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lil uzi vert - talkin bout lyrics

[intro]
oogie mane, he k!lled it (yeah)
ayy, ayy, ayy (lil uzi vert)
woah, yeah, your father

[verse]
i do not wait my time, yeah (yeah, yeah), yeah (yeah)
told that boy, “throw in the towel”, yeah (throw in the towel), yeah
i might just jump in the crowd, yeah, (jump in the—jump, yeah), jump in the crowd
we might just pull up and slide there, pull up—pa+poaw
beep, beep, beep, beep, beep (skrrt)
i sold all my cd (let’s go, ayy)
mama saw me on t.v (yeah)
show me my opponent, i feel like the c3 (ayy), oh, yeah (yeah)
p+ssy+ass n+gga ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh+t (um, what?)
boy, what you talkin’ ’bout, um, what i miss?
hand too dry, had to wet my fist (um, yeah)
rock, you sure that ain’t my chick? (what?)
it’s in my cup, that’s what i sip (um, yeah)
boy, you know i’m rеally rich
p+ssy+ass n+gga ain’t talkin’ ’bout— (um, yeah, what you talkin’ ’bout? talkin’ ’bout?)
p+ssy+ass n+gga ain’t talkin’ ’bout— (pew)
dj, uh, like walk it out (walk it out)
brand nеw scope, we stalk ’em down (scope)
bird gang, baby, we hawk ’em down (blrr)
cowboy style, walk ’em down (what?)
drive in this b+tch, audi now (drive, skrt)
drive in this b+tch, bugatti now (bugatti, fee)
you know that i love you, but i’m not the type that switch (ayy)
you know you my brother and you still in my clique (ayy, ayy, give me yo’ kidney)
but twenty+nine n+ggas, they screamin’ “16” in this b+tch (oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
i brought the beam in this b+tch, i don’t know why, ’cause the p+ssy+ass n+ggas ain’t really on sh+t (twee—)
i’m feelin’ cool, aw, yeah (aw, yeah, ayy, ayy)
my necklace stay wet like the pool, aw, yeah (aw, yeah)
that’s why i stay sick like the flu, aw, yeah (aw, yeah)
i take the shot at my opp in your city (pew), i ball there (i score)
i sip so much drank that i can’t walk straight (straight), yeah
i don’t know why, but i just love that taste (taste, yeah)
i don’t know why, but i just love her brain (brain)
she gave me top, that’s that big, big migraine (migraine)
no, i don’t wear baguettes, i got emeralds on my chain (woo, yeah)
i’m on a jet, i can’t take no plane (um, yeah)
i got a cheque and mines not the same (um, yeah)
first car i ever bought was a huracán (skrrt)
first car i ever bought was a huracán (vroom, um, yeah)
first watch i ever bought was the rollie kind (yeah, um, yeah)
n+ggas bringin’ back the wrong sh+t, better watch them hittin’ lines
yeah, n+gga, them hittin’ lines
yeah, the same ones that i signed
worker+ass n+gga on your hip, boy, he choosin’ sides
what the f+ck? i’m a f+ckin’ boss, please don’t hit my line (don’t call my phone; blrr, h+llo?)
what you talkin’ ’bout? (tch)
wait, what you talkin’ ’bout? (talkin’ ’bout?)
turn your mans camp to a f+ckin’ haunted house (ayy)
what the f+ck you don’ do? gon’ point it out
’cause a p+ssy+ass n+gga ain’t sh+t (um, yeah)
everything is dapper, yeah, it’s gucci (um, yeah)
i’m a lil’ dirty b+st+rd named uzi (um, yeah, uzi)
you take all my swagger, but this ain’t rick
my jeans, they came with the rip (pu—)
p+ssy+ass n+gga ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh+t (ayy)
talkin’ ’bout sh+t, talkin’ ’bout sh+t, talkin’ ’bout sh+t
yeah, p+ssy+ass n+gga ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh+t
talkin’ ’bout sh+t, talkin’ ’bout sh+t, talkin’ ’bout sh+t
d+mn, diamonds hit so i die lit
i die lit, i die lit, i die lit
yeah, might tat that sh+t on my eyelids (yeah)
i treat my main b+tch just like my side b+tch (my side b+tch)
yeah, p+ssy+ass n+gga ain’t talkin’ ’bout—

- lil uzi vert lyrics

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