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lil uzi vert - won't let me in lyrics

[intro]
they don’t wanna let me in ’cause i’m a rich— (oogie mane, he k!lled it)
young n+gga gettin’ bread and i’m on that (yeah)
they don’t wanna let me in, they don’t wanna (yeah)
uh, they don’t wanna (for real)
nah, nah, nah, nah
they don’t wanna

[verse 1]
yes, i drip just like i’m ‘posed to (uh), ain’t no holdin’ (yeah+yeah)
your b+tch on me, i can’t hold her, i can’t hold her (i can’t hold her)
all my diamonds, yeah, they glowin’ and they snowin’ (and they snowin’)
basically, your lil’ b+tch hoein’ and it’s showin’ (and it’s showin’)
look at me, i got the drank, i don’t want it but i pour it (d+mn)
uh, they said i can get ten million right off tourin’ (yeah, yeah)
signed that deal, your b+tch on me, now she just wanna pop a pill (uh)
she know that i rock for real, pads all on my locks, for real (yeah)
you n+ggas hatin’ on the low but you on our jocks, for real (on our jocks)
balenciaga on my sneaks, balenci’ on my socks, for real (yeah, yeah)
no helicopter, got them choppas, yeah, yo’ ass get chopped, for real (bah, bah)
h+llcat, seven hundred horses and it’s stock, for real (skrr)

[chorus]
they won’t let me in, they won’t let me in (what?), yeah
i still count up dough, i’ma get them bands (count up), yeah
i just copped some land, look like neverland (d+mn)
hermit crabs walk in my kitchen, i live on the sand (ooh)
they won’t let me in, they won’t let me in (yeah), yeah
i still count up dough, i’ma get them bands (d+mn), yeah
i just copped some land, look like neverland (uh)
hermit crabs walk in my kitchen, i live on the sand
[verse 2]
l!ck backwoods like a dog, off the xannies, they won’t call (yeah)
that b+tch, she on crystal clean, now she gonna lock her jaw (yeah)
jewish b+tch, get that money, yeah, “mazel tov” (mazel tov)
her little brother act gangster, i always tell him, “knock it off” (knock it off)
listen, b+tch, hold my pistol in your house, hold my d+ck in your mouth
hold my drugs in your blouse (blouse), may i please have your spouse?
may i please f+ck your sister? hit her once, then i’m out (yeah)
it was already in route, i was already on that
i was already on dirty, i was already on 30s
i was already on xannies, so no lil’ b+tch can swerve me
curve me, money so long i get nervous (nervous), just from workin’ (workin’), yeah

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