Letra de Died and Came Back - Lil Uzi Vert

(Feat. [])

Ah

This shit forever, I'm Lil Uzi Vert

I can't stop goin'

Woah

Rigatoni is not spaghetti

Racks is not the same as fetti

Pills and the Casa' got me deady

Fuckin' her off the Perc', ain't ready

I'ma do everything you let me

No first class, I'm always on jetties

Pay everything cash, no, I don't do credit

You worryin' 'bout savings, I'm worryin' 'bout checkings

Rigatoni is not spaghetti

Racks is not the same as fetti

Pills and the Casa' got me deady

Fuckin' her off the Perc', ain't ready

I'ma do everything you let me

No first class, I'm always on jetties

Pay everything cash, no, I don't do credit

You worryin' 'bout savings, I'm worryin' 'bout checkings

Ah, I died and came back

Your voice don't sound the same, get your range back

When the fuck did they bring these lames back? (Lame)

You said you fucked my bitch (I fucked your bitch too, woah)

But you ain't even go get your chains back (Huh?)

They ran up in your crib and took your platinum plaques (Yeah)

I thought that you was ****, what's up with that? (What's up with it?)

I like the Crips 'cause the money in my pocket blue

I be with the Bloods and they all say, "Soowoo"

What you paid for your rent, I paid that for my shoes

If you try to diss me, boy, that's a lose-lose

Moncler on me since Luv Is Rage 2

When I made the first Luv Is Rage, it was Canadian Goose

I'm on probation, the government hatin', can't even see my Canadian boo

I'm never fakin', I dress like I'm Asian, don't care what they say, I'm makin' it through

Ice on my neck, bought my mama a new home

My wrist presidential, you ain't never seen me with a two-tone

My crib residential, but I also got two homes

Don't cheat on my bitch, but I still got me two phones

I still see demons in the dark

I still see demons in the dark

Demon engine inside of a Trackhawk

They pretendin', don't speak if it ain't rack talk (Woah)

Rigatoni is not spaghetti

Racks is not the same as fetti

Pills and the Casa' got me deady

Fuckin' her off the Perc', ain't ready

I'ma do everything you let me

No first class, I'm always on jetties

Pay everything cash, no, I don't do credit

You worryin' 'bout savings, I'm worryin' 'bout checkings

Rigatoni is not spaghetti

Racks is not the same as fetti

Pills and the Casa' got me deady

Fuckin' her off the Perc', ain't ready

I'ma do everything you let me

No first class, I'm always on jetties

Pay everything cash, no, I don't do credit

You worryin' 'bout savings, I'm worryin' 'bout checkings

I died and came back

Your voice don't sound the same, get your range back

When the fuck did they bring these lames back?

You said you fucked my bitch (I fucked your bitch too)

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