lirik lagu lil uzi vert - leo (2022)
[intro]
after everything, i’m still lil uzi vert (uh—huh—uh, yeah)
yeah
sheesh (fee, fee)
you got that sauce, so the money not hard (eee, eee), yeah
[chorus]
i am a leo, got tricks like a cancer
i am from philly, thought i was atlanta
slatt out on these hoes, got three like i’m santa
i don’t drink no lean, put a perc’ in a fanta
treat these b~tches like cars, not one i can’t handle (skrrt)
first gun i had, it ain’t come with a handle
lit like a bic, you get whipped like a brick
and i bought me a trap and it came with a candle
i am a leo, got tricks like a cancer (yeah)
i am from philly, thought i was atlanta
slatt out on these hoes, got three like i’m santa
i don’t drink lean, put a perc’ in a fanta
treat these girls just like cars, ain’t one i can’t handle (yeah)
first gun i had, it ain’t come with a handle
lit like a bic, you get whipped like a brick (yeah)
and i bought me a trap and it came with a candle (whipped, whipped, ayy)
[verse 1]
hidin’ my drugs just right in the panel
run from the cops, i’m takin’ the gamble
most of my n~ggas tryna get rich off fanduel (yeah)
b~tch, i’m so slimey, f~ck wifey in bando (ayy, slatt)
all of my shooters get chicken like nando’s (yeah)
shoot for lil uzi, they’ll run out of ammo (fah)
four~hundred thousand, made that in one d~mn show
i cannot f~ck with her, she not a damp ho (yeah)
inside this frog~eye, b~tch, feel like a tadpole (sheesh)
had me in rehab, i was smokin’ marlboro
had me a redbone, but i like a dark ho
i’m off these drugs, the reason that my heart slow (woah)
spikes in my head, these ain’t wicks, feel like naruto (yeah)
runnin’ from 12, got me good in my cardio
we sink your ship like my name leonardo
she gave me head like some braids with a part, though (yeah)
zip up my jacket, i drill in a art gown
my judge, he can’t catch me because i got two phones (blrr)
first one in philly with glock, it was two~tone (h~llo?)
most of my b~tches, they battle with hormones
really don’t know where i’m at, i got four homes
i’m a real rockstar, don’t wear no dior homme (rockstar)
opps, they keep talkin’ and they’ll get scored on (yeah—yeah—yeah—yeah)
i don’t play no sports but you prolly get scored on (ayy)
[chorus]
i am a leo, got tricks like a cancer
i am from philly, thought i was atlanta
slatt out on these hoes, got three like i’m santa
i don’t drink no lean, put a perc’ in a fanta
treat these b~tches like cars, not one i can’t handle (skrrt)
first gun i had, it ain’t come with a handle
lit like a bic, you get whipped like a brick (whipped—whipped—whipped—whipped)
and i bought me a trap and it came with a candle
i am a leo, got tricks like a cancer (yeah)
i am from philly, thought i was atlanta (huh?)
slatt out on these hoes, got three like i’m santa
i don’t drink lean, put a perc’ in a fanta
treat these girls just like cars, ain’t one i can’t handle (yeah)
first gun i had, it ain’t come with a handle
lit like a bic, you get whipped like a brick
and i bought me a trap and it came with a candle
[verse 2]
bought me a trackhawk, i ain’t want a h~llcat
lil uzi vert, i got rich off them h~ll raps
now a lil’ n~gga just feelin’ so godly
i feel like blac papi, just ask, “where the bales at?”
cuttin’ up white ’til the eyes turn like onions
drawin’ up circles in bags like they funyuns
this b~tch can’t come to my house, to the dungeon
only when nuttin’, i tell her, “i’m cummin'” (woah)
i ‘member when they said i would be nothin’ (ayy)
that little bank account really ain’t money (yeah)
every b~tch out here like pill, they be bussin’
basically saying, don’t matter who cuffin’ (woah)
stove top don’t work, then we cook in the oven (huh?)
feel like i’m bieber, we whippin’ that justin (woah)
i whip the work ’til the pot, it get crusty
i’m in the trap until i’m smellin’ musty
first gun i had, had no handle, was rusty
i am too sneaky, lil’ n~gga, don’t trust me
no busta rhymes so, no, they cannot touch me
i been the sh~t ever since was in huggies
basically saying, no b~tch cannot hug me
it’s prolly, “f~ck you” if you ain’t tryna f~ck me
i’m on the corner like them boys from ugly
‘fore i had money she said i was ugly
[chorus]
i am a leo, got tricks like a cancer (ayy)
i am from philly, thought i was atlanta
slatt out on these hoes, got three like i’m santa
i don’t drink no lean, put a perc’ in a fanta
treat these b~tches like cars, not one i can’t handle (handle)
first gun i had, it ain’t come with a handle
lit like a bic, you get whipped like a brick (whipped—whipped—whipped—whipped)
and i bought me a trap and it came with a candle
i am a leo, got tricks like a cancer (yeah)
i am from philly, thought i was atlanta (huh?)
slatt out on these hoes, got three like i’m santa
i don’t drink lean, put a perc’ in a fanta
treat these girls just like cars, ain’t one i can’t handle
first gun i had, it ain’t come with a handle
lit like a bic, you get whipped like a brick
and i bought me a trap and it came with a candle
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