Lil Uzi Vert, Meek Mill - Am I Wrong? lyrics
Lil Uzi Vert [Symere Bysil Woods] Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
Meek Mill [Robert Rihmeek Williams] Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Uzi Vert, Meek Mill - Am I Wrong? lyrics]
Drip, drip, drip, drip
She a lil' pretty bitch (Real pretty)
I keep her in Chanel and Louie, no Fendi shit
(Chanel and Louie) i met her in Philly, she
Said she from Brooklyn
We know that I'm drilling it
I got that shit on me
Know that I'm feeling it
(Know that I'm feeling)
Big ass truck, I'm wheeling it (Skkr, skkr)
They say it's up, like what? Well fuck
Then it's stuck she wanna fuck me 'cause
I come with benefit's
I wanna fuck 'cause I wanna finish it
(I wanna finish)
Get over here (Get over here)
I cannot, that shit in a
Compact Glock with a thirty shot minimum
Niggas tryna pop, we kill all ten of 'em
(All ten of 'em)
Get over here (Get over here)
, my young nigga, he right out the feds
I had to give him some bread
Shawty so sensitive
I fucked and before he get to
Get in my bag when I'm off that drank
I had to
Niggas get killed by speaking on me
So he shouldn't have said what he said
You already know what I'm on
You already know what I'm on
Know what I'm doing
I'm liking her pictures, I'm up in her DM
She came to the penthouse at
Four in the morn'
Left in a Uber and came in
Got you looking all clueless like
"what was she doing?"
She wanna rock that Chanel and
We flying by PJ, i'm putting 'em on
Am I wrong for thinkin' out the
Box from where I stay?
Am I wrong for sayin' that
I choose another way?
Look, baddie with me that'll do what I want
We don't be toting no rugers
Tt's guns in the
You know I don't be shooting no one
Ain't depending on shooters, but I
Call my shooter like, turn you into runts
We had went to the jeweler
I had bought her a Patek
I know that I'm doing too much
This money is really influencing her
Real bad
Put up they weight and they still mad
I asked shawty how bad she wanted to fuck me
She said real bad
His lil' bitch keep hitting my DM, shit
Now I feel bad what you gon' do?
You know the kid, I'm a dog, I ate it
Maxing a mile like I ball for the Lakers
Crib so big, can't talk to my neighbors
You come to my hood, it get darker than Vader
Pop my pills (yeah) did it
Bitch tryna fuck and she just
Tryna fuck for the high
I'm tryna fuck for the low
She tryna go out to dinner
I pulled up a Lamb' she tryna fuck on the
She a lil' pretty bitch (Real pretty)
I keep her in Chanel and Louie, no Fendi shit
(Chanel and Louie) i met her in Philly, she
Said she from Brooklyn
We know that I'm drilling it
I got that shit on me
Know that I'm feeling it
(Know that I'm feeling)
Big ass truck, I'm wheeling it (Skkr, skkr)
They say it's up, like what? Well fuck
Then it's stuck she wanna fuck me 'cause
I come with benefit's
I wanna fuck 'cause I wanna finish it
(I wanna finish)
Get over here (Get over here)
I cannot, that shit in a
Compact Glock with a thirty shot minimum
Niggas tryna pop, we kill all ten of 'em
(All ten of 'em)
Get over here (Get over here)
, my young nigga, he right out the feds
I had to give him some bread
Shawty so sensitive
I fucked and before he get to
Get in my bag when I'm off that drank
I had to
Niggas get killed by speaking on me
So he shouldn't have said what he said
You already know what I'm on
You already know what I'm on
Know what I'm doing
I'm liking her pictures, I'm up in her DM
She came to the penthouse at
Four in the morn'
Left in a Uber and came in
Got you looking all clueless like
"what was she doing?"
She wanna rock that Chanel and
We flying by PJ, i'm putting 'em on
Am I wrong for thinkin' out the
Box from where I stay?
Am I wrong for sayin' that
I choose another way?
Look, baddie with me that'll do what I want
We don't be toting no rugers
Tt's guns in the
You know I don't be shooting no one
Ain't depending on shooters, but I
Call my shooter like, turn you into runts
We had went to the jeweler
I had bought her a Patek
I know that I'm doing too much
This money is really influencing her
Real bad
Put up they weight and they still mad
I asked shawty how bad she wanted to fuck me
She said real bad
His lil' bitch keep hitting my DM, shit
Now I feel bad what you gon' do?
You know the kid, I'm a dog, I ate it
Maxing a mile like I ball for the Lakers
Crib so big, can't talk to my neighbors
You come to my hood, it get darker than Vader
Pop my pills (yeah) did it
Bitch tryna fuck and she just
Tryna fuck for the high
I'm tryna fuck for the low
She tryna go out to dinner
I pulled up a Lamb' she tryna fuck on the