call me bart - future & lil uzi vert lyrics
somebody scribe
[intro: future]
lambo’, double r
choppa long like guitar
choppa like a guit—, choppa like a guitar
gang (ayy, brandon, man, why you do that?)
let’s go
[chorus: future]
rose gold [?] cubans, i be wearing it like it’s art, huh (woo)
yellow diamonds all in the trap, they call me bart, huh
pocket full of stones and then my carats, forty pointers, huh
i done flexed so long, i’m bigger than elvis, i got [?], uh*huh
[verse 1: future]
[chorus: future]
rose gold [?] cubans, i be wearing it like it’s art, huh (woo)
yellow diamonds all in the trap, they call me bart, huh
pocket full of stones and then my carats, forty pointers, huh
i done flexed so long, i’m bigger than elvis, i got [?], uh*huh
[verse 2: future]
[chorus: future]
rose gold [?] cubans, i be wearing it likе it’s art, huh (woo)
yellow diamonds all in the trap, they call mе bart, huh
pocket full of stones and then my carats, forty pointers, huh
i done flexed so long, i’m bigger than elvis, i got [?], uh*huh
[verse 3: lil uzi vert]
jumping off the stage b*tch i feel like i’m bret hart (bret hart, let’s go, yeah)
automatic whip (yeah), b*tch, that’s automatic park (uh*huh, yeah)
diamonds don’t need no light (yeah), yeah, it hit better in the dark (uh*huh)
i just pulled up on this b*tch (woah, woah), she suck my d*ck apart
let’s go, diamonds touch my heart, yeah, water, no [?]
yellow diamonds look like lisa, that’s the sis of bart
i mix canarian just right with the blue, yeah, my diamonds look like marge (marge, yeah)
trapping just on my phone, yeah, my pockets, they be like homer, yeah
pull up a glocky, that bih’ got a maggie
stand on my money, i’m tall as a athlete
pockets too full, yeah, them b*tches too saggy (uh)
balenciaga with prada, i’m [?]
i just had yo’ lil’ b*tch in the telly (yeah)
on the real, yeah, i swear she was ready (yeah)
she ain’t even wanna f*ck for no money
she f*ck for a birkin, that b*tch was [?]
[chorus: future]
rose gold [?] cubans, i be wearing it like it’s art, huh
yellow diamonds all in the trap, they call me bart, huh
pocket full of stones and then my carats, forty pointers, huh
i done flexed so long, i’m bigger than elvis, i got [?], uh*huh
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