Lil Uzi Vert - Of Course lyrics

Lil Uzi Vert [Symere Woods]

[Lil Uzi Vert - Of Course lyrics]

Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah, hello, be quiet)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Oogie Mane, he killed it)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Big bad bitches, big bad
Lil Uzi, I'm working on dying), yeah

Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah) uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (uh) uh, uh, uh, uh (uh)
I ain't gotta flex no more
Gave my watch to my best friend (Woah)
Coppin' shit you can't afford
Hundred K right on my necklace (yeah)
I be calling your bitch when I'm bored
Do that in the past tense (Woah)
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course
(Woo), ayy

I poured a two in the four
(Dang), woah (yeah), I'm right here
I got opps from the 30 and I ain't scared
(I ain't scared, yeah)
Pulled up in the 30, they some squares
(Pulled up)
Got a Glock with a thirty and I ain't scared
(No, I'm not)
I'm not flexin' on you, baby, it's right here
(It's right here) got a Glock and that 30
Right under your chair (Under your chair)
Two hundred right up on my dash
My coupe right here (Skrrt)
Throw it up, don't be scared (Uh)
I was throwin' up and it was clear (What?)
I took too much molly, I can't hear (What?)
I fucked so many hoes I had
To go and just switch states (Uh)
Raf Simons on my jeans
But, I'm still in my Rick stage (yeah)
I saw your Rollie, rose gold
But, it's not no big face (Ayy)
Bitch, you know I know where the brick
Stay, yeah, I walk like a lick, ayy
(Ayy) got a big Glock on my hip, ayy, yeah
That's right where my stick stay (yeah)

Uh, uh, uh, uh (Right where my stick stay)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Right where my stick stay)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah) uh, uh, uh, uh (Uh)
I ain't gotta flex no more
Gave my watch to my best friend (yeah)
Coppin' shit you can't afford
Hundred K right on my necklace (Woah)
I be calling your bitch when I'm bored
Do that in the past tense (Uh)
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course, ayy
(yeah)

How many hundred thousand you make
This year? On my thirty-second
I fucked that bitch on a Perc' for an hour
Don't do thirty seconds (No)
Man, I'm from the 1600
So I don't fuck with no 32nd (Woah)
Francisville baby, you know how we rocking
You know we gon' wreck shit (Wreck shit)
Rest in peace, Chico, for that boy
You know that I'm gonna keep flexin'
(Let's go far)
Sometimes I still call his phone
Sometimes I still go to text him (On God)
He was lackin' by the opps
I can't believe that they nixed him (yeah)
I was standin' by the opps
I had thirty in my weapon (Frrah)
I was standin' by the opps, yeah
I was standin' by the opps (yeah)
I was standin' by the opps(Huh?)
I was standin' by the opps (yeah)
I do the dash on the cops
(Skrrt) , digital dash on my drop (Huh?)
I turned myself to a boss (Ayy)
Fuck you, nigga, and the law
Baby girl head game strong
She suck my dick so long
Tell me what you want (Want)
I can get you on, wait (No way)
You think he get money? Uh
Look at his chain, no pointers
(Okay) yeah, it's molly world, come join us
(Join us, yeah), so much swag
Can't afford it

Uh, uh, uh, uh
(So much swag, can't afford it)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah) uh, uh, uh, uh (Okay)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Okay)
I ain't gotta flex no more
Gave my watch to my best friend (yeah)
Coppin' shit you can't afford
Hundred K right on my necklace (Uh)
I be calling your bitch when I'm bored
Do that in the past tense (Ayy)
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course (yeah)

No, he didn't (Uh, uh) , yes, I did
No, he didn't (Uh, uh) , yes, I did
No, he didn't (Uh, uh) , yes, I did

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