YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Lil Uzi Vert - What You Know lyrics
Lil Uzi Vert [Symere Bysil Woods] Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Lil Uzi Vert - What You Know lyrics]
Little bitch, I'm flawless
Why I'm too official
What you know bout gettin' a check
And spending it with your niggas?
All my niggas keep a gun, no
We ain't ever slippin'
What you know 'bout walkin' in your
Show strapped with a pistol?
Lil' bitch I'm flawless, why I'm too official
What you know bout gettin' a check
And spending it with your niggas
All my niggas keep a gun
No we ain't ever slippin'
What you know bout walkin' in your
Show strapped with a pistol
Won't throw my hands, my diamonds dance
I'm so high up in the sky don't wanna land
She gon' fuck me and Lil Uzi cause them bands
I might pull up in a 'Rari or a Lamb
Fuckniggas keep fakin'
You keep hatin' with your bitchass
I'ma count these hundreds while I'm
Smackin' on your bitch ass
All hundreds, they blue, ooh
Stuntin' with my rich ass
My Rollie never tickin' and my boys
They all are hitmen
Stay drippin' this swag, VVS
That's what I'm drippin'
'Rari, yeah, I'm dippin'
You can't see up in my whip
'cause all my windows tinted
Got your lil' bitch all up in it
No, this not a rented, it say 200 the limit
Bitch, I went 205, you get
Money, that's a lie, uh
Cartier diamond on my eye, talk
Too slick, get fired, uh
I put that right on my guys
Pull up, oh my god, yeah
Only hit that lil' bitch twice
Put that on my life, yeah
Lil' bitch, I'm flawless
Why I'm too official
What you know bout gettin' a check
And spending it with your niggas
All my niggas keep a gun
No we ain't ever slippin'
What you know bout walkin' in your
Show strapped with a pistol
Won't throw my hands, my diamonds dance
I'm so high up in the sky don't wanna land
She gon' fuck me and Lil
Uzi 'cause them bands
I might pull up in a 'Rari or a Lamb
Covered in Givenchy chains on me not rented
Ain't no cap, not kill
Lately, I been trendin'
Straight out the north
I got racks in the vault
I came from rags to riches
I live what I talk and you
Know that I'm with it
You little niggas know I ain't kiddin'
Brand new white coat, all white tiger no snow
Ice on my neck and it's froze
I got 20 more chains than a hoe
No relations I ain't trustin' these hoes
'less I fuck on her then she could go
What's wrong with me, don't know
Open a pint then I pour me a 4
I called the bank and ordered
Me a hunnid bands
These hoes be irkin' all that
Fake shit I can't stand
New niggas hatin' on the low they really fans
I want the 'Rari but I really want the Lamb
Lil' bitch, I'm flawless
Why I'm too official
What you know bout gettin' a check
And spending it with your niggas
All my niggas keep a gun
No we ain't ever slippin'
What you know bout walkin' in your
Show strapped with a pistol
Won't throw my hands, my diamonds dance
I'm so high up in the sky don't wanna land
She gon' fuck me and Lil Uzi cause them bands
I might pull up in a 'Rari or a Lamb
Little bitch, I'm flawless, yeah
I'm too official on the real
When you was gone you probably
Thought I missed you if you ever cry use
These hundreds as a tissue
So basically what I'm saying money
Is the main issue
Diamonds on my hand, I'ma count these bands
I don't want that little bitch, she got a man
New house got land, blue rubberbands
Yeah, my diamonds, they be water like a dam
Why I'm too official
What you know bout gettin' a check
And spending it with your niggas?
All my niggas keep a gun, no
We ain't ever slippin'
What you know 'bout walkin' in your
Show strapped with a pistol?
Lil' bitch I'm flawless, why I'm too official
What you know bout gettin' a check
And spending it with your niggas
All my niggas keep a gun
No we ain't ever slippin'
What you know bout walkin' in your
Show strapped with a pistol
Won't throw my hands, my diamonds dance
I'm so high up in the sky don't wanna land
She gon' fuck me and Lil Uzi cause them bands
I might pull up in a 'Rari or a Lamb
Fuckniggas keep fakin'
You keep hatin' with your bitchass
I'ma count these hundreds while I'm
Smackin' on your bitch ass
All hundreds, they blue, ooh
Stuntin' with my rich ass
My Rollie never tickin' and my boys
They all are hitmen
Stay drippin' this swag, VVS
That's what I'm drippin'
'Rari, yeah, I'm dippin'
You can't see up in my whip
'cause all my windows tinted
Got your lil' bitch all up in it
No, this not a rented, it say 200 the limit
Bitch, I went 205, you get
Money, that's a lie, uh
Cartier diamond on my eye, talk
Too slick, get fired, uh
I put that right on my guys
Pull up, oh my god, yeah
Only hit that lil' bitch twice
Put that on my life, yeah
Lil' bitch, I'm flawless
Why I'm too official
What you know bout gettin' a check
And spending it with your niggas
All my niggas keep a gun
No we ain't ever slippin'
What you know bout walkin' in your
Show strapped with a pistol
Won't throw my hands, my diamonds dance
I'm so high up in the sky don't wanna land
She gon' fuck me and Lil
Uzi 'cause them bands
I might pull up in a 'Rari or a Lamb
Covered in Givenchy chains on me not rented
Ain't no cap, not kill
Lately, I been trendin'
Straight out the north
I got racks in the vault
I came from rags to riches
I live what I talk and you
Know that I'm with it
You little niggas know I ain't kiddin'
Brand new white coat, all white tiger no snow
Ice on my neck and it's froze
I got 20 more chains than a hoe
No relations I ain't trustin' these hoes
'less I fuck on her then she could go
What's wrong with me, don't know
Open a pint then I pour me a 4
I called the bank and ordered
Me a hunnid bands
These hoes be irkin' all that
Fake shit I can't stand
New niggas hatin' on the low they really fans
I want the 'Rari but I really want the Lamb
Lil' bitch, I'm flawless
Why I'm too official
What you know bout gettin' a check
And spending it with your niggas
All my niggas keep a gun
No we ain't ever slippin'
What you know bout walkin' in your
Show strapped with a pistol
Won't throw my hands, my diamonds dance
I'm so high up in the sky don't wanna land
She gon' fuck me and Lil Uzi cause them bands
I might pull up in a 'Rari or a Lamb
Little bitch, I'm flawless, yeah
I'm too official on the real
When you was gone you probably
Thought I missed you if you ever cry use
These hundreds as a tissue
So basically what I'm saying money
Is the main issue
Diamonds on my hand, I'ma count these bands
I don't want that little bitch, she got a man
New house got land, blue rubberbands
Yeah, my diamonds, they be water like a dam