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53 lyrics – lil uzi vert


[into: lil uzi vert]
ha, yeah
f-ck boy, b-tch
ain’t never had to do sh-t (oh lord!)
but live luxury your whole life
f-ck n-gg-

[verse 1: lil uzi vert]
what the f-ck you done did (f-ck you done did)
i got your main b-tch all up in my bed (godd-mn)
f-ck n-gg-
oh yeah, she up in my bed
you want her back? well, after 5
cause that b-tch be giving me head, f-ck boy
lil’ boosie -ss fade, you ain’t got no wave -ss boy
still in the yu-gi-oh trade -ss boy (weirdo!)
you would probably catch them all, say it, -ss boy (you would)
you got what? a switch blade -ss boy? (f-ggot)
we got choppers, we got big gun -ss boy (big gun, gun)
forest, forest, forest, don’t run -ss boy (don’t run!)
you ain’t even from the slum -ss boy
(i ain’t never seen you in my hood)
we got money, i’m dancing, counting a million and one -ss boy
n-gg-s talk like i ain’t from north philly
wanna go to war with me
you and yo b-tches and y’all both drop and give a n-gg- 50 (pause, wait get it? i gave him 50 to the back)
well, it don’t even matter
yeah i’m in the trap ho (trap! trap!)
eatin’ on the ch-nk platter
i’m tripping, but i ain’t falling (no fall)
where yo money? pull out some cash, f-ck n-gg- stop stalling (stop stalling!)
we out here ho, swear to god that we balling
but i ain’t talking spalding
(well, i know you heard that line too many times)
yeah, i’m on, dumb-ss boy (dumb-ss boy)
i won, -ss boy (winning! winning!)
oh you want some, -ss boy?
look at him, look at him tryna be like me, you my son -ss boy
i go stupid -ss boy, got your girl in love with me
call me cupid -ss boy
i’m ruthless -ss boy (i’m crazy as sh-t)
your girl she love suckin’ me, like she toothless -ss boy
and i ain’t even done (i’m s-xy as sh-t!)
nope, what up bud, what up donald, what up cannon
n-gg- from the north but sound like young n-gg- from the south
(trap! trap!)
won’t play my songs then og, keep my name out your mouth
(real sh-t)
you can’t duck and dodge a hip-hop conversation without lil uzi, lil uzi, lil uzi
swear to god industry be the groupie
they ain’t groupies, a lot of n-gg-s be haters
sleep on me now, but try and win with me later (winning!)
cause i take yo girl, take yo fans, shoot yo club up, and i kill yo mans
i’m different with it, and i do sip lean
i don’t smoke no weed, i don’t smoke no green
i’m always off that promethazine (water)
i love codeine, i rap in a dream
they say how you flow like that?
jock off my st–z
i got a tec m-th-f-cker, sh-t hold about 53
that’s a awkward number, got a awkward stance
countin’ money, that’s the money dance, but
if i let go of this 53, that’s a awkward man
[outro: lil uzi vert]
and for you dumb m-th-rf-ckers
when i said when i let go of this 53 i said it was 53 bullets in the tec and that sh-t is a awkward -ss number and i put 53 in him now he awkward cause i shot a–
man, you get that sh-t
y’all dumb-ss motherf-ckers, lil uzi, let’s get it

/ lil uzi vert lyrics