Letra de Yoko - Lil Uzi Vert

(Hahaha)

Ah

I'm high as fuck

I just wanna know somethin' (Ah)

Have you ever felt betrayal?

I was on slow-mode (Slow-mode)

Went on a drill on my dolo (Woah)

My jewelry all real, I ain't Ocho (Huh? Ocho)

Throw up the rock like it's promo (Promo)

I'm really The Rock, this ain't promo (Uh)

Got a gun in my boot like it's polo (Polo)

I hope JT don't think she Yoko (No)

I'm so fresh, you dressed like hobo (Ah, hobo)

Get to the bands on my solo (I was on slow-mode)

Went on a drill on my dolo

My jewelry all real, I ain't Ocho (Huh? Ocho)

Throw up the rock like it's promo

I'm really The Rock, this ain't promo (Promo)

Got a gun in my boot like it's polo

I hope JT don't think she Yoko (I did, Yoko)

I'm so fresh, you dressed like hobo (Hobo)

Get to the bands on my solo (God damn, woo)

Get to the bands on my solo (Yeah)

Count up a yacht, that's a boatload (Yeah)

Get to the bands on my solo (Woah)

Count up a yacht, that's a boatload (Huh?)

Open my door, saw a boat froze (Huh?)

If it wasn't just anal, yeah, that'd be a no-no (No)

My Glock with a switch, yeah, it came with like four souls

I shot at him once, shoot that boy, he said, "Oh, no"

My D.C. bitch said she just work at the gogo

I'm devious, dickin' her down like a porno

I got my gun, I don't care who behind me (Yeah)

In Southwest, I used to be neighbors with Vanjie (Huh?)

My first white girl, I swear her name was just Colleen

That drum on that— yeah, this bitch like a Tommy

This time I'm rapping, baby, like I'm outta here (Huh?)

I'm tryna rep them babies, get them out of here (Lil Uzi)

E.T, they wrap me up, yep, I am not from this sphere (Woah)

Most of my drugs they come from northern hemisphere (Woah)

My bitch is from hell (Northern hemisphere)

Pulled down her panties, her pussy got scales (Hemisphere)

2012, bitch, I'm rockin' Blvck Scvle' (Hemisphere)

Poured up a six, this ain't Tris on the scale

This lil' dirty cup got me feelin' betrayal

This lil' dirty cup got me feelin' betrayal

Fifty on Glock like a pot with a rail

One of my shooters got paint on his nail

One of my shooters, he feelin' betrayal

This lil' dirty cup got me feelin' betrayal

This lil' dirty cup got me feelin' betrayal

Fifty on Glock like a pot with a rail

Get to the bands on my solo

Get to the bands on my solo (I was on slow-mode)

Went on a drill on my dolo

My jewelry all real, I ain't Ocho

Throw up the rock like it's promo

I'm really The Rock, this ain't promo

Got a gun in my boot like it's polo

I hope JT don't think she Yoko

I'm so fresh, you dressed like hobo

Get to the bands on my solo

Solo-solo-solo-solo

Boatload, boatload, boatload (Solo)

Get to the bands on my solo

Boatload, boatload, boatload (Solo)

Boatload, boatload, boatload (Solo)

Get to the bands on my solo

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