Lil Uzi Vert - Of Course Lyrics
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Uh, uh, uh, uh (yuh, hello, be quiet)
Uh, uh
Big bad bitches, big bad, Lil Uzi
Yeah
Uh uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yah)
I can't flex no more gave my watch to my best friend (yah)
Coppin' shit you can't afford, hundred K right on my necklace (yeah)
I be calling your bitch when I'm bored right after that's past-tense (woah)
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course (wooh), ay
I poured a two in that four (dang)
Whoa, I'm right here
I got opps from the 30 and I ain't scared (I ain't scared)
Pulled up in the 30, they some squares (pull it off)
Got a Glock with a 30, I ain't scared (no, I'm not)
I'm not flexin' on you, baby, it's right here (it's right here)
Got a Glock and that 30 right under your chair (under your chair)
200 right up on my dash, my coupe right here (skrr)
Throw it up, don't be scared
I was throwin' up and it was clear (it was clear)
I took too much molly I can't hear (I can't hear)
I fucked so many hoes, I had to go and just switch states
Raf Simons on my jeans but I'm still on my Rick stage (yeah)
I'm sure your Rollie's gold but it's not no big face (ay)
Bitch you know I know where the brick stay, yeah, I walk like a lick, aye (ay)
Got a big Glock on my hip aye, yeah, that's right where my stick stay, aye (yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (right where my stick stay)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (right where my stick stay)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I can't flex no more, gave my watch to my best friend, yeah
Copping shit you can't afford, hundred K right on my necklace, woah
I be calling your bitch when I'm bored right after that's past-tense (uh uh)
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course, ay
How many hundred thousand you make this year on my 32nd
I fucked that bitch on a perc for an hour, I don't do thirty seconds (no)
I'm from the 1600 so I don't fuck with no 32nd (woah)
These next few days you know we rocking know we gon' wreck shit (wreck shit)
Rest in peace Chico for that boy, you know that I'm gonna keep flexin' (let's go far)
Sometimes I still call his phone, sometimes I still go to text him (oh my god)
He was lackin' by the ops, I can't believe that they next'd him (yuh)
I was standing by the ops, I had 30 in my weapon (flah)
I was standing by the ops
I was standing by the ops
I was standing by the ops
I'm standing by the ops
I do the dash on the cop
Digital dash on my drop
I turned myself to a boss
Fuck you, nigga, learn the law
That girl head game strong
She suck my dick so long
Tell me whatchu want (want)
I can get you on (no way)
You think he get money, huh
Look at his chain, no pointers (okay)
Here's money world, come join us (join us)
(Yeah)
So much swag, can't afford it
Uh, uh, uh, uh (so much swag swag can't afford it)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (okay)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (okay)
I can't flex no more, gave my watch to my best friend (yeah)
Coppin' shit you can't afford, hundred K right on my necklace (huh)
I be calling your bitch when I'm bored right after that's past-tense (ay)
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course, yeah
No, he didn't, yes, I did
No, he didn't, yes, I did
No, he didn't, yes, I did
Uh, uh
Big bad bitches, big bad, Lil Uzi
Yeah
Uh uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yah)
I can't flex no more gave my watch to my best friend (yah)
Coppin' shit you can't afford, hundred K right on my necklace (yeah)
I be calling your bitch when I'm bored right after that's past-tense (woah)
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course (wooh), ay
I poured a two in that four (dang)
Whoa, I'm right here
I got opps from the 30 and I ain't scared (I ain't scared)
Pulled up in the 30, they some squares (pull it off)
Got a Glock with a 30, I ain't scared (no, I'm not)
I'm not flexin' on you, baby, it's right here (it's right here)
Got a Glock and that 30 right under your chair (under your chair)
200 right up on my dash, my coupe right here (skrr)
Throw it up, don't be scared
I was throwin' up and it was clear (it was clear)
I took too much molly I can't hear (I can't hear)
I fucked so many hoes, I had to go and just switch states
Raf Simons on my jeans but I'm still on my Rick stage (yeah)
I'm sure your Rollie's gold but it's not no big face (ay)
Bitch you know I know where the brick stay, yeah, I walk like a lick, aye (ay)
Got a big Glock on my hip aye, yeah, that's right where my stick stay, aye (yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (right where my stick stay)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (right where my stick stay)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I can't flex no more, gave my watch to my best friend, yeah
Copping shit you can't afford, hundred K right on my necklace, woah
I be calling your bitch when I'm bored right after that's past-tense (uh uh)
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course, ay
How many hundred thousand you make this year on my 32nd
I fucked that bitch on a perc for an hour, I don't do thirty seconds (no)
I'm from the 1600 so I don't fuck with no 32nd (woah)
These next few days you know we rocking know we gon' wreck shit (wreck shit)
Rest in peace Chico for that boy, you know that I'm gonna keep flexin' (let's go far)
Sometimes I still call his phone, sometimes I still go to text him (oh my god)
He was lackin' by the ops, I can't believe that they next'd him (yuh)
I was standing by the ops, I had 30 in my weapon (flah)
I was standing by the ops
I was standing by the ops
I was standing by the ops
I'm standing by the ops
I do the dash on the cop
Digital dash on my drop
I turned myself to a boss
Fuck you, nigga, learn the law
That girl head game strong
She suck my dick so long
Tell me whatchu want (want)
I can get you on (no way)
You think he get money, huh
Look at his chain, no pointers (okay)
Here's money world, come join us (join us)
(Yeah)
So much swag, can't afford it
Uh, uh, uh, uh (so much swag swag can't afford it)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (okay)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (okay)
I can't flex no more, gave my watch to my best friend (yeah)
Coppin' shit you can't afford, hundred K right on my necklace (huh)
I be calling your bitch when I'm bored right after that's past-tense (ay)
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course, yeah
No, he didn't, yes, I did
No, he didn't, yes, I did
No, he didn't, yes, I did
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Written By: Symere Woods