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endless fashion (sped up version) - lil uzi vert lyrics

[intro: nicki minaj & lil uzi vert]
uzi (yeah)
pink tape
lil uzi
(bugz ronin, he gon’ run it up)
yeah

[chorus: lil uzi vert & nicki minaj]
i sold my soul for chrome heart mixed with carhartt (what?)
yes, i’m splashin’ in fashion, i can’t take no loss (loss)
i rock junya on wannabes, i got no heart (heart)
i put endless to denim on rims on my car (skrrt, woah)
i got a republican doctor (yeah)
made my ass great again, maga (woah)
know you mad now, enchilada
when b*tches test me, it get messy like soccer
i sold my soul for chrome heart mixed with carhartt (woah)
yes, i’m splashin’ in fashion, i can’t take no loss
i rock junya on wannabes, i got no heart (no wannabe)
i put endless to denim on rims on my car (skrrt)
i got a republican doctor (ah)
made my ass great again, maga
b*tch, don’t make me rag you, pasta
i’m number one, you could only be dolce, gabbana

[verse 1: lil uzi vert]
i got a chinese girl, yeah, she from shanghai (ni hao)
she goes to parsons in new york, got good eye
i know i love her, only saw her two times
i met her at dover street market, good eye
[verse 2: nicki minaj & patty]
ayo, even if my name was natalie nunn
you b*tches still couldn’t chin*check me
that’s word to chanel, they ain’t nothin’ to see
b*tches on tv channelin’ me
harajuku barbie, roman zolanski
from red ruby to chun*li
i put door knocker earrings in fendi (oh)
then stamped the trench coat burberry
where the c*o*m*p*e*t*i*t*i*o*n? don’t see any (oop)
sittin’ under stars in the city lights (city lights)
baby daddy tell me i got pretty eyes (pretty eyes)
b*tches only eatin’ when i dust crumbs (dust crumbs)
i stay with that uzi, i’m his plus one (oop)
i was really in the field with karl lager’ (oop)
and now it’s heaven campaigns (r.i.p.)
check in with dapper dan when i’m in harlem
my n*ggas’ll blow like virgil
i got that duffel (heard you), mm
ooh
everything we do, you motherf*ckers do it too
heavy on it, tick*tick*tick*tick*tick*tick*tick*tick too
everything we do

[verse 3: lil uzi vert]
these rappers can’t dress, yeah, they just be hatin’
i never ratted, but got all the statements
stopped wearing kapital ’cause it got basic
i still wear kapital, uzi, stop fakin’
i used to wear more number (n)ine than asians
i mix the greg lauren, purple label
my closet too cluttered, clothes on my table
we wore that vlone ’til it turned faded
[interlude: lil uzi vert]
yeah, i’m the reason why n*ggas wear them goyard bags (yeah)
it was n*ggas doing it, but i brought that sh*t to the hood (i started that sh*t)
and i made that sh*t all good (i started that sh*t)
they stalkin’ my swag, stalkin’ my swag

[chorus: lil uzi vert]
i sold my soul for chrome heart mixed with carhartt (woah)
yes, i’m splashin’ in fashion, i can’t take no loss
i rock junya on wannabes, i got no heart
i put endless to denim on rims on my car (skrrt)
i sold my soul for chrome heart mixed with carhartt (yes)
yes, i’m splashin’ in fashion, i can’t take no loss (no)
i rock junya on wannabes, i got no heart
i put endless to denim on rims on my car

- lil uzi vert lyrics

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