Lil Uzi Vert - 150K (feat. G Herbo) lyrics
Lil Uzi Vert [Symere Bysil Woods] Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
G Herbo [Herbert Wright III] Chicago, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Uzi Vert - 150K feat. G Herbo lyrics]
150, 150
150, my new chain costs one-fifty (O oh)
Pull up to the club, I ain't got none wit' me
(Skrrt, ooh) except my pockets swole
Look like something bit me (O oh)
That boy say he don't like me
Come and get me (Uh)
Pull up, extra poles, and I got a 50 (Uh)
Got my Rollie on, this is not a ticky (Uh)
My car ain't got no license plate
Can't get no ticket (Huh)
I'll be saucing, I'll be swaggin'
I'll be drippin' (Uh)
Magic hit the toll like a rockin' dicky (Uh)
Told the Nicky, I'm a sticky, I'ma hit it
(Huh) know I do not know why
All these girls be trippin' (Uh)
Diamonds they water, look like the water
That be Pacific (Uh)
Move the four, it got the beam
So I am not missing (Uh)
Everytime that they score, on the real boy
Yeah it feels like it's Christmas (O oh)
Boy, what you know about killin'?
What you know about drug dealin'?
(Drug dealin')
What you know about them millions?
Boy, better mind yo business
Stack it all the way to the ceiling
She can't get in my feelings (Feelings)
Sometimes life gets tricky (What?)
Boy, now I keep 150
150, 150
150, my new chain costs one-fifty (O oh)
Pull up to the club, I ain't got none wit' me
(Skrrt, ooh) except my pockets swole
Look like something bit me (Gang)
You ain't ever been to them trenches
Never had a Glock in your britches
Heard you been rockin' with snitches
You lil' niggas is bitches (Bitch)
You are witnessin' killers (yeah)
Vert, yeah that's my nigga (My nigga)
We just be getting to the millions (Huh)
Beating up reckless civilians
I did all this shit independent
I don't even know what a deal is
Hating on me, you a lil' nigga
I do it real big
Ain't no such thing as a "used
To be", for a nigga, it still is
Take 150 and go spend it with my real friends
Swervo, you too turned up (Let me chill then)
Nigga, play with me, get burned up
(Gotta go chill again) raw mistake
And I'll be right there in that field again
Tryna go drill again
My mob's motivation 'cause they stealin' pens
If your brain a notebook
They can't steal the pen
From sunny knife, I'm born to lose
But I'm built to win
Wish I could look in Cap's eyes
And see what killed them in
Know you see me whipping Benz, getting it in
Getting twenty million, streams a
Week, on chief, i'm checking again
Disrespecting them bands
They ain't ever got no advance
Spend a stack on my pants
And my t shirt Philip Lan
I don't rock regular brands
Twenty pointer baguettes, all on my
Neck, can see 'em, yeah damn
Prolly gonna put a Patek on my hands
Yeah damn (Lamb, lamb)
I never eat swine again but I'm going ham
(Ham) i don't know how to drive but I
Still wanna roll in the lamb
(Lamb, lamb, skrrt)
Know a lot of niggas want me to die
But I don't give a damn (Damn, damn)
Keep a 40 on me every night
I'ma go to the fam (Boy)
150, my new chain costs one-fifty (O oh)
Pull up to the club, I ain't got none wit' me
(Skrrt, ooh) except my pockets swole
Look like something bit me (O oh)
That boy say he don't like me
Come and get me (Uh)
Pull up, extra poles, and I got a 50 (Uh)
Got my Rollie on, this is not a ticky (Uh)
My car ain't got no license plate
Can't get no ticket (Huh)
I'll be saucing, I'll be swaggin'
I'll be drippin' (Uh)
Magic hit the toll like a rockin' dicky (Uh)
Told the Nicky, I'm a sticky, I'ma hit it
(Huh) know I do not know why
All these girls be trippin' (Uh)
Diamonds they water, look like the water
That be Pacific (Uh)
Move the four, it got the beam
So I am not missing (Uh)
Everytime that they score, on the real boy
Yeah it feels like it's Christmas (O oh)
Boy, what you know about killin'?
What you know about drug dealin'?
(Drug dealin')
What you know about them millions?
Boy, better mind yo business
Stack it all the way to the ceiling
She can't get in my feelings (Feelings)
Sometimes life gets tricky (What?)
Boy, now I keep 150
150, 150
150, my new chain costs one-fifty (O oh)
Pull up to the club, I ain't got none wit' me
(Skrrt, ooh) except my pockets swole
Look like something bit me (Gang)
You ain't ever been to them trenches
Never had a Glock in your britches
Heard you been rockin' with snitches
You lil' niggas is bitches (Bitch)
You are witnessin' killers (yeah)
Vert, yeah that's my nigga (My nigga)
We just be getting to the millions (Huh)
Beating up reckless civilians
I did all this shit independent
I don't even know what a deal is
Hating on me, you a lil' nigga
I do it real big
Ain't no such thing as a "used
To be", for a nigga, it still is
Take 150 and go spend it with my real friends
Swervo, you too turned up (Let me chill then)
Nigga, play with me, get burned up
(Gotta go chill again) raw mistake
And I'll be right there in that field again
Tryna go drill again
My mob's motivation 'cause they stealin' pens
If your brain a notebook
They can't steal the pen
From sunny knife, I'm born to lose
But I'm built to win
Wish I could look in Cap's eyes
And see what killed them in
Know you see me whipping Benz, getting it in
Getting twenty million, streams a
Week, on chief, i'm checking again
Disrespecting them bands
They ain't ever got no advance
Spend a stack on my pants
And my t shirt Philip Lan
I don't rock regular brands
Twenty pointer baguettes, all on my
Neck, can see 'em, yeah damn
Prolly gonna put a Patek on my hands
Yeah damn (Lamb, lamb)
I never eat swine again but I'm going ham
(Ham) i don't know how to drive but I
Still wanna roll in the lamb
(Lamb, lamb, skrrt)
Know a lot of niggas want me to die
But I don't give a damn (Damn, damn)
Keep a 40 on me every night
I'ma go to the fam (Boy)