Letra de Lyft Em Up - Lil Uzi Vert

(Feat. [])

Yeah

Yeah

I'm runnin' through shit, yeah, yeah

I'm runnin' through shit like I'm not even really tryna make a hit

Most of these niggas, they talk out they lip 'til you pull up right there with the fully, the fully

I never go less than forty my wrist

I never go less than .40 my hip

I never go less than thirty my stick

I treat the Maybach truck like it's a Lyft

Please don't get lifted

Please don't get lifted (Woah)

Please don't get lifted (Yeah)

Please don't get lifted (Huh?)

Please don't get lifted (Woah)

Please don't get lifted (Yeah)

Please don't get lifted

At the least, thirty right there in my clip

I treat the Maybach truck like it's a Lyft

Please don't get lifted

Please don't get lifted

Bro spun the opps so much, yeah, they don't exist

We got the V on the tech, yeah, spin out the Honda, it drift (Skrrt)

She thought I really wasn't on shit, thought I ain't know how to bip

Most of these niggas, they think that I'm feminine 'cause I just walk with a switch (Grr, grr)

You see my pockets? Bitch, they fat, the opposite of Ozempic

Lil Uzi Vert, yeah, you know I still be in them trenches (Yeah)

You would think Lil Ho my lil' cousin way I got all this lululemon (Woah)

That's for my niggas that be motherfuckin' spinnin', check on his head and it's pendin' (Phew)

Yeah, .223 barrel be spinnin' (Yeah), split his head, sour like lemon

Huh? What? I'm on a mission, I ain't been this lit in a minute (Huh? What?)

I ain't been this rich in a minute, band for band, I go digit for digit (Yeah)

Yeah, he was a bitch, now he in a zip (Yeah)

Damn, we ran out of—, now he don't exist

Bro got a ruler (Ruler), the end of his stick

Jumped in the Uber (Uber), he should've got a Lyft (Woah)

Please don't get lifted (Woah)

Please don't get lifted (Yeah)

Please don't get lifted (Huh?)

Please don't get lifted (Woah)

Please don't get lifted (Yeah)

Please don't get lifted

At the least, thirty right there in my clip

I treat the Maybach truck like it's a Lyft (Woah)

I'm not the shooter, got mine for protection

I turn to the shooter if he keep deflection

She was givin' me necklace, I'm missin' my exit (Dang)

She was doin' her bestest, I know that she restless (Woah)

I'm not the shooter, got mine for protection

I turn to the shooter if he keep deflection

She was givin' me necklace, I'm missin' my exit (Dang)

She was doin' her bestest, I know that she restless

(Please don't get lifted, woah)

Lil Uzi (Please don't get lifted, yeah)

Don't forget a nigga one of the fuckin' greatest ever (Please don't get lifted, huh?)

(Please don't get lifted, woah)

Tehe, yeah (Please don't get lifted, yeah)

Huh? What? Huh? (Please don't get lifted)

(Please don't get lifted, woah)

Uzi (Please don't get lifted)

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