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lil uzi vert & playboi carti – 2 much cash lyrics

[intro]
yuh, ooh
lil uzi!
what?
murda on the beat so its not nice (yuh)

[chorus: lil uzi vert]
i got too much cash (what)
i got too much cash (what)
i feel like a lawyer (yeah)
cuz’ i’ve got too much cash
she wanna take my money (b+tch)
but i wanna drive that car (yuh)
and i wanna smoke that glass (huh)
cuz’ i got too much cash (cash)

[verse 1: lil uzi vert]
they wanna say that i too fast so they call me flash (zoom)
pull up, end it in a flash (yeah)
feds broke in the house (uh huh)
but they didn’t find the stash
you know i kept that sh+t in the bank
but i don’t have to pay tax (yeah)
she came home, i slay that
and i pray that
these b+tches get payback
we sped off in a maybach
i was dead, but i came back
[verse 2: playboi carti]
i tol’ her “lasagna”
i was high, lasagna
urinated on that b+tch
called me thе “urine bandit”
i was in the first grade whеn my momma slapped me up
now i’m in that lean grade, my n+gga dapped me up
i told her, “you a b+tch,” to get her off my back (what)
what the f+ck that mean (yuh)
and i sip that lean (yuh)
and i’m slinging dope (yuh)
f+ckin’ on that hoe (yuh)
i might just be god
i smoke sh+t with the pope (uh huh)

[outro: lil uzi vert & playboi carti]
f+ckin’ on ya b+tch (ya b+tch, ya b+tch)
f+ckin’ on ya b+tch (ya b+tch, ya b+tch)
f+ckin’ on that b+tch (that b+tch, that b+tch)
f+ckin’ on that b+tch (that b+tch, that b+tch)
f+ckin’ on my b+tch (my b+tch, my b+tch)
f+ckin’ on my b+tch (my b+tch, yeah b+tch)

- lil uzi vert playboi carti lyrics

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