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lirik lagu lil uzi vert - i’m too fresh

[intro]
skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
i’m too fresh
skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
i’m too fresh, i’m too fresh
i’m too fresh, yeah, yeah
level four on my rims (brr, bow)
(ayy, brandon, man, why you do that?)

[pre~chorus]
skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
i’m too fresh, yeah, yeah
skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
i’m too fresh, i’m too uh~
skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
i’m too fresh, i’m too fresh
skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
i’m too fresh, i’m too—

[chorus]
beat up the block, beat up the block (beat it up)
beat up the block, beat up the block (beat it up)
beat up the block, beat up the block (what?)
beat up the block, beat up the block
beat it up, beat it up, beat it up (yeah)
beat it up, beat it up, beat it up (okay)
beat up the, bеat up the, beat up the block (yеah)
beat up the block, beat up the block
[verse 1]
make the block hot, uh, uh, make the block hot (skrrt, skrrt)
pull on the rocks, not on her [?] (i’m too fresh)
told that lil b~tch, jump on the c~ck (skrrt, skrrt, i’m too fresh)
get on the cops, get on the cops, get on the cops
f~ck on a hoe, told her don’t stop (skrrt, skrrt, i’m too fresh)
this lil b~tch, she oh so st~rdy
f~ck on a cougar, f~ck on the cops (skrrt, skrrt, i’m too fresh)
i got the 12, right on the gun
i put a 30, right on the other (skrrt, skrrt, i’m too fresh)
i f~ck his b~tch, i f~ck his sister
i f~ck his cousin, i f~ck his mother (skrrt, skrrt, i’m too fresh)
i beat it up, i beat it up
i beat it up, like i do on the block (skrrt, skrrt, i’m too fresh)
don’t give a f~ck, this is my shot
i put this banshee on 12 o’clock (skrrt, skrrt, i’m too fresh)
no i do not, um need to stop
don’t give a f~ck, bad b~tch on me she wanna f~ck
no, i can’t f~ck, not into that, told that b~tch just to suck
i ain’t been home in three months, i know my b~tch cheatin’
yeah, i don’t give a f~ck, i’m turnt, i’m rich, young n~gga, i’m eatin’
i’m up, probably when you sleepin’, pull up in a brand new whip, two seated
yeah, i’m buyin’, i’m buyin’ you leasin’, i ain’t gon’ lie, she buy, i’ma keep up
water on the neck, young n~gga, in the deep end, whippin’ up the pot like a motherf~cker
i ain’t even know i can do it, i got money like i’m jewish
beat up the block, beat up the block, beat up the block
beat up the block, beat up the block, beat up the block
yeah, uh~huh, i saw who got shot, but uh~uh
i don’t even know who got shot, cause uh~uh
i don’t even talk to the cops, uh~uh
i don’t even talk to the cops at all
[chorus]
beat up the block, beat up the, beat up the, beat up the block
beat up the, beat up the, beat up the block
beat up the, beat up the, beat up the block, beat up the block

[verse 2]
i’m cool and relaxed, my feet up the block
i don’t gotta worry, i’m g on the block
count up 350, my chi on the block
i got too much money, oh~oh
i can smell all the n~ggas hatin’, oh~oh
bad b~tch ot, love with the coco
i ain’t never f~ck, cause i’m in love with the dough~dough
yeah, i’m a whole superstar in the trenches
i just f~cked a foreign broad for my image, yeah
i just spent 150 at my dentist, yeah
i just made 150 from a chemist, yeah
150, dream team, b~tch, we drippin’, yeah
b~tch, i’m 150, yeah, we share our b~tches

[chorus]
beat up the block, beat up the block, beat up the block
beat up the block, beat up the block, beat up the
beat up the, beat up the block

[verse 3]
made the block hot, throwin’ them rocks
no young n~gga ain’t playin’ hopscotch, yeah
i’ma give it all i got, every time i’m gon’ take my shot
cook up the bird, now this is a circle
cut out the middle, it look like an oval
i done [?]
so much blue, money look purple
caribbean girl, make sure she jerk it
i jumped out a, i jumped out a, i jumped out a beamer
put d~ck in her p~ssy, feel it in her femur
i jump from the trees like i’m really a lemur
oh, you workin’, workin’?
oh, you got that block jumpin’?
every time a car drive past, my n~gga stay in clutchin’
i was nothin’, i turned this sh~t right to somethin’
rollie busted, rose gold chain look like it’s rusted
i’m like, f~ck it, ain’t ’bout money in discussion
don’t wanna f~ck it, but best believe, yes, i touched it
with my tongue out, young n~gga, i’m on some sl~t sh~t
baby pluto, young n~gga, you know i’m cut, b~tch
i don’t want her, but she tell her friends she stuck, b~tch
all her friends want me, say that i am on some f~ck sh~t
i got ten homies that be really on some drug sh~t
i got twenty homies that be really on some blood sh~t
i got ten homies that be really on some crip sh~t
how come all the blood n~ggas f~ckin’ on a crip b~tch?
oh, that’s for sure, that is something that i won’t ever know
i make my five hundred thousand on my show
invest in the boys and invest in the snow
so i let my boys just—
[chorus]
beat up the block, beat up the block (beat it up)
beat up the block, beat up the block (beat it up)
beat up the block, beat up the block (what?)
beat up the block, beat up the block
beat it up, beat it up, beat it up (yeah)
beat it up, beat it up, beat it up (okay)
beat up the, beat up the, beat up the block (yeah)
beat up the block, beat up the block

[verse 4]
and the block hot, dodge from the cops
throwin’ the rocks, like it’s hopscotch
i play with your b~tch, but i don’t play a lot
i spend it all, but i don’t say a lot
i pull up right in your block
custodian swag just right with the mob
yeah, this not no range rover
i pull up in a double r cullinan, it came with a chauffeur
forty million dollar deals, i swear i could show you
you know i’ma keep it real, n~gga, i’m a loner
i got shooters in the real, sittin’ on the corner
rockefeller for the mill’, shout out to jehovah
young n~ggas in the field and we takin’ over
and my neck is on chill, man, this sh~t got colder
these ain’t rocks in my ears, lil’ b~tch, these is boulders

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