- Future Patek 歌詞
- Lil Uzi Vert Future
- (Brrt, brrt)
Three ninety two, switch it up with the cat (Cat)
I count a million right here on my lap (On my lap)
Bought a new Spider then take off the plastic
I stomp on that forty eight eight, hit the gas
Rick Owens pants, they lay to relax
Crocodile Dundee, Don C on my hat
Alligator shoe on the pedal when I press it (Oh yeah)
Alligator shoe on the pedal when I press it (Brrt, brrt)
You know we stay vibed out and that is a fact
None of these girls got strings attached
Ima get my blue cheese and I be dressing
I gotta teach these b*tches a lesson
She fell in love, she saw a million racks
I made it out, I aint going back
Killing these n*ggas in all black
Look at these b*tches, tryna ball cap
Bad, its two, its not even nobody bad as you
Come on, baby, you know that Im begging you (Yeah)
I had to get a Louis, a bag or two
It is no one that is bad as you
We got new Pateks on Pateks too
Made it straight to the top, got a whole lot to lose
Keep on asking me shit, tryna find the truth (Shh)
I said baby, Im better off lying to you
I said baby, Im better off lying to you
You will never be able to find a root
Everything on me, designer too
Everything on me, designer times two
All of my diamonds, they pink or they blue
All of my diamonds, they yellow or white
I put that lean in the Fanta, no Sprite
Rollie got ice and the bando right
We shot the opp at a candle light
My boys, they got choppas, cant stand a fight
( My boys, they got choppas, cant stand a fight)
Lil Uzi Vert known to get to the commas
N*ggas they mad, cause Im big as Obama
Put that on my gang, put that right on my mama
Watch out for snakes cause these n*ggas, they serpents
Pull up, big body, Maybach with the curtains
Bulletproof on the Bentayga, Im nervous
Bulletproof, my whip like its a suburban
I f*cked your b*tch, I aint do that on purpose
Had to say bye-bye, that baby a birdie
I kicked her out on the sidewalk, so I had to curve it
Different color stones, it look like a circus
Ima kill that pussy, get convicted for murder
I aint whippin service, b*tch, we pay for these verses
Diamonds on my neck, I took the immersion
Come on, b*tch, now tell me what is the verdict
Come on, baby, tell me what is the verdict
My pockets big as excursion
I be smoking weed until I cant breathe
She in love with the style, thats why she cant leave
I can never walk and beg on my knees
So my new girl, she black and Japanese (Yeah, woah, ayy)
Shes feeling all on my knees
(All on my knees, yeah, lets go, Uzi Vert, lets go)
I dont think that this boy ready
No, I dont think this boy ready
AK, dont front, it came with machete
Beat up the pot, almost caught a domestic
Might buy the block, build it up like its Tetris
Too many foreign vibes all in my session
Too many foreign vibes all in my section
Chrome Heart the Rollie, this shit is a blessing
Chrome heartover, Ima shed it
Hand on your block like I fed it
Whip up the Audemar, fill it with guetties
Christian Dior just for the aesthetics (Woah)
Called out my misery thanks to this syrup (Yeah)
Based up in emeralds, draped up in pearls (Yeah)
Straight off the block to a whole nother world (Other world)
Travel to France, recruit me some girls
Meet me on the front, on the top for a cruncho, yeah
My b*tch sit Indian style, yeah
Smokin on runts by the pound
Young n*ggas crazy to switch on the forty
Walk n*gga down, hit him up then record it
Exotic b*tches fall in order
Turn a dime to a quarter
The block hot, Richard Porter, my rides get imported (Skkr, skkr)
Plug came out of Russia
Might have to spill that four, I got pesos
Im on an island with the cash like Diego
Snowflake when I drip, I got rose gold
Gotta flock it, these b*tches on go mode
Cant name one hood that I cant go
Four dollars and a half on a Rolls Royce
Bought a house on a lake with a golf course (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
Got a Korean b*tch on my team (Korean b*tch on my team)
I done wiped a n*gga nose clean (I done wiped a n*gga nose clean)
Bought some bullets and extra magazines
(Bought some bullets and extra magazines)
Gang affiliated, by all means, any means
Private jets for me and my team (Private jets)
We didnt bring no clothes , we brought codeine
Got a flight attendant in the bathroom
Doing dirty favors on me (On me)
She gon do it on the whole crew
If I tell her so you dont even gotta ask
I fill space coupes in the stash
Some little tall shit, young Stacey Dash
I bought the mall out fore I went spazzin
I gotta ball player contract, baby ( Yeah)
High definition on me, no Fugazzi (High definition)
More ammunition, my n*ggas better go crazy
Fifty round clips hoppin out a Mercedes (Fifty round clips)
Im now spaced out, on a whole nother level (Spaced out)
Young n*ggas crazy, go dance with the devil (Dance with the devil)
Three ninety two, hit the switch on whoever (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
Three ninety two, switch it up with the cat (Cat)
I count a million right here on my lap (On my lap)
Bought a new Spider then take off the plastic
I stomp on that forty eight eight, hit the gas
Rick Owens pants, they lay to relax
Crocodile Dundee, Don C on my hat
Alligator shoe on the pedal when I press (Brrt)
Alligator shoe on the pedal when I press
You know we stay vibed out and that is a fact
None of these girls got strings attached
Ima get my blue cheese and I be dressing
I gotta teach these b *tches a lesson
She fell in love, she saw a million racks
I made it out, I aint going back
Killing these n*ggas in all black
Look at these b*tches, tryna ball cap
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