
lil uzi vert - tote it lyrics
yeah
lil uzi
baby
yeah
she call me on my phone
what?
huh?
what the f+ck i mean?
yeah
hey
brandon
make it right
let’s go
knockity
knock
no one home
she trying to give me the dome
yeah
i get that on the bone
yeah
she trying to ring my ding dong
yeah
you know my money too long
yeah
j+panese swag
that mean calm
yeah
wrap it up
wrap it up
wrap it up
serve it now
pack it up
pack it up
pack it up
serve it now
wrap it up
wrap it up
wrap it up
serve it now
pack it up
pack it up
pack it up
serve it now
i run through the money
slow down off the syrup
that bе your b+tch
but i’m f+cking her first
you know my name
b+tch
it’s lil uzi vert
i f+ck your b+tch
thеn i bought her a purse
i’m a millionaire
but i got a curse
yeah
blowing sh+t up like hussein
i can’t do sh+t with a dime
i need a hundred a line
my n+ggas shooting the line
yeah
i keep the racks where i buy it
pull up at aston martin
all gold gun
james bond
let’s go
i don’t speak too much
b+tch
i talk in signs
eliantte shine
this chain make you blind
you better catch up like heinz
yeah
i wear number nine
yes
no
i’m not talking chanel
i’m talking that j+panese capital bell
we packing the works
send it
they say farewell
my bricks so old
that this sh+t getting stale
tote it
tote it
tote it
tote it
tote it
tote it
brrt
tote my crosses
tote my beater
my car fast
it’s off the meter
my sh+t faster than a cheetah
f+ck the one
so i’m no cheater
four b+tches in a two+seater
in g5
on g6 speaker
tote it
tote it
tote it
tote it
knockity
knock
no one home
she trying to give me the dome
yeah
i get that b+tch on the bone
yeah
she trying to ring my ding dong
yeah
you know my money too long
yeah
j+panese swag
that mean calm
yeah
wrap it up
wrap it up
wrap it up
serve it now
pack it up
pack it up
pack it up
serve it now
i wrap it up
wrap it up
wrap it up
serve it
i wrap it up
wrap it up
wrap it up
serve it
i f+cked that lil b+tch
like that b+tch was a virgin
i nut in that b+tch
and i did it on purpose
best believe she got a glock in that birkin
i know these n+ggas come run up
just lurking here
holla at the plug
and he coming
he serving you
yes
i’m on pills
and i’m geeked up for certain
yeah
i know these n+ggas some clones
they steal all my rapping
they copping my songs
i wouldn’t be rapping
i trap out my home
this sh+t is for us
i ain’t giving out loans
this glock i’ma bust
i’ma aim at your dome
she sucking this d+ck
eat the d+ck like a cone
yeah
i’m so high
i feel like a drone
these vvs diamonds
your sh+t is a clone
yeah
tote it
tote it
tote it
tote it
tote it
tote it
tote it
tote that nina with a big one
f+ckin’ b+tch
she look like gina
p+ssy water
aquafina
cross the border
texas lean her
diamonds on me
toss it better
stuck in the car
and she cut on the blender
b+tch
i’m a star
this b+tch ain’t a rental
i got lil b+tch
and it color my future
knockity
knock
no one home
she trying to give me the dome
shut up
i get that b+tch on the bone
let’s go
she trying to ring my ding dong
yeah
you know my money too long
yeah
j+panese swag
that mean calm
yeah
wrap it up
wrap it up
wrap it up
serve it now
pack it up
pack it up
pack it up
serve it now
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
knockity
knock
no one home
b+tch
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