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doin' the most - lil uzi vert lyrics

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[intro]
alright
alright
wheezy beats

[hook]
lil b-tch i ain’t checkin’ on you, i get the guap, i flex on you, ooh
she suck my d-ck with no tooth, not in her house, right in the coupe ooh
diamonds they black, they ain’t blue, with the white in it like pepé le pew, ooh
i took that b-tch in her room, i can’t just hit one i gotta hit two, uh
you know i’m doing the most (most)
you know she call me the goat (goat)
i put my d-ck in her throat (yah)
then i gotta say “buenas noches” (aye)

[verse 1]
i flood my chain it’s a choker (chain)
d-ck in her throat, it’s gon’ choke her (woo)
yeah her last boyfriend so broke (yah)
lil uzi, rich like stockbroker, uh (aye)
my new b-tch straight off the poster, uh (aye)
skin the same color as mocha, uh (aye)
on your block, watch how i post up
stayed a, real n-gg- just like i’m ‘posed to, uh
about my bread, i might toast ya, uh
my new gun came with a holster, uh (yuh)
this is a lamb’ not a lotus, uh (skrr)
i put a 12 in a roadster, uh (skrr)
‘member i couldn’t get a token, yah
pocket so fat that they pokin’, yah
i had to go count up a check today (aye)
rollie got diamonds, i flex today (aye)
no, she did not give the s-x away
but i heard she gave the neck away (huh)
found out that boy was extra fake
on his lil head, put that extra cake (ahh)
24 hours, get extra baked (ahh)
now i gotta give my tec away (ahh)
gucci my jeans and these prada my waist
now that b-tch tryna molest my face (yuh)
f-cked your lil b-tch so i rest my case
357 he rest the case (aye)
pull up with sticks h-t em, extra case (yuh)
i got the sauce, i got extra taste (lil uzi)

[bridge]
now i’m movin’ smart, i can’t lose (i can’t lose)
i just want ’em all, i can’t choose (i can’t choose)
i put plus ones in my jewels (in my jewels)
went to the stars, mars, then the moon (and the moon)

[verse 2]
get the work in for my homies (work)
get the work right in the morning (yah)
she eat it up ’till i’m snoring (uh)
i beat it up ’till it’s boring (yah)
diamonds look like when you open your eyes in the mornin’ (uh)
the crack of dawnin’ (aye)
i turned to a star, man (star man)
my new crib it got a doorman (uh)
i know some n-gg-s that’s warrin’ (ahh)
poppin’ it out for like 4 bands (ahh)
these b-tches they be recordin’
my money stretch out like accordion (yah)
see, accordin’ to my plans
couple more months, i will be the man (be the man)

[hook]
lil b-tch i ain’t checkin’ on you, i get the guap, i flex on you, ooh
she suck my d-ck with no tooth, not in her house, right in the coupe ooh
diamonds they black, they ain’t blue, with the white in it like pepé le pew, ooh
i took that b-tch in her room, i can’t just hit one i gotta hit two, uh
you know i’m doing the most (most)
you know she call me the goat (goat)
i put my d-ck in her throat (yah)
then i gotta say “buenas noches” (aye)

[outro]
i had to go count up a check today
ohh

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