lil uzi vert - run up lyrics
[intro]
let me catch myself
yeah yeah yeah
i’m high as h-ll
i’m high as f-ck
lil uzi lil uzi
woo
[hook]
lil uzi be stacking his money, til that money cannot stack
i get that money that money yeah
count up then run up a rack
run up boy run up these racks
.223 right through these rats
ballin’ in new york in [?]
and you still shoppin’ at saks (why)
me and your b-tch we had s-x, then i turned her over
me and your b-tch we relax, just chill yeah
lil uzi off a flat, (lil uzi) yuh
beatin’ you out like i’m jackson
[verse 1]
yuh, servin’, all of these motherf-ckin’ zombies
they all on the line
makin’ the money n-gg- i’m the man
chain and the diamonds, the different colors
it lookin’ like that b-tch go toucan sam
okay i’m chillin, the b-tches on me and i feel like a villain
i’m poppin a xan, xanny, i’m zany i got your b-tch on me
she don’t wear no panties
she just wanna f-ck me just wanna suck it
she just sit on the d-ck i’m so uncomfortable
i been gettin’ all this money its ugly
i get the paper, these n-gg-s be hatin’ they b-tches on me
and she might start percolatin’
let me check your credentials
the rollie presidential
look at the watch and that b-tch a big face
i’m smokin’ on strong and you smokin’ on shake
i am a star like the top of my wrist
i am a big fan of the um machine because
i like the rick owens they hold the case
rocking a big mask i won’t get ebola
mixing in actavis with the cream soda
pushing the raf throw it off like a floater
walking in with suit goyard briefcase
[hook]
lil uzi be stacking his money, til that money cannot stack
i get that money that money yeah
count up then run up a rack
run up boy run up these racks
.223 right through these rats
ballin’ in new york in [?]
and you still shoppin’ at saks (why)
me and your b-tch we had s-x, then i turned her over
me and your b-tch we relax, just chill
lil uzi off a flat, (lil uzi)
beatin’ you up like i’m jackson
[verse 2]
nine millimeter, put her on [?]
size of a pepperoni on a medium pizza
i am a creature
chop up and sell all the product to you
you think i is a boss
i just been gettin’ all that money, n-gg-s be talkin’
how much do that new sh-t uh cost
i said these n-gg-s be shoppin’ they really not shoppin’
they gettin’ they clothes right from ross
all of these diamonds are blessings
my teeth vvs’s, i swear to god i only talk
some of my n-gg-s they blood and they crippin’
feel like i’m mr cool its not my fault
put on my necklace my bracelet
i swear i’m not basic i shine in the dark
n-gg-s know that my time comin’
i swear that i’m bubblin’ like when snail hit the salt
me and my old b-tch we fell a part
found a new b-tch made her play her part
racin’ this rari like mario cart
my diamonds yellow it lookin’ like voss
straight to the ceiling i swear that i’m pimpin’
whippin’ bentley, puttin’ them scrimps in
[hook]
lil uzi be stacking his money, til that money cannot stack
i get that money that money yeah
count up then run up a rack
run up boy run up these racks
.223 right through these rats
ballin’ in new york in [?]
and you still shoppin’ at saks (why)
me and your b-tch we had s-x, then i turned her over
me and your b-tch we relax, just chill
lil uzi off a flat, (lil uzi)
beatin’ you up like i’m jackson
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