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bitch - lil uzi vert lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah
okay, it’s lil uzi vert
slow down
woah, hey
yeah, yeah, it’s lil uzi vert

[chorus]
i go dumb in this b*tch
f*ck from the back, put my thumb in this b*tch
he sound just like me, like my son in this b*tch
smoking on gas need a lung in this b*tch
all the opps dead, [?] in this b*tch
she open her mouth, use her tongue in this b*tch
i am so fly, i could run in this b*tch
ay, b*tch i been running this sh*t
ay, swear i could [?] in this b*tch

[verse]
you know i’m rich as a b*tch
count up a mil’ (b*tch)
stay with a real b*tch
you is a real b*tch
i know the real b*tch
you prolly snitched like a b*tch
suck on this d*ck, you lil’ b*tch
bust on this d*ck, you lil’ b*tch
i just cut off my lil’ b*tch
i just count up in this b*tch
i got this punani (b*tch)
i can not sneak on a b*tch
i’ma just mistreat a b*tch
pull up a two*seater (b*tch)
and i got two heaters (b*tch)
diamonds like water (b*tch)
you look like your father (b*tch)
i’m smoking howard (b*tch)
not smoking on sour (b*tch)
i got courage the dog (b*tch)
i’m not a coward (b*tch)
she down from miami (b*tch)
but her attitude from broward (b*tch)
[pre*chorus]
i might just swerve on that b*tch
i cannot worry ’bout no b*tch
i cannot worry ’bout no b*tch
i cannot worry ’bout no b*tch
i came in first in this b*tch
cannot get hurt for this b*tch
cannot get tricked by no b*tch
only get lit by a b*tch

[chorus]
i go dumb in this b*tch
f*ck from the back, put my thumb in this b*tch
he sound just like me, like my son in this b*tch
smoking on gas need a lung in this b*tch
all the opps dead, [?]
she open her mouth, use her tongue in this b*tch
i am so fly, i could run in this b*tch
ay, b*tch i been running this sh*t
ay, swear i could [?] in this b*tch

[verse]
i’m so disrespectful, but i could get intellectual
bad b*tch with me, and you know she bis*xual
i done already snapped, let me see you flex and roll
i just bought a whole pint, from your local texaco
cops pull me over, i act like i’m from mexico
i’m not wreck*it ralph, but i’m known to prolly wreck your ho’
n*ggas tryna take my temperature, you need to check your ho’
we got them sticks like b*tch (yes)
won’t call my opps like a b*tch (ay)
i cannot miss a b*tch
i put my bricks on a b*tch
i put my wrist in that b*tch
diamonds got p*ss in this b*tch
i cannot kiss that lil’ b*tch
asked that lil b*tch for a b*tch
i am not sensitive (b*tch)
my b*tch, this a period (b*tch)
but where is the synthesis (b*tch)
i look at the ho (b*tch)
but my eyes worth a million
i’m so rich i ain’t spillin it (b*tch)
i’m not lying, i’m serious (b*tch)
i’m not george, but i’m curious (b*tch)
f*ck that b*tch in the tub, man, i’m no harriet (b*tch)
[chorus]
i go dumb in this b*tch
f*ck from the back, put my thumb in this b*tch
he sound just like me, like my son in this b*tch
smoking on gas need a lung in this b*tch
all the opps dead, [?]
she open her mouth, use her tongue in this b*tch
i am so fly, i could run in this b*tch
ay, b*tch i been running this sh*t
ay, swear i could [?] in this b*tch

- lil uzi vert lyrics

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