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lil uzi vert - dumber lyrics

[intro: lil uzi vert]
diamonds in my chain make it dumber
diamonds in these rings make it dumber
money in my balmain jeans make it dumber
b-tch i’m swerving in that range b-tch my steering dumber
diamonds in my chain make it dumber
diamonds in my rings make it dumber
money in these balmain jeans make it dumber
n-gga swerving in that range, dumber

[verse 1: lil uzi vert]
girl gave me brain now that b-tch dumber
i will never save her i won’t call her number
and i’m in mia for the f-ckin’ summer
lookin’ at these pics tryna get with summer
money coming fast yeah i make it double
i’m the birdman like my name was stunna
mrs. officer always tryna cuff us
she gone need life alert when a n-gga f-ckin
got like 4 chains and like 4 rings
forgiato rims in that new range (skrt skrt)
got like 4 chains with like 4 rings
forgiato rims in that new range
money like a n-gga all of a sudden now
tell’em body shootin he go bluffin’ now
yeah they all on me yeah they on me now
oh back then they was frontin’ now
that’s when a n-gga was down

[hook: lil uzi vert]
diamonds in my chain make it dumber
diamonds in these rings make it dumber
money in my bombin’ jeans make it dumber
b-tch i’m swerving in that range b-tch my steering dumber
diamonds in my chain make it dumber
diamonds in my rings make it dumber
money in these balmain jeans make it dumber
n-gga swerving in that range my ceiling dumber

[verse 2: lil uzi vert]
she can call me everything but a cheapskate
yeah i need that new audi r8
put that b-tch on forgis thats them new skates
lobster and that steak on a n-gga plate (i’m eatin’ now)
they said uzi how you livin’ man i’m living great (i get it)
i ain’t got time to f-ckin’ hate (i don’t i don’t)
man that uzi how you living n-gga (i’m livin’)
man i swear that i’m living great (yeah)
i be counting bands out the bands thou (money money money)
i be putting work in the bando (trap spot trap spot)
yeah i need a whole new lambo (skrt, skrt)
i be coppin’ choppers like i’m rambo, bouta go rambo
n-gga you ain’t bout it, n-gga you ain’t bout it
in my city, i swear a n-gga heavy (i’m heavy)
like a pair of foamposites
f-ck n-gga stop it

[outro: lil uzi vert]
diamonds in my chain make it dumber
diamonds in these rings make it dumber
money in my balmain jeans make it dumber
b-tch i’m swerving in that range b-tch my steering dumber
diamods in my chain make it dumber
diamonds in my ring make it dumber
money in these balmain jeans make it dumber
b-tch i’m swerving in that range my steering dumber
lil uzi lil uzi

- lil uzi vert lyrics

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