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lil duke - new wave lyrics

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[intro: lil duke & lil uzi vert]
yeah
lil duke and lil uzi(lil uzi)
aye, aye aye aye

[verse 1: lil duke]
get that work gone in a minute
they think i’m a magician
i’m preaching like a minister
and hold mine like a dentist
whipping that work in the kitchen
i beat it so hard and i f-cked up my wrist
walked right in the club, and i threw a nick
lil duke and lil uzi f-cking on a n-gga b-tch
woah, woah
f-ck on these b-tches
and leave em i swear i don’t need em
and i can’t go nowhere without the heater
they love me in public, like i’m with the beatles
i do this sh-t for my people
we sip the lean, we don’t drink on no beer
get fresh and i hop on the lear
trapper turn capper of the year
i’m banned from lenox, i’m banned from perimeters
i can see you in my peripheral
lil duke and lil uzi
we rocking them shows
we f-ckin’ them hoes and ain’t cuffin’ em
and if she ain’t hating
run onto the table
i’mma leave that b-tch at home with auntie mae

[hook: lil duke]
please get out the way
b-tch we that new wave
selling shows out of state
bad b-tches never stay
they f-ck with the real, don’t f-ck with no fake
talk behind ya back, come right in your face
how you gon feel with that doubt in your face
chopper blow a n-gga right out his j’s
better eat your veggies, i gotta case
we tote them extendos, you n-ggas tote mace
you talkin’ that sh-t, boy don’t come to the a
duke, we are known from the a to l.a

[verse 2: lil uzi vert]
aye
look at my necklace i swear that i’m n-gga rich
aye, give me that work i swear that i’ll be flippin it
yeah, got b-tches on b-tches and all of them know
choppers on choppers as tall as my hoe
countin’ this money, thats all in a roll
look at my diamonds, d-mn
wettin’, and layin’ on top of her coochie
look at that b-tch, aye
all in my bed and i play with her coochie
look at these choppers, aye
clip in that b-tch it’s as long as ruler
smokin’ that gas like that b-tch is a loosie
swerve in that coupe with 3 b-tches, that’s 2 seats
aye, wait that b-tch she be blowin’ my d-ck like a flute lil uzi
all of my b-tches, they loose
aye, all of my coupes got no roof skrt
aye, all of my diamonds they perfect
aye, none of my diamonds got flukes
aye, i swear it’s me and lil duke yeah
yeah, got your b-tch all off the boot, aye

[hook: lil duke]
please get out the way
b-tch we that new wave
(b-tch we that new wave)
selling shows out of state
bad b-tches never stay
they f-ck with the real, don’t f-ck with no fake
talk behind ya back, come right in your face
how you gon’ feel with that dot in your face
chopper blow a n-gga right out his j’s
better eat your veggies, i gotta case
we tote them extendos, you n-ggas tote mace
you talkin that sh-t, boy don’t come to the a
duke, we are known from the a to l.a

[verse 3: lil uzi vert]
d-mn, all these diamonds on my hand
yeah, i just be high off the xan aye
aye, i met that b-tch off the gram yeah
yeah, i f-cked that b-tch off the gram yeah
yeah, balmains that’s all on my pants yeah
yeah, your b-tch on my d-ck she dance
yeah, talkin’ that sh-t you get fanned
yeah, rock out like i’m in a band

[verse 4: lil duke]
crackin’ down mason margielas
i whip the new benz up and dealt with the extras
don’t do the giuseppe’s, i might do buscemi
bad b-tches with me, in they bikinis
lil duke and lil uzi, them b-tches be fiendin’
these n-ggas be plottin’, these n-ggas be schemin’
i’mma lay up, way up feel me
and i earn my stripes, just like adidas
kickin’ that sh-t just like fifa
rollin’ that backwood stuffin’ the reefer
i told you before i do it for my people
and i like black and white b-tches like zebras
we them new young n-ggas, but we some leaders
ain’t none these b-tches, these b-tches deceivin’
dodgin that traffic, you know we in foreigns
y’all n-ggas boring, i’m finna go touring

[hook: lil duke]
please get out the way
b-tch we that new wave
selling shows out of state
bad b-tches never stay
they f-ck with the real, don’t f-ck with no fake
talk behind ya back, come right in your face
how you gon feel with that doubt in your face
chopper blow a n-gga right out his j’s
better eat your veggies, i gotta case
we tote them extendos, you n-ggas tote mace
you talkin’ that sh-t, boy don’t come to the a
duke, we are known from the a to l.a



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