azlyrics.biz
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

lil uzi vert - bird lyrics

Loading...

[intro]
i remember when i was going out bad
she ain’t want me, yeah
you ain’t think i know you let boy touch that
man, you crossed me, bad
i can never forget that when she walked up
man, i turned my back

[chorus]
got so much stock, you can call me john stockton
he don’t like me, but his kids know i’m poppin’
vv my wrist, yeah, my sh+t keep on locking
i f+cked that b+tch, ate that sh+t through the stockings
no, it is no way you can stop me
my n+ggas janitors, they do the mopping
all of my shows, i got hoes and they marching
go to your show, your sh+t completely opposite
got them birds like [?], we flockin’
i can pull up bugatti with two in the seat
i got prada socks that match up my bentley seats
four hundred thousand for a nеw bentley jeep
cacoon money, count up whеn i sleep
got a .40, yeah it came with a centipede
[?] right at your center piece
tellin’ you, can’t even equal one to me
tellin’ you, can’t even equal money
that i got in my bank account, it’s funny, yeah
i remember when i was going out bad
she ain’t want me, yeah
you ain’t think i know you let boy touch that
man, you crossed me, bad
i can never forget that when she walked up
man, i turned my back
[verse 1]
i was walkin’ through the mall, hundred thousand in an lv bag
hundred thousand on my neck, i was coolin’ in the trenches
not to mention, i don’t listen to my mentions
better listen, pay attention
different hoes, like i’m pimping
diamonds hittin’ like they limping
f+cked his b+tch once, know i leave her limping
after i’m done, bye, i’m getting distant
i beat it up, sonny liston
i beat it [?], as pistons
so you know i had to pace her
young n+gga gettin’ the paper
duckin’ and dodging the haters

[chorus]
got so much stock, you can call me john stockton
he don’t like me, but his kids know i’m poppin’
vv my wrist, yeah, my sh+t keep on locking
i f+cked that b+tch, ate that sh+t through the stockings
no, it is no way you can stop me
my n+ggas janitors, they do the mopping
all of my shows, i got hoes and they marching
go to your show, your sh+t completely opposite
got them birds like [?], we flockin’
i can pull up bugatti with two in the seat
i got prada socks that match up my bentley seats
four hundred thousand for a new bentley jeep
cacoon money, count up when i sleep
got a .40, yeah it came with a centipede
[?] right at your center piece
tellin’ you, can’t even equal one to me
[verse 2]
woah, this sh+t too easy, i just keep f+ckin’ these sh+ts up over and over
yeah (woo), i’m sorry, told her, “don’t call me”
ain’t talked to that girl, since her [?]
that’s a long time, cut that b+tch off on foe n ’em
cut that b+tch off ’til she go dumb
she don’t even wanna get her toes done
hundred more thousand, my neck chandelier
my t++th, they porcelain, these not veneers
everytime that i smile, man, they look like a flare
only port’ that i smoke is a jet at the clear
bugatti headlight, got her stuck like a deer
i know i’m rich, but why these n+ggas stare?
i know they plotting, you think that i care?
wait, uh, you think that i care?
take his b+tch on a date, make ’em despair
that mean i ended her up when i’m there
million dollar checks, they always gon’ clear
i get the money, lil’ b+tch, yeah, i swear

[chorus]
got so much stock, you can call me john stockton
he don’t like me, but his kids know i’m poppin’
vv my wrist, yeah, my sh+t keep on locking
i f+cked that b+tch, ate that sh+t through the stockings
no, it is no way you can stop me
my n+ggas janitors, they do the mopping
all of my shows, i got hoes and they marching
go to your show, your sh+t completely opposite
got them birds like [?], we flockin’
i can pull up bugatti with two in the seat
i got prada socks that match up my bentley seats
four hundred thousand for a new bentley jeep
cacoon money, count up when i sleep
got a .40, yeah it came with a centipede
[?] right at your center piece
tellin’ you, can’t even equal one to me
tellin’ you, can’t even equal money
that i got in my bank account, it’s funny, yeah
i remember when i was going out bad
she ain’t want me, yeah
you ain’t think i know you let boy touch that
man, you crossed me, bad
i can never forget that when she walked up
man, i turned my back



Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...