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lil uzi vert - in the flesh lyrics

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[chorus]
i cannot think of you less
but i’m still thinking ’bout checks, yeah
yes, i’m the best in the flesh
and i’m still makin’ her wet, yeah
came from [?] on the jet
i’m in the air gettin’ neck, yeah
all of these diamonds baguettes
she keen pullin’ on my dreads, yeah
i cannot think of you less
but i’m still thinking ’bout checks, yeah
yes, i’m the best in the flesh
and i’m still makin’ her wet, yeah
came from [?] on the jet
i’m in the air gettin’ neck, yeah
all of these diamonds baguettes
she keen pullin’ on my dreads, yeah

[refrain]
i pulled up that forgiatto, cool whip
she suckin’ right at the bottom, cool with it
her head gave me top, make she swallow, stupid
your last man was a typo, move it

[verse 1]
everything i talk about i done been through
no, you not perfect, i know you [?]
might buy a new foreign, no, this not rental
come on, baby, tell me what you into
one [?]
i can’t lie, i know you a 10, too
say you not flexing, but watch how i bend you
all of my diamonds they cold, flu sick
my pockets, you know they won’t fold
filled up with blue sh+t
and i got the bottles, and bottles, and bottles, and bottles, and i ain’t even poppin’ ’em
i got some models, on models, on models, on models, and i ain’t even poppin’ it
[chorus]
i cannot think of you less
but i’m still thinking ’bout checks, yeah
yes, i’m the best in the flesh
and i’m still makin’ her wet, yeah
came from [?] on the jet
i’m in the air gettin’ neck, yeah
all of these diamonds baguettes
she keen pullin’ on my dreads, yeah
i cannot think of you less
but i’m still thinking ’bout checks, yeah
yes, i’m the best in the flesh
and i’m still makin’ her wet, yeah
came from [?] on the jet
i’m in the air gettin’ neck, yeah
all of these diamonds baguettes
she keen pullin’ on my dreads, yeah

[verse 2]
why you always caught me psycho?
okay cool, don’t believe that hype though
treat ’em like a fool, don’t believe it’s [?], though
eat her like some food, then i leave on side door

[refrain]
i pulled up that forgiatto, cool whip
she suckin’ right at the bottom, cool with it
her head gave me top, make she swallow, stupid
your last man was a typo, move it



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