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lil uzi vert - rocky balboa lyrics

[verse 1]
yeah
all action with me
i ain’t really with the talking (shh)
smoking good gas i’m coughing
pull up, lambo or the rarri (skrr)
i ain’t really with the parking
(mayyzo) yeah i’m [?] than some [?]
gave her d when i’m playing offense (yeah)
new crib got a tall fence
i’m the dog in the yard b+tch (grr)
n+ggas mad ’cause i’m ballin’ (mad)
and i made all my dogs rich
and i tried, tried, tried so hard
and i swear that it was hard b+tch
i get so high, gotta put on my glasses, i don’t like the sun on my dark sh+t
b+tch i’m a leo, that means i’m frontlines so you know that i got all the heart race
man, ain’t this sh+t crazy? your b+tch she’ll f+ck but just for a godd+mn chrome heart fit (uh)
automatic, no i don’t need a key so you know i’m always gonna start sh+t (skrr)
i got that water on my neck just likе it’s the sea, so you know i could guard it (whoa)
i drive thе aventador just like it is a beast, so you know i could park it
n+ggas know that i got money just all in my city, tried make me a target
not gonna lie, i got shooters recruited so sometimes i feel like the sergeant
everything foreign, baby, i mean it, even my truck is a urus

[chorus]
i remember i was down (d+mn)
now i’m jumping out the rovers
oh, you ain’t got a man? (man)
come on girl, right over
have your neck negative degrees (‘grees)
come on baby, who is colder?
and the day you’ll cheat on me (me)
you ain’t crying on my shoulder
thought you was here to hold me down (what)
you was just a hold me over (yeah)
you was just a hold me over (yeah)
you was just a hold me over (yeah)
get that girl ’round for a round (uh huh)
just to show her i ain’t playing that i might go pound for pound (ugh)
rocky balboa (uh)
[verse 2]
yeah
i just say yes to the check, then i’m f+cking yo’ b+tch but no yes to the dress
i see her more, so you seein’ her less
i see that ass and she seein’ the check
we seein’ something that we won’t regret
diamond, my emeralds, no these not baguettes
pull up a lambo and it’s all black
can’t pop a perc when you off a x
only time do that when you havin’ s+x
said “no fresh cuts”, b+tch be on the jet
run out of ‘wok then we on the ‘tec
b+tch i drive foregns, don’t drive corvettes
b+tch i blew up like a bomb
i done put hollow tips all in the tec
don’t want the p+ssy, baby give me neck
don’t want the p+ssy, get me out of it
don’t want the p+ssy, get me out of it
look at my pocket, i pulled up a check
louis v steppin’, i can’t do giuseppe
girl you know that i’m proudly the best
i could just take off your dress
and you like the way i dress (dress)
you think of me more, you think of him less (yes)

[chorus]
i remember i was down (d+mn)
now i’m jumping out the rovers (skrr)
oh, you ain’t got a man? (man)
come on girl, right over
have your neck negative degrees
come on baby, who is colder?
and the day you’ll cheat on me (me)
you ain’t crying on my shoulder
thought you was here to hold me down (down)
you was just a hold me over (yeah)
you was just a hold me over (yeah)
you was just a hold me over (yeah)
get that girl ’round for a round
just to show her i ain’t playing that i might go pound for pound
rocky balboa

- lil uzi vert lyrics

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