It’s funny time missed us both
We all got time when we will go
Don’t seem to be over
Now it seems to be over
Seems to be over
Seems to be over

[Verse 2]
Over you, yeah
I got two so you know that I can’t lose ya
Moving my savages, you know my boys ‘gone shoot, yeah
Came to the club on my solo tryna groove, yeah
Just keep on walking, it is nothing just to prove, yeah
Oh, yeah his diamonds fake, he can’t fool us
You know it’s Christian Dior all up on my shoes, yeah
White stripes on the arm of my tie, brown suit, ah
You know I pull up and I got my tootah
You know that I don’t go nowhere without my ruler
You know everything that I said was for the mula
I swear that me and your love’s dad called the movers

[Chorus]
No one wants to die alone
They don’t wanna miss the show
It’s funny time missed us both
We all got time when we will go
Don’t seem to be over
Seems to be over
Seems to be over
Seems to be over

[Outro]
Put money ahead and I move with the brick
But I do not need a toaster
Diamond, water, I’m the boatster
Pull up right there in the roadster
She ain’t want me, I was so hurt
I was broke just like Joe Dirt
Where you from, throw it up nigga
I’m from the lowest part of Earth
I told that girl pull up her skirt
I am so high that I don’t wear no shirt
Talk about me, you fuck ’round go get murked
Reject your bitch with my dick when she jerk
I hit it first, Lil Uzi Vert
Know I stay on alert
Know I stay on alert
Know I stay on alert

Lil Uzi Vert – Sauce It Up Lyrics

[Intro]
Sauce it up, ayy
Sauce it up, ayy
Sauce it up, ayy
Goin’ dumb, ayy
Um
Where you from, ayy
Throw it up, ayy
I’m one of the greatest to ever do it
Goin’ dumb (hey)
Goin’ nuts (hey)
Sauce it up (hey)
Sauce it up (hey)
Lil Uzi Vert
Throw it up (hey)
Where you from (hey)
Throw it up (hey)
Where you from (hey)
Going dumb (hey)
Going nuts! (hey)

[Chorus]
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw that shit up)
Goin’ nuts (yeah)
Goin’ dumb
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw that shit up)
Goin’ nuts (yeah)
Goin’ dumb

[Verse 1]
Everyday I’m ballin’, so you know I’m scorin’
My bitch so important, my pockets enormous
These niggas keep hatin’, this is their last warning
Met that girl last night, ooh, fucked her through the morning
Um, no no girl, I’m sorry, hangup girl don’t call me
No, no you will not get me caught up all up on Maury
Cash out, make it rain, no game, Atari
Ride me like a Harley, only boy in the party
I was on the phone, yeah with Playboi Carti
Commes des Garçon, hearts all on my cardi’
I was in a Lamb’, Carti he was in a ‘Rari
I’m gon’ keep on flexin’, if you don’t like me then I’m sorry (sorry)

[Chorus]
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw it up)
Goin’ nuts (yeah)
Goin’ dumb
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw it up)
Goin’ nuts (yeah)
Goin’ dumb

[Verse 2]
Okay, big guap chasin’
Big knot havin’
My money stackin’
This shit extravagant (woah)
This for all my niggas
Them ones that be traffickin’
All my diamonds African
I might go and matte the Benz
I already had that bitch
Went and got a badder bitch
Persian rug, Aladdin shit
Nice foreign hoe like a latin bitch
I could serve you
Ayy, let me say it one time
Ayy, turn around, baby girl
Let me serve you
Woo, yeah I said that you wet like Squirtle
Yeah, walk around pigeon-toed, got the bird flu (brrr)
And you think you in love, don’t wanna hurt you (woah)
Man I think that I’m done, gotta swerve you

[Chorus]
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw it up)
Goin’ nuts (yeah)
Goin’ dumb
Sauce it up (sauce it up)
Do too much (do too much)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Ain’t enough (ain’t enough)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Throw it up (throw that shit up)
Goin’ nuts (yeah)
Goin’ dumb

[Outro]
I’m so awesome
I’m so awesome
These niggas so bad it’s exhaustin’
I swear I’m a stunna like Steve Austin
I swear I’m a stunna like Steve Austin
Sauce it up (ooh)
Do too much (ooh)
Where you from? (ooh)
Throw it up (ooh)
Going nuts (ooh)
Going dumb (ooh)

[Outro]
Lil Uzi Vert

Lil Uzi Vert – Dark Queen Lyrics

[Intro]
Dear momma
Love you momma
I ain’t goin, momma
That be Maaly Raw

[Chorus]
Dear momma
I don’t wanna sign off (no way)
Outchea getting commas (commas)
Like my dad, I’m a grinder (oh yeah)
She don’t want me locked up (locked up)
Momma I’m gon’ wash up (wash up)
Whip my wrist it lock up (yeah)
All my diamonds rocked up (oh yeah)
I don’t wanna sign off (woah)

[Verse 1]
Momma love me so I can do no wrong (do no wrong)
Momma in the trap so this her favorite song (favorite song)
I’m gon’ get them racks lil baby they so long
Said I wasn’t nothing but I came in strong
You got the best advice but I won’t call (no way)
I know I’m grown so I do not need ya’ll (I got it)
And if i get locked up, mom change the law (oh yeah)
You fix everything so that’s what I thought
When I was small momma made me tall (made me tall)
Even though I’m daddy pup she still gon’ wipe my paws
Don’t care about this money, don’t care about them cars (she drivin’)
Lose my momma that’s a problem you can’t solve

[Chorus]
Dear momma
I don’t wanna sign off (no way)
Out here getting commas (commas)
Like my dad, I’m a grinder (oh yeah)
She don’t want me locked up (locked up)
Momma I’m gon’ wash up (wash up)
Whip my wrist it lock up (yeah)
All my diamonds rocked up (oh yeah)
I don’t wanna sign off (woah)

[Verse 2]
Now I got the game in a headlock (headlock)
Never catch me lackin’ run a red light (no lackin’ shorty, skrrt)
Bitch we talk in codes we the red slugs (on folk n’em)
They tried to break my safe I had a deadlock (deadlock)
Momma used to bag in the day time (day time)
Momma got that bag by the night time (night time)
Was on thirty second street I was like 8 then (I ain’t crumblin’)
Moved to FrancisVille and met my real friends (bah)
Momma said stay down there ‘fore you get hurt (1600)
That was way before I was Lil Uzi Vert (1600)
Momma saw me in action it could’ve got worse (1600)
I know that my momma know I’m shootin’ first

[Chorus]
Dear momma
I don’t wanna sign off (no way)
Outchea getting commas (commas)
Like my dad, I’m a grinder (oh yeah)
She don’t want me locked up (locked up)
Momma I’m gon’ wash up (yeah)
Whip my wrist it lock up (yeah)
All my diamonds rocked up (oh yeah)
I don’t wanna sign off (woah)

[Outro]
Dear momma (1600)
Love you momma
That’s my momma (1600 block)

Xo tour lif3 – Lil Uzi Vert lyrics

Lyrics Lil Uzi Vert – Xo tour lif3

Are you alright?
I’m alright, I’m quite alright
And my money’s right
8..(xo tour lif3)

I don’t really care if you cry
On the real you should’ve never lied
Should’ve saw the way she looked me in my eyes
She said baby I am not afraid to, die
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge.

Phantom that’s all red
Inside all white
Like something you ride a sled down
I just want that head
My Brittany got mad
I’m really her man now
Everybody got the same swag now
One way that I trap now
Stackin my bands all the way to the top
All the way till my bands fallin over
Every time that you leave your spot
Your girlfriend call me like “Come on over”
I like the way that she treat me
Gon’ leave you, won’t leave me
I’m callin that Casanova
She said I’m insane now
I might blow my brain out
Xanny numb the pain out
Please, Xanny make it go away
I’m committed, not addicted but it keep controlling me
All that pain, now I can’t feel it, I swear that it’s slowing me (yeahhh).

I don’t really care if you cry
On the real, you should’ve never lied
Saw the way she looked me in my eyes
She said I am not afraid to, die
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead (yeah)
All my friends are dead (yeah).

That is not your swag I swear you faking
Yeah these niggas wanna take my cadence
Rain on ’em, thunderstorm, rain on ’em
Medicine, lil nigga take some
Fast car, Nascar, race on
In the club they got no ones, we were baked now
Clothes from overseas versuri-lyrics.info
Got the racks and they all C-Notes
You is not a G though
Look at you stackin’ all your money, it all green though
I was counting that and you got twenties, that’s a G-roll.

She said
You’re the worst, you’re the worst
I cannot die because this my universe.

I don’t really care if you cry
On the real, you should’ve never lied
Should’ve saw the way she looked me in my eyes
She said baby I am not afraid to, die
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edge
All my friends are dead
Push me to the edgeee.(xo tour lif3)
Lil Uzi Vert lyrics
Video life

Lil Uzi Vert, Quavo & Travis Scott – Go Off

[Intro: Quavo]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Hook: Quavo & Travis Scott]
One more ride (ride) one more race (ride)
We go all out, we don’t play
One more ride, one more race
We don’t slow down, ain’t no brakes
I’ma go off (yeah) I’ma ride tonight (yeah)
It don’t matter what we face
I’ma go off (I’ma ride tonight)
I’m the master of my fate
I’ma go off (I’ma go off)
I’ma go off (I’ma go off)
I gotta go now

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Taking off and I’m riding on the road now
Hit the gas, no brakes, gotta go now
Put my life on the line, yeah it’s on me
Blood rushing through my veins, no IV
Ride, switching lanes, you can’t stop me
You can smell the propane when you pass me (propane)
Ride for the gang because I’m the chief (gang gang)
Helicopter hovering, it’s high speed
Chase, drive, straight
I’mma, race, to the, cake
Flame, on it, no chain, on me
All of, us, became, homies

[Hook: Quavo & Travis Scott]
One more ride (ride) one more race (race)
We go all out, we don’t play
One more ride, one more race
We don’t slow down, ain’t no brakes
I’ma go off (yeah) I’ma ride tonight (yeah)
It don’t matter what we face
I’ma go off (I’ma ride tonight)
I’m the master of my fate
I’ma go off (I’ma go off)
I’ma go off (I’ma go off)
I gotta go now

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Nine-nine, nine-nine (yeah)
You’re rocking with the ether child in overdrive
Yeah yeah, I-5 to I-9
We go all niiiiight, yeah (straight up!)
Double 0 speed, double 0 Chevy
I hit the fourth gear, hope I don’t drift
Souped up cars all around me
Hot-boxing at a high speed
One lane driving
Bad thing beside me
One more time on the road (it’s lit)
One more time ‘fore we go

[Hook: Quavo & Travis Scott]
One more ride (ride) one more race (race)
We go all out, we don’t play
One more ride, one more race
We don’t slow down, ain’t no brakes
I’ma go off (yeah) I’ma ride tonight (yeah)
It don’t matter what we face
I’ma go off (I’ma ride tonight)
I’m the master of my fate
I’ma go off (I’ma go off)
I’ma go off (I’ma go off)
I gotta go now

[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
Gotta go now, gotta go
Swervin’ in my whip can’t slow down
Driving fancy cars, boy I’m on the road now
Automatic start, my Vic take a code now
Yeah, rockstar, heavy metal, no guitar
Why you pay so much for your Nissan? Because it’s GTR
First I shift it, click it, burning rubber like I’m moving dark
Drive at night, I chop my top so I can relate to the stars
Yeah, relate to the stars
I’ma race you for a pink slip
I got nitrous in my car so tell me what you thinkin’
My adrenaline start pumpin’ so I been stopped blinkin’

[Hook: Quavo & Travis Scott]
One more ride (ride) one more race (race)
We go all out, we don’t play
One more ride, one more race
We don’t slow down, ain’t no brakes
I’ma go off (yeah) I’ma ride tonight (yeah)
It don’t matter what we face
I’ma go off (I’ma go off)
I’ma go off (I’ma go off)
I gotta go now

Go off – Lil Uzi Vert feat. Travis Scott lyrics

Lyrics Lil Uzi Vert – Go off

One more ride (ride) one more race (ride)
We go all out, we don’t play
One more ride, one more race
We don’t slow down, ain’t no brakes
I’ma go off (yeah) I’ma ride tonight (yeah)
It don’t matter what we face
I’ma go off (I’ma ride tonight)
I’m the master of my fate
I’ma go off (I’ma go off)
I’ma go off (I’ma go off)
I gotta go now.

Taking off and I’m riding on the road now
Hit the gas, no brakes, gotta go now
Put my life on the line, yeah it’s on me
Blood rushing through my veins, no IV
Ride, switching lanes, you can’t stop me
You can smell the propane when you pass me (propane)
Ride for the gang because I’m the chief (gang gang)
Helicopter hovering, it’s high speed
Chase, drive, straight
I’mma, race, to the, cake
Flame, on it, no chain, on me
All of, us, became, homies.

One more ride (ride) one more race (race)
We go all out, we don’t play
One more ride, one more race
We don’t slow down, ain’t no brakes
I’ma go off (yeah) I’ma ride tonight (yeah)
It don’t matter what we face
I’ma go off (I’ma ride tonight)
I’m the master of my fate
I’ma go offff (I’ma go offff)
I’ma go offff (I’ma go offff)
I gotta go now.

Nine-nine, nine-nine (yeah)
You’re rocking with the ether child in overdrive
Yeah yeah, I-5 to I-9
We go all niiiiight, yeah (straight up!)
Double 0 speed, double 0 Chevy
I hit the fourth gear, hope I don’t drift
Souped up cars all around me
Hot-boxing at a high speed
One lane driving
Bad thing beside me
One more time on the road (it’s lit)
One more time ‘fore we go.

One more ride (ride) one more race (race)
We go all out, we don’t play
One more ride, one more race
We don’t slow down, ain’t no brakes
I’ma go off (yeah) I’ma ride tonight (yeah)
It don’t matter what we face
I’ma go offff (I’ma go offff)
I’ma go offff (I’ma go offff)
I gotta go now.

Gotta go now, gotta go
Swervin’ in my whip can’t slow down
Driving fancy cars, boy I’m on the road now
Automatic start, my Vic take a code now
Yeah, rockstar, heavy metal, no guitar
Why you pay so much for your Nissan? Because it’s GTR
First I shift it, click it, burning rubber like I’m moving dark
Drive at night, I chop my top so I can relate to the stars
Yeah, relate to the stars versuri-lyrics.info
I’ma race you for a pink slip
I got nitrous in my car so tell me what you thinkin’
My adrenaline start pumpin’ so I been stopped blinkin’.

One more ride (ride) one more race (race)
We go all out, we don’t play
One more ride, one more race
We don’t slow down, ain’t no brakes
I’ma go off (yeah) I’ma ride tonight (yeah)
It don’t matter what we face
I’ma go offf (I’ma go offff)
I’ma go offff (I’ma go offff)
I gotta go nowww.
Lil Uzi Vert lyrics
Video off

Luv scars – Lil Uzi Vert lyrics

Lyrics Lil Uzi Vert – Luv Scars

So much water on my neck might need a bowl or something
So many different girls I got a load of ’em (yeah!)
Why you always hating, go and get you some
Girl, why you always tripping when you know it’s love
Walk around, cuban link, my Patek is flooded
Now my pockets super deep, flooded with them hundreds (ooh!)
Flooded with them hundreds (damn!)
Flooded with them hundreds
What you thought it wasn’t?(luv scars)

And it’s sixteen-hundred
Try to take my soul my young niggas they coming
I remember when they said that I was nothing
I can’t trust my brother, I can’t trust my cousin
No, let me take my time versuri-lyrics.info
I want every girl like I can’t make my mind
I spent eighty-thousand just to flood the time
I don’t wear no Hanes, my T-shirt Saint Laurent
I just made a whole bag from like half of a show
I still got some boys sad, moving bags of the dope
Yeah you know I got that cash, you can get flashed on the low
Just because you knew my dad don’t mean that I put you close.

So much water on my neck might need a bowl or something
So many different girls I got a load of ’em (yeah!)
Why you always hating, go and get you some
Girl, why you always tripping when you know it’s love
Walk around, cuban link, my Patek is flooded
Now my pockets super deep, flooded with them hundreds (ooh!)
Flooded with them hundreds (damn!)
Flooded with them hundreds
What you thought it was?

I’ve been by myself so I’m not losing help
I don’t need you niggas, look like you can’t tell
Can’t do nothing around you because we know you ‘gone tell
Niggas I grew up with got a five-star room in Hell
Why? Cause they not loyal
Can’t believe we grew up in the soil (fuck nigga!)
Tell my niggas I got them with lawyers
Man, I wish I would knew I would’ve won (would’ve won!)
Man, I wish I would knew I would’ve won
They killed ninety right there on the corner
I miss Chico I swear that’s my brother
Looking down on me right with his mother.

So much water on my neck might need a bowl or something
So many different girls I got a load of ’em (yeah!)
Why you always hating, go and get you some
Girl, why you always tripping when you know it’s love
Walk around, cuban link, my Patek is flooded
Now my pockets super deep, flooded with them hundreds (ooh!)
Flooded with them hundreds (damn!)
Flooded with them hundreds
What you thought it wasss?(luv scars)
Lil Uzi Vert lyrics
Video scars

Taylor Bennett – Nobody Tell A Name (feat. Raury)

[Bridge: Raury ]
Yeah, uh

[Hook: Raury]
You don’t need to wonder if I blow
There’s alot of it
On my Koji Kondo shit, on my Koji Kondo
Technicolor platinum silver goals on my front some shit
On my Koji Kondo shit, on my Koji Kondo
This Atlanta, South Chicago flows
Yeah we run this shit
Don’t you even front bout it, don’t you even front bout it

[Verse 1: Raury]
Throw the peace sign, there’s nothing I be high
As two-pilot propeller planes
Got hella flame for the fuckboys that sell they fame
The pigs come round’, nobody tell a name
Nobody tell a name, nobody tell a name
The pigs come round’, nobody tell a name

[Verse 2: Taylor Bennett]
My bitch bought me a Gucci shirt
I’m turnt up like Lil Uzi Vert
Fuck with me you might get murk
My clique draped in all type of
For my Libra moves all types of work
My gang out here, my gang out there
Im with them hoods that you can’t go
Atlanta like my second hoe
My side bitch if we technical

[Verse 3: Raury]
No nigga this fresh you know
Dressed like a professional, turquoise on my necklace though
You be on that west and coast
Always on the dash you know, sorry I ain’t checking though
I’m just out in Texas though, meetin Texans, sext these hoes
I’m not even flexing though
It’s just my confessional, it’s just my confessional

Uppin downers – Lil Uzi Vert lyrics

Lyrics Lil Uzi Vert – Uppin downers

I don’t wanna go if it’s not no pills there (no)
I’m from 1600, know some niggas still there (yeah)
Tweak… Damn, DJ Plugg, you just killed it
Yeah, get it, please, please, yeahhh.(uppin downers)

I take Addy just to keep me up
I take Xanny just to bring me down
I take Molly just to keep me up
Took a 30 just to bring me down
After your b*tch done booting up
Then she turn her frown upside down
Went to the store like, “Add me up”
Told that f*ck nigga, “Go wipe me down”
I was on Addy to keep me up
I was on Xanny to bring me down
I was on Molly to keep me up
I was on 30’s to bring me down
I was on Addy to keep me up
I was on Xanny to bring me down
I was on Molly to keep me up
I was on 30’s to bring me down.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. (x4)

I don’t wanna go if it’s not no pills there (no)
I’m from 1600, know some niggas still there (yeah)
Tweakin’ and geekin’ off Molly and Xanny and Perky and Addy (whoo)
Gettin’ this money, my hundreds so crispy, I’m gettin’ this cabbage
Still the same nigga, eat my salmon black
Told that nigga I f*cked on his b*tch gladly
That lil’ b*tch mad ’cause she really can’t have me
She sucked my d*ck with a piece of candy
Looked in my eyes, said she can’t stand me
Talk to my foreign, it talkin’ right back
10 double G’s and I’m takin’ ’em things
Jump in the ‘Rari, everything went black.

I take Addy just to keep me up
I take Xanny just to bring me down
I take Molly just to keep me up
Took a 30 just to bring me down
After your b*tch done booting up
Then she turn her frown upside down
Went to the store like, “Add me up”
Told that f*ck nigga, “Go wipe me down”
I was on Addy to keep me up
I was on Xanny to bring me down
I was on Molly to keep me up
I was on 30’s to bring me down
I was on Addy to keep me up
I was on Xanny to bring me down
I was on Molly to keep me up
I was on 30’s to bring me down.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.(x4)

All of my diamonds, they start wit’ V
Swerve in the ‘Rari, it ain’t got no key
All of you rappers are hot to me
Because y’all all remind me of me
I was just normal, I went through a portal
Now my life changed like I’m Mr. D
f*ck that bih once, then I dip
f*ck that bih once, then I dip
f*ck that bih once, then I dip
f*ck that bih once, then I dip
f*ck the b*tch once, then I hit delete
She so wet, might have to repeat
She drink the pints of the lean
She drink the pints of the lean
I smoke the pounds of the green
She was on Oxy by 3
She was on Oxy by 3
She was on Roxi and E
She put her body on me
She throw her body on me
I am first ’cause I’m A1 and you Z
Takin’ Addys ’til I really can’t seee.(uppin downers)
Lil Uzi Vert lyrics
Video downers

Lil Uzi Vert & G Herbo – On My Line Lyrics

Hook: Lil Uzi Vert
Bust-Bussin traps off my phone
These junkies won’t leave me lone
Had-Had your bitch all on my phone
Then she gave me dome
Tra-Trap-Trappin off my phone
These junkies won’t leave me lone
Your bitch on my phone
That bitch gave me dome

Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert
She gave me dome, gave me dome
Off the shits I don’t know
What the fuck you saying?
Jumping in the Rolls, sippin on this Rose
2-2-3 and balls, all my diamonds froze, chain look like snow
And them bitches go
All my bitches hoes, they be sniffing coke
I don’t sniff no coke
(?)
Glizzy with the sticks
45th with poles
You ain’t really know I was with the shits
Now you really know
Speaking two different languages
If it ain’t bout that dough
Xanny eyes closed
Ballin like I’m Sammy, chillin in Miami
I just need a Grammy
Chillin on the ocean, pussy just be flowin
She ain’t got no panties
Jupiter flow, I am not a human
I be out this planet
And I’m still not landing
My young niggas trappin

Hook: Lil Uzi Vert
Bust-Bussin traps off my phone
These junkies won’t leave me lone
Had-Had your bitch all on my phone
Then she gave me dome
Tra-Trap-Trappin off my phone
These junkies won’t leave me lone
Your bitch on my phone
That bitch gave me dome

Verse 2: G Herb
All of my bitches they fine and they right
Still suck my dick the first night
Sippin Rozay cause I’m not getting high
Put the codiene with the Sprite
Hoes on my dick tryna fuck and I’m wasted
I think I’m Future No Basic
Can’t fuck that bitch if she basic
Like half a brick for my bracelet
Pull up tryna stunt in a race
Pull off tryna race in my strape
Your bitch let me fuck in the strape
Disrespect her and buss in her face
Money one thing that’s gonna stay on mind
I gave her all of my time
Text that bitch tell her I’m on my way but I’m lyin
She don’t distribute a dime
And these junkies they never stop hittin my line
Gotta distribute them dimes
They don’t write they just hittin them lines
30 shots clips in them 9s
Tryna run and get hit in the spine
If you jug you get with the 5
Catch me up in the hood
Posted up with my ice and my gun and my niggas behind

Hook: Lil Uzi Vert
Bust-Bussin traps off my phone
These junkies won’t leave me lone
Had-Had your bitch all on my phone
Then she gave me dome
Tra-Trap-Trappin off my phone
These junkies won’t leave me lone
Your bitch on my phone
That bitch gave me dome