Lil Uzi Vert – Sticky Lyrics

Wich one? Which one? Play this song
[Intro]
That sound like um
My-my-my-my-my UFO when it lands yeah
Lil Uzi, huh, yeah, huh
Lil Uzi, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, right
[Verse 1]
My diamonds don’t need no light (No light)
Them bitches shinin’ at night (Oh yeah)
Pull up lambo more 4 pipes (Skrr)
My young nigga totin’ them pipes (Boom)
She gave me that head like it lice (Yeah)
But that girl I swear she so sheisty (Sheisty)
Like everything she said “I like” (Oh yeah)
So everything really not nice
[Chorus]
Pants they Sacai, my shoes they be Ricky (They be Ricky)
‘Member she once dissed me, now she wanna lick me (Wanna lick me)
Popped the Cosmo and the Wanda, I see Vicky (I see Vicky)
Lookin’ in that mirror, man that shit is trippy (Shit is trippy)
Same nigga, hundred thousand in my Dickies (Yeah)
Hunnids crispy, I can’t fuck her, she ain’t sticky (She ain’t sticky)
Doin’ well, got a proud family, bitch I’m sticky (Bitch I’m sticky)
I’m the captain, so I’m never sayin’ “Pick me” (No way)
[Verse 2]
Suck all my dick, better keep that shit clean (Better keep it clean)
I play with her clit, I made that bitch cream
After we were done, she told me she got big dreams (Oh what?)
Asked me for some hundreds, she said she need 16
I told her talk with her eyes
I told her walk with her tongue, I can’t walk with my feet (I can’t)
‘Cause I pay 3k just right for my sneaks, drive bentley truck but no jeep (Damn)
My Bentley don’t come with keys
Your Jeep, it came with the keys (Yeah)
You know that I had to leave, you know I’m only a tease (Bye, bye)
Yeah, get the cake, switchin’ states (What?)
Bitch I’m baked (Bitch I’m baked), in a Wraith (In a Wraith)
Don’t eat steak (Don’t eat steak), shrimp my plate (Shrimp my plate)
My bitch from space, get that Creme Brulee
Stack it, put it in a safe
Diamonds in my watch, the reason why I’m late
Basically what I’m sayin’ “I flood the face”
Get paid to be late, I got expensive taste
[Chorus]
Pants they Sacai, my shoes they be Ricky (They be Ricky)
‘Member she once dissed me, now she wanna lick me (Wanna lick me)
Popped the Cosmo and the Wanda, I see Vicky (I see Vicky)
Lookin’ in that mirror, man that shit is trippy (Shit is trippy)
Same nigga, hundred thousand in my Dickies (Yeah)
Hunnids crispy, I can’t fuck her, she ain’t sticky (She ain’t sticky)
Doin’ well, got a proud family, bitch I’m sticky (Bitch I’m sticky)
I’m the captain, so I’m never sayin’ “Pick me” (No way)
Pants they Sacai, my shoes they be Ricky (They be Ricky)
‘Member she once dissed me, now she wanna lick me (Wanna lick me)
Popped the Cosmo and the Wanda, I see Vicky (I see Vicky)
Lookin’ in that mirror, man that shit is trippy (Shit is trippy)
Same nigga, hundred thousand in my Dickies (Yeah)
Hunnids crispy, I can’t fuck her, she ain’t sticky (She ain’t sticky)
Doin’ well, got a proud family, bitch I’m sticky (Bitch I’m sticky)
I’m the captain, so I’m never sayin’ “Pick me” (No way)
[Verse 3]
Black diamonds on my neck, they got pigment
Kiss me, kiss me, made girl ride my dick like a 10 speed
If she leave, I know she gon back that girl a frisbee
Look you can’t make me mad, you can’t make me sad
This a rollie, can’t tick me (Bow, bow)
This is V12, you can’t get me (You can’t catch me)
These nigga mad, well hit me
All of the hate shit, yeah miss me (Yeah, yeah)
Wich one? I don’t know lil’ bitch, lets see (Yeah, yeah)
Might pull out that Lambo, the hellcat, the viper, now back to the Bentley (Yeah, skrr)
[Chorus]
Pants they Sacai, my shoes they be Ricky (They be Ricky)
‘Member she once dissed me, now she wanna lick me (Wanna lick me)
Popped the Cosmo and the Wanda, I see Vicky (I see Vicky)
Lookin’ in that mirror, man that shit is trippy (Shit is trippy)
Same nigga, hundred thousand in my Dickies (Yeah)
Hunnids crispy, I can’t fuck her, she ain’t sticky (She ain’t sticky)
Doin’ well, got a proud family, bitch I’m sticky (Bitch I’m sticky)
I’m the captain, so I’m never sayin’ “Pick me” (No way)

Lil Uzi Vert – New Patek Lyrics

Makin’ rain ’cause I’m up in the clouds
Had to tell that lil’ bitch, get from around
‘Cause that little bitch be fuckin’ with clowns
Let’s go, let’s go, had to tell that lil bitch, yeah let’s go
Yeah, that lil nigga stole my swag, and he’s tryna steal my flow
I had to switch it up one time just like I switch my phone
I could try one more time, I can give this shit one more go
I put hundreds in my safe (ayy)
I throw twenties in her face
I put the M in a J (ayy)
I got a bae in the bay (ayy)
I fucked on that nigga little bitch that’s the reason he tryna’ say that I’m gay (ayy)
Way more coochie the kid slay (ayy)
I sell a mil in a day (ayy)
All of my bitches they grade A
I do not get it in Canada, but when I’m in Toronto they treat me like Drake
This a light jet, this a flight day
Had that lil’ bitch, that’s on Myspace
I can feel this shit in my veins
Look at my neck, that’s an ice tray
Come on tell me, what you sayin’
(what you sayin’, what you sayin’, what you sayin’)
And your girlfriend like my drip (drip, uh)
Happy birthday to that bitch (bitch)
Yeah, the one that suck my dick (dick, uh)
Triple S got that extra grip (grip)
(Oh yeah)
Franck Muller made part of my wrist
Franck Muller made part of my wrist
New Rollie made part of my wrist
AP made a part of my wrist
New Richard on my wrist
Got a millie down sellin’ my bank
New Patek on my wrist
White diamonds, them shits hit pink
Got cold, had to go get a mink
New finger ring sit like a sink
You a bad bitch, then we can link (what?)
Hit the shower, you might stink
Bitches bad, yeah, they on my grape (uh)
And she said “Lil Uzi so great” (uh, uh)
How you deal with all that hate? (uh-uh)
Shut up, bitch, don’t give me migraine
Throw up gang signs, Naruto
Put metal in my nose like Pain
Man, I never saw this bitch before
How the fuck she know my name
She said, “Lil Uzi, hello”
I looked at her, “Oh, hey”
You ain’t never seen pastry dough, well lil’ bitch, I got cake (ayy)
Gettin’ money, I’m the man
Gettin’ money, had to count the advance
Saint Laurent all on my shoes, they not Vans
Need a fan in case a nigga get hot
‘Member she ain’t want me back, I was popped
On the block back before I had locks
Red dot for a chicken eat pop
MC told the bitch, “eat me cock”
Yeah, that’s it (uh-uh)
Shut up, bitch, don’t give me migraine
And your girlfriend like my drip (drip, uh)
Happy birthday to that bitch (bitch)
Yeah, the one that suck my dick (dick, uh)
Triple S got that extra grip (grip)
So you know I cannot slip
That jeweler made part of my wrist
Franck Muller made part of my wrist
Franck Muller made part of my wrist
New Rollie made a part of my wrist
AP made part of my wrist
New Richard on my wrist
Got a millie down sellin’ my bank
New Patek on my wrist (gang)
White diamonds, them shits hit pink (gang, gang)
Got cold, had to go get a mink (gang)
New finger ring sit like a sink (gang, gang)
You a bad bitch, then we can link (what?)
Hit the shower, you might stink (gang, gang)
Bitches bad, yeah, they on my grape (uh)
And she said “Lil Uzi so great” (uh, uh)
How you deal with all that hate? He got files so he beatin’ the trial
Couple racks, let them niggas run wild
Super filthy, man, they livin’ so foul
I got some real niggas that is locked up
Tryna shade the bar just for the foul
All my bitches want me to take a foul
Live off verbs, and I live off of nouns
He get money, then I had to say “how?”
New rug, and it’s made out of wolf
New rabbit, yeah, I use as a towel
Lil’ bitch, yeah I run through the city
Different spots in it just like a cow
Yeah, I’m talkin’ ’bout a mansion, no house
Yeah, my closet, yeah, that shit got a house
Four years, I ain’t even see a mouse
Please stop talking, bitch, put dick in your mouth
We get money, what the fuck is a drought? (uh-uh)
Shut up, bitch, don’t give me migraine
New Patek on my wrist
White diamonds, them shits hit pink
Got cold, had to go get a mink
New finger rings hit like a sink
You a bad bitch, then we can link
Hit the shower, you might stink
Bitches bad, yeah, they on my grape (uh-uh)
And she said “Lil Uzi so great”
Ok, your girlfriend like my drip (drip, uh)
Happy birthday to that bitch (bitch)
Yeah, the one that suck my dick (dick, uh)
Triple S got that extra grip (grip)
So you know I cannot slip
That jeweler me proud of my wrist (wrist)
Franck Muller me proud of my wrist (wrist)
Franck Muller me proud of my wrist (wrist)
My shooters gon’ shoot, can’t miss
My shooter got .30 on his hip
Yeah I need my fix
Was that a pair of boots from Rick? Hmm
New Patek on my wrist
White diamonds, them shits hit pink
Aight, I’m ready
New Patek on my wrist (gang)
White diamonds, them shits hit pink (gang, gang)
Got cold, had to go get a mink (gang)
New finger ring sit like a sink (gang, gang)
You a bad bitch, then we can link (what?)
Hit the shower, you might stink (gang, gang)
Bitches bad, yeah, they all migrate (uh)
And she said “Lil Uzi so great” (uh, uh)
How you deal with all that hate? (uh-uh)
Shut up, bitch, don’t give me migraine
Throw up gang signs, Naruto
Put metal in my nose like Pain
Man, I never saw this bitch before
How the fuck she know my name
She said, “Lil Uzi, hello”
I looked at her, “Oh, hey”
You ain’t never seen pastry dough, well lil’ bitch, I got cake (ayy)
Gettin’ money, I’m the man
Gettin’ money, had to count the advance
Saint Laurent all on my shoes, they not Vans
Need a fan in case a nigga get hot
‘Member she ain’t want me back, I was popped
On the block back before I had locks
Red dot for a chicken eat pop
MC told the bitch, “eat me cock”
Motorcycle days, bitch, young jock
That’s what I call her, she all on my top
Rapstar or do he sell rock? Had to tell that lil girl don’t trip
Cool blood, but my money crip
Got clap on lights no flick
Can’t take no pic, no flick (no cap)
Fuck that bitch in my new whip (skrr)
Her ass so fat, can’t fit
Her ass so fat, it’s amazing (amazing)
Her ass so fat, it’s a miracle (miracle)
Her last man money hysterical
She from the six one nine, Rey Mysterio
I’m the same nigga bustin’ their stereo
Yeah, my boys on the block selling O’s, no cheerios
I don’t wake up in the morning for cereal
Flip the brick make the whole shit do a aerial
Bang the shit out and make the hoes sing Ariel
Silencers so they really can not hear me though
Killing these beats, Lil Uzi a serial
Clean up the body, prepare for the burial
Burberry pants, I got Burberry tennis shoes
I got the swag, probably I’ma finish you
I am a octopus, I cannot breath without water
So I put diamonds on my tentacles
How is you stoppin’ us, they is not toppin’ us
You know I had to cop that shit just by the twos
Blood in my chakra, I will not pop at ya
Put money on my head just for your album, bruh
Tell me lil’ boy, if it’s beef I get to choppin’ shit up like it’s prime and treat you like you Optimus
My chain white gold your shit look like copper bruh
MCM yeah that shit made of ostrich bruh
But I don’t wear that, give that to my hoes
Yeah, I swear that lil’ nigga my clone
I had to do this shit all on my own
Yeah, slime shit, lil’ baby, put diamonds in my nose
New Patek on my wrist (gang)
White diamonds, them shits hit pink (gang, gang)
Got cold, had to go get a mink (gang)
New finger ring sit like a sink (gang, gang)
You a bad bitch, then we can link (what?)
Hit the shower, you might stink (gang, gang)
Bitches bad, yeah, they on my grape (uh)
And she said “Lil Uzi so great” (uh, uh)
How you deal with all that hate?

Lil Uzi Vert – Introvert Lyrics

I live in her Gucci, I be in the pussy, and [?] feel like I’m Floyd
[Interlude]
Uh, uhh, uhh
[Japanese clip plays]
Uh, uhh, uhh
[Chorus]
Didn’t trust broad from the beginning
Don’t fuck with none of these women
I done fucked all of these women
If the pussy ain’t wet, then I’m just leavin’
Diamonds so wet, Louboutins they be slippin’
Rockstar like Balmain jeans, they just be rippin’
Lime and the coconut lean when I’m sippin’
Water the soda, the ice, yeah, I’m whippin’
Water the soda, the ice, yeah, I’m whippin’
[Bridge]
Ohh, ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh, ohh
Yeah, ohh, yeah
[Verse 2]
I’m off the Xan’, she off Roc’
Trunk in the front of my car
I met the slut at the bar
I fucked the slut at the bar
Strummin’ that pussy guitar
Smashin’ that bih’ like a tar
Shots on your bitch like JR
But in my wallet, Goyard
Raf Simmons steppin’ on ya
Margielas steppin’ on ya
Rick Owens steppin’ on ya
All of these diamonds, I swear you can see in the dark
I am not regular, baby girl, you are the star
I am ballin’ like I am Derrick Rose
I be ballin’ like I miss Amber Rose
Luv is Rage, jump in a crowd at my shows
[Chorus]
Didn’t trust broad from the beginning
Don’t fuck with none of these women
I done fucked all of these women
If the pussy ain’t wet, then I’m just leavin’
Diamonds so wet, Louboutins they be slippin’
Rockstar like Balmain jeans, they just be rippin’
Lime and the coconut lean when I’m sippin’
Water the soda, the ice, yeah, I’m whippin’
Water the soda, the ice, yeah, I’m whippin’ [Intro]
Uhh, uh
Walkin’ around with a bank
Walkin’ around with a bank
Walkin’ around with a bank
[Chorus]
Didn’t trust broad from the beginning
Don’t fuck with none of these women
I done fucked all of these women
If the pussy ain’t wet, then I’m just leavin’
Diamonds so wet, Louboutins they be slippin’
Rockstar like Balmain jeans, they just be rippin’
Lime and the coconut lean when I’m sippin’
Water the soda, the ice, yeah, I’m whippin’
Water the soda, the ice, yeah, I’m whippin’
[Verse 1]
Stackin’ my money, I’m countin’ this paper
You fuck with me, 223 bullet in chamber
I promise you, leave your girl ’round me, I’ll take her
She didn’t wanna lick her Lil Uzi, now had taste it
Faded I put down my dough, I don’t really be chasin’
LA with me, yeah, that nigga just fuck with the chasers
Baby, that [?] really wanna see you shake it
Swerve in the coupe and I’m countin’ that money, no charts
She said, “Lil Uzi, I swear that your voice make me moist”
She suck me like Kirby, pockets on excursion
I’m drivin’ up in the Rolls Royce
I’m countin’ money when I’m bored
Stop countin’ money ’cause that’s what I do when I’m bored
If you really good at this shit, nigga, then what is the point?

Lil Uzi Vert – Rich Forever Leaked lyrics

like I’m testin’ (G.E.D.)
Get every dollar with no dressin’ (yeah)
They won’t play this on your FM (ayy)
You a rat, call the PC
That’s the pest control, not protection
Tell my bitch, “You his best friend? [Intro]
Make it rain and I leave it there
I don’t ever clean the mess up
Buddakan, bitch, we eat in there
So dark, can’t see in there
Still took a bitch to eat in there
She said, “How you pull off in your whip if ain’t no key in there?”
New coupe can fit three in there
Woo, woo
Woo, woo
Woo, woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever
Woo, woo
Woo, woo
Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
[Verse]
I pull up in Bentley, no Beamer
Balenciaga, these not no Arenas
I got a chopper could clear whole arenas
I got a llama, I named that bitch Tina
I let that lil’ bitch just hold on my Nina
You know I stay, don’t have to get my cheese up
I remember that bitch wasn’t a speaker
Now I’m the only thing come out her speakers
These niggas bummy, they mad from the bleachers
I get the cake like I work for Denise’s
Violation, boy, your money like Wee Man
These soft ass niggas can’t f*ck with the demon
You know Lil Uzi got the bitches feindin’
I got the Glock and my laser is beamin’
These niggas borin’, tell me when they’re leavin’
Rainbow my diamonds, but I am not readin’
These niggas old yeah their hairlines recedin’
Go get the money, blue checks I’m receivin’
Like Kells with the R so I hit with the remix
I gave the thot a pill, she went to Venus
She on her knees and she beg for the semen
Rick Owens my bed, I trip when I’m dreamin’
Bitch out my way, at the top, you can’t glo me
Did everything so it’s nothin’ you can show me
I’m the type nigga that wave out in front on you
I’ma just pass you just right to my homie
I’m the type nigga that wave out in front on you
Take the safety off and blast my opponent
These rappers pitiful, also my children too
I don’t know why they’re always actin’ bogus
One of my youngest children just went platinum
Startin’ to think he better than my oldest
Hold up, pneumonia neck got me froze up
Made three million off my shoulders
Drippin’, drownin’ in the water, yeah
Got more money than your father, yeah
So that means you’re my daughter (daughter)
Choppers on me, I got 40 (40)
Jack boys rip the floor up (floor up)
Sawed-off getting taught (bow)
Stomach shot, get your core (core)
Went 2Pac, watch the door
2Pac, that’s Shakur
Nigga better watch his whore (yeah)
I’ma send him to the Lord (Lord)
He was on life support (‘port)
But the doctor pulled the cord (cord)
That’s what happen when we warrin’ (woo)
1600, leave you snorin’ (woo)
Counter carbon, that’s a Corbin (woo)
Blue tips in the FN
It’s G.E.D. Oh no, bitch you gon’ text him (what?)
Let him ease in my section
We gon’ hit him with a message (message)”
We got shooters out in Essex (Essex)
We got shooters out in Texas (Texas)
All my niggas know is wreck sh*t (wreck sh*t)
Throw your set, throw your set, bitch
You keep showin’ me your new bitch
Boy, you’re f*ckin’ on my ex-bitch
She with you for a check, bitch
Gave her racks, diamond necklace
You can keep it, I got extra (extra)
No, they can’t out-check us (check us)
Spend a hundred, put the rest up (yeah)
Niggas tryna be the best us
Make it rain and I leave it there
I don’t ever clean the mess up
Buddakan, bitch, we eat in there
So dark, can’t see in there
Still took a bitch to eat in there
She said, “How you pull off in your whip if ain’t no key in there?”
New coupe can fit three in there
Smoke a blunt, 4 G’s in there
Goyard wallet with the cheese in there
Margiela, put my feet in there (yeah)
VVS’, put my teeth in there (yeah)
High 20s, you get Cs in there
Fredericksville, I ain’t leavin’ there
1600, yeah, I be in there
Come around, you get whacked here
Come around, you get wet here (wet)
Come around, you get checked here (checked here)

Lil Uzi Vert – Harden Lyrics

[Hook]:
Lowkey just was started
Now I’m gettin money, I remember I just was starving
Walking in this water like a [?]
I got something for you
Please don’t run up on me
Now my pockets [?]
I feel like I’m Hardy
I’m so used to ballin
You need to award this
Your lil bitch keep callin
Lil Uzi keep stallin
That lil bitch so garbage
That is not a target
[Verse 1]:
New Balenciagas, then I do my step
Brush them haters off, then I gotta flex
All my diamonds [?]
Talking outside of your [?], if it ain’t bout the check
And if you ain’t giving no neck, then I gotta hit next
You ain’t [?] I talk through text
[?] talk to much bitch you talk less
Diamonds in my [?]
Pull up in my whip, I’m not a walking man
Yeah, them bitches they played him
Tell him that I’m coming but I leave out [?]
On her knees, [?], treat her like I’m [?]
[Hook]:
Lowkey just was started
Now I’m gettin money, I remember I just was starving
Walking in this water like a [?]
I got something for you
Please don’t run up on me
Now my pockets [?]
I feel like I’m Hardy
I’m so used to ballin
You need to award this
Your lil bitch keep callin
Lil Uzi keep stallin
That lil bitch so garbage
That is not a target
[Verse 2]:
17 5 with the [?]
Bitch I got her right off 2 cups
Put a 30 shot in my Ruger
No I do not need a shooter
Nowadays I got my own shooter
Aye, look at that, um yeah, wrist froze (huh)
Bad bitch, ass

Fetti – Yung Ralph feat. Young Thug lyrics

Lyrics Yung Ralph – Fetti

Hey yo man, we got Juug motherf*ckin’ man
We got the Thugger Thugger, we got Lil Uzi.(fetti)

What would you do for the money baby? Yeah
Zoovie-Zoo and Thugger baby, yeah baby
Slime told me, don’t bring the thunder, yeah baby
I swear to God this is what they wanted, yeah baby
I want some fetti, let count some fetti
I am so ready, why you spaghetti?
I want that fetti, I need that fetti
She want that fetti, believing in fetti, bet it.

I’m bout to stop f*ckin’ with niggas I know ain’t with it
(f*ck em)
You lil f*ck niggas is momma boys, go suck a titty (b*tch!)
f*ck it, I cop a new ride and
I pick up some hoes in the city (skrrt!)
Mollies on person, you know I get nerf in it, freaky
No barbaric b*tch, I got on some Burberry
I keep them blue Benjamins on me for credit
If you go on this move you might get you a slice like a deli
Big choppers, I got lots of bullets and trailers
I’m a big dog, I’m a big dog
Be with my boy, pina colada
I am a tiger, f*ck a Mufasa
I shit like a diaper, I’m never gon’ wife her
Swear, swear, I’m never gon’ wife her
I catch her the bed and I f*ck out the lights
I swear I’m in Europe, but I don’t got Facetime, baby girl, we can Skype.

What would you do for the money baby? Yeah
Zoovie-Zoo and Thugger baby, yeah baby
Slime told me, don’t bring the thunder, yeah baby
I swear to God this is what they wanted, yeah baby
I want some fetti, let’s count some fetti
I am so ready, why you spaghetti?
I want that fetti, I need that fetti
She want that fetti, believing in fetti, bet it.

Yeah, why your b*tch on me? Yeah
Yeah, all of my boxers be Tommy
Don’t run up on me ya’ll
My little b*tch is a gangster, she tote that .40 ya’ll
Drive that foreign like a Chevy, envy Thugger and Young Fetty
Yeah, I’m countin’ all that fetti, nowadays my jewelry heavy
Ya I’m rockin’ on designer clothes
Ya nowadays sharin’ my hoes
Ya everyday hear bout this dough
Just in case you didn’t know
I had your b*tch on my phone
Little nigga now you know
Pull up right there on your block
You know Thugger got the pole, yeah
Now I be gettin’ the knots
Lil Uzi rockin’ them shows yahh
Countin’ fetti, not a rapper
Treat the game like rock and roll ya.

What would you do for the money baby? Yeah
Zoovie-Zoo and Thugger baby, yeah baby
Slime told me, don’t bring the thunder, yeah baby
I swear to God this is what they wanted, yeah baby
I want some fetti, let’s count some fettiii
I am so ready, why you spaghetti?
I want that fettiii, I need that fettiii
She want that fettiii, believing in fettiii, bet it.

Gucci and Louie come straight out the box
I play with Fetti but my name ain’t Wap
Hop out that truck and I hop in the drop
Hit from the back but I love her on top
What would you do for the cash?
Care what you do for the cash
I’m talkin’ that money with Thugger right now while we thumb through a bag
Still on the block, yeah I still do that work
Still movin’ snow and that purp
Niggas own G’s, oh don’t play with the air, killer put a hole in your shirt
Hit a nigga where it hurt
I’ma get her out her skirt
Shoot an uzi by my nigga Uzi in the winter time ridin’ vert’
Diamonds flashin’ like an ambulance
In the bank doin’ the money dance
Overseas with a foreign b*tch, she red for me, gotta get a tan
What would you do for this paper baby?
Still screamin’ f*ck a hater baby
I’m the Cavs, you the Lakers baby
Gated cribs sit on acres baby, Juug.

What would you do for the money baby? Yeah
Zoovie-Zoo and Thugger baby, yeah baby
Slime told me, don’t bring the thunder, yeah baby
I swear to God this is what they wanted, yeah baby
I want some fettiii, let’s count some fetti
I am so ready, why you spaghetti?
I want that fettiii, I need that fettiii
She want that fettiii, believing in fettiii, bet ittt.
Yung Ralph lyrics
Video Ralph

Lil Uzi Vert – Ps & Qs

[Intro]
Yuh
I ain’t gone lie
This song right here slick hatin’
So

[Hook]
Yeah, I took what’s yours
I made her mine
Yeah, I took what’s yours
I made her mine
Jump in the Porsche, ride through the night
I changed your life, now you gone rock
Ooh sang it, he ain’t got no money
Ooh sang it, he ain’t got no money
Ooh sang it, he ain’t got no money
Ooh sang it, he ain’t got no money

[Verse 1]
She had a nigga that was on the music scene (what, thought he was me?)
Had a nigga, thought he was going straight to the league (yeah, straight to the D)
Yeah, fuck with my baby I swear that, that nigga gone bleed
Yeah, she left that boy and ride for me

[Verse 2]
Stay on my P’s and my Q’s, yeah
Stay on my Q’s and my P’s, yeah
Cause that could happen to me, yeah
Ran that girl to the big league, yeah
Diamonds thats all on my teeth, yeah
Diamonds thats all on my teeth, yeah
Put my girl in new Chanel
And I got her a new weave
Put my girl in new Chanel
And I got her a new weave
Like, haha, oh well, now your girl with me
Like, Austin was holding her up, yea, um boy please
Like bye bye, Austin, hello to Lil Uzi

[Hook]
Yeah, I took what’s yours
I made her mine
Yeah, I took what’s yours
I made her mine
Jump in the Porsche, ride through the night
I changed your life, now you gone rock
Ooh sang it, he ain’t got no money, yeah
Ooh sang it, he ain’t got no money, yeah
Ooh sang it, he ain’t got no money, yeah
Ooh sang it, he ain’t got no money, yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah

[Verse 3]
Watch out for my doors
Lambo that bitch roar (skrt)
Tell my girl that the world could be yours, yeah
Number one rule, don’t listen to whores, yeah
No, you’ve never lived this life before, yeah
More money than your last man, of course, yeah
Drivin’ in that foreign, yeah
Where you thought you was goin’ in that Ford
I took what’s yours, yeah
I made her mine
I made her mine, yeah
I took what’s yours
I made her mine, yeah
I took what’s yours
I made her mine, yeah
I took what’s yours

[Hook]
Yeah, I took what’s yours
I made her mine
Yeah, I took what’s yours
I made her mine
Jump in the Porsche, ride through the night
I changed your life, now you gone rock
Ooh sang it, he ain’t got no money, yeah
Ooh sang it, he ain’t got no money, yeah
Ooh sang it, he ain’t got no money, yeah
Ooh sang it, he ain’t got no money, yeah

[Outro]
Stay on my P’s and my Q’s, yeah
Stay on my Q’s and my P’s
Stay on my P’s and my Q’s, yeah
Stay on my Q’s and my P’s

ASAP Ferg – New Level (Remix) (feat. A$Ap Rocky, Future & Lil Uzi Vert) letras

[Intro: A$AP Ferg & Future]
Yeah, yeah
A$AP
Turn my vocals up a little bit more please, yeah
(Da Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
A$AP
Yeah, load ’em up, yeah
I’m on a new level! I’m on it, I’m on it
Woof! Woof! Woof! Ayy!

[Hook: A$AP Ferg & (Future)]
I’m on a new level (I’m on a new level)
I’m on a new level (I’m on a new level)
I’m on a new level (I’m on a new level)
I’m on a new level (I’m on a new level)
Bought me a new shovel (bought me a new shovel)
Put these niggas in the dirt (put these niggas in the dirt)
Chain with the new bezel (bought me some new bezels)
Woof! Woof! Woof! Ayy!

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
I’m on a new level
Remember when mices jumping out the frigidaire
Broke, poor, they eliminate us
Throw my people down the incinerator
Malcom X, Martin Luther (hallelujah)
Jim Crow is back at it (talkin’ to ya)
Bought a gold chain (more power to ya)
Wanted more bling (but I got a Ruger)
Brown water in my system now (yea)
Henny got me in my feelings now
I’m feelin’ like “fuck the system now” (yea)
Cause all they do is shoot my people down
That newer level was the ceiling now
They want to kill us with the vision now
I’ll be damned if I’m killing now
I go to Sony, bring the building down
I’m on a new level (I’m on a new level)
I bought a new devil (I bought a new devil)
I still got a new shovel (I still got a new shovel)
To put you to my shoe level (put you to my shoe level)
Just know my crew rebels (know my crew rebels)
That put you niggas in the dirt (yeah)
Chain with the new bezel (chain with the new bezel)
All my nigga’s put in work

[Hook: A$AP Ferg & (Future)]
I’m on a new level (I’m on a new level)
I’m on a new level (I’m on a new level)
I’m on a new level (I’m on a new level)
I’m on a new level (I’m on a new level)
Bought me a new shovel (bought me a new shovel)
Put these niggas in the dirt (put these niggas in the dirt)
Chain with the new bezel (bought me some new bezels)
All my niggas put in work

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
I’m on a new level
Getting money, went up two levels
Now my bars hot like a tea kettle
She ride my dick, I got two pedels
Bitch I’m hot as a match
Pull up to Diablo, that be two devils
Heard your girl was a freak
Yeah, but that’s only if you let her
Pull off in my ride with the new leather
Yeah, the one with the red letters
Matter of fact, you bring her, bring her
Ay, don’t forget yourself too
Yeah, matter of fact, bring your whole crew
Yeah, Lil Uzi pull Lambo coupe
Yeah, now your girl I’mma recruit
Yeah, blow on me just like some soup
Yeah, blow on me just like a flute
Yeah, blow on me like a loose tooth
Yeah, first she showed me just how it move
Yeah, I fucked that girl right cause she new
I will not touch her
Yeah, if it’s already not two
Hey, Rafi and Ricky, my boo
Yeah, went and new leveled my shoe

[Hook: A$AP Ferg & (Future)]
I’m on a new level (I’m on a new level)
I’m on a new level (I’m on a new level)
I’m on a new level (I’m on a new level)
I’m on a new level (I’m on a new level)
Bought me a new shovel (bought me a new shovel)
Put these niggas in the dirt (put these niggas in the dirt)
Chain with the new bezel (bought me some new bezels)
All my niggas put in work

[Verse 3: A$AP Rocky]
On another, ‘nother level now
That’s shrooms, acid, drank, weed, pills
Fresh manicure, breaking down the bag
Didn’t even stain my clean nails
I bet there’s some killers who die for me
Catch a body on they free will
My West Coast niggas ride for me
Word to the homie G Will
Dollar sign, dollar sign, dollar sign
My crew look like an exhibition now
Mama only riding Benzes now
Traded in the Expedition now
My bitches only flying business now
My pretty face up in the Gusiness now
I model Dior like I’m Christian now
Got her masturbating to my pictures now
Two front gold teeth
All I want for Christmas is peace between brothers and police
24 diamond karat gold leash on my exotic pet
Exotic car, no lease
And I designed it, back to you flooded with diamonds
Bitches they call me Your Highness
Sipping on medicine, when no coughing, no sinus
That alarm all the sirens

[Hook: A$AP Ferg & (Future)]
I’m on a new level (I’m on it, I’m on it)
I’m on a new level (I’m on it, I’m on it)
I’m on a new level (I’m on it, I’m on it)
I’m on a new level (I’m on a new level)
Bought me a new shovel (I’m on a new level)
Put these niggas in the dirt (yeah)
Chain with the new bezel (I’m on a new level)
All my niggas put in work (all my niggas put in work)
I’m on a new level (I’m on a new level)
I’m on a new level (I’m on a new level)
I’m on a new level (I’m on a new level)
I’m on a new level (I’m on a new level)
Bought me a new shovel (bought me a new shovel)
Put these niggas in the dirt (put these niggas in the dirt)
Chain with the new bezel (bought me some new bezels)
All my niggas put in work