lirik lagu lil uzi vert – 10×10
lyrics from pink tape party snippet
[intro]
steppin’ on these hoes
steppin’ on these hoes
steppin’ on these hoes
my balenciaga jeans, they steppin’ on my toes (b~tch)
[chorus]
my b~tch ten times ten (let’s go)
ten times, ten times, ten times, ten times, ten times, ten times ten
i ain’t even gotta drop no songs, lil uzi vert, he still top ten (god d~mn)
i just dmed this lil n~gga and he stop commenting (on god)
n~ggas they know [?] in my sleeve [?] i got [?]
[?] by myself, i got n~ggas that’s doin’ you better
my main b~tch, she leave, on my side, i won’t let her
your main b~tch my side, [?] you better check her (let’s go)
[verse]
i sell drugs [?] rat deal [?]
so basically i’m saying [?] my clientele
my new b~tch, she [?]
i got water on my neck like a wishing well (my neck)
look, the switch gon’ hit like, “du~du~du~du”
7.62 like “du~du~du~du”
my lil b~tch, she say i’m too rude
chrome heart my jeans, no i can’t do no roof
belenci my jeans, they come in like two
mansion got more money than your whole crew
cullinan rolls, and it don’t got a roof (wow)
and my new b~tch and old b~tch just linkin’
my new b~tch sunturnt that moves on my pinky
i said, “galoppo milano” my name pinky
these n~ggas plumber, i’m callin’ the paste
she allergic to the collar, she snakin’
she l!ckin’ under my b~lls, she kinky
i got a asian b~tch, i call her kiki
she f~ck my man that b~tch, she amazin’
i got the [?] b~tch, lil’ hoe i’ma teach you
i cannot wife her if she not a eat~me
i keep it quiet, i keep this hoe discreet
i’m in the industry, my n~ggas in the street
f~ck the lil’ ones with the hood today
i’m making hits but my n~ggas, they hittin’
b~tch we on blood we cappin’, no crippin’
f~ck with some crips and them crips they be dealin’
i ran a deal though and i got my [?]
i went to [?] and put your lil’ b~tch in there
i pull up scat, she thought it was ‘cat
this b~tch is so dumb, she don’t no the difference
n~ggas get [?] i get his mission
twenty one thousand and finish the mission
[?] alias b~tch i’m hittin’ it
he got some money but i’m really gettin’ it
i got the wocky and trap i ain’t trippin’ then
if i drink hi~tec then i’m p~ssin’ it
i am a nasty ass n~, like literally
she suck my d~ck and i’m still probably kissing it
i am from philly lil d~cky and i’m d~ckin’ it
i went from packs to a perky, i’m feelin’ it
b~tch, i’m play with her rag, i’m not trippin’~in
n~gga want beef with me, i’m not no p~ssy
[chorus]
my b~tch ten times ten (let’s go)
ten times, ten times, ten times, ten times, ten times, ten times ten (aye, aye)
i ain’t even gotta drop no songs, lil uzi vert, he still top ten (god d~mn)
i just dmed this lil n~gga and he stop coppin’ (on god)
n~gga they know been got this sh~t in my sleeve, i got me steppers (aye)
i grow myself, i got n~ggas that’s doin’ you better
my main b~tch, she leave, on my side, i won’t let her
your main b~tch my side, [?] you better check her (let’s go)
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