Lil Uzi Vert - Near It (Unreleased)

[Intro]
Baby, I'm the shit, baby, I'm the shit
Have the valet park my whip (Woo), baby, I'm the... (Woo, bang)
Bass Kids on the beat
Baby, I'm the shit, have the valet park my shit
See a opp, choppa go bang bang, (Bang, bang), that way
Baby, I'm the... (Woo), baby, I'm the... (Woo, woo)
Baby, I'm the... (Woo), baby, I'm the... (Woo, woo, woo, woo)

[Chorus]
Baby, I'm the shit (Skrrt), have the valet park my shit (Skrrt, skrrt)
'Cause I gets lots of guap, that's why these hoes be on my dick (Ftftft, beep, beep, beep)
All these hoes, they know my shit (Sosa baby), all these niggas know my shit (Sosa baby)
They say I don't speak English (Huh?) but I speak that O'Block shit (O'Block)
See a opp, choppa go like this (Bang bang), see the cops, we gon' go like this (That way)
These hoes, they always wonder why we rich when we roll like this (Glo Gang)
Uppin' them poles like this (Bang bang), [?], turn them on, bitch, no lightswitch (Bang bang)
I'm smokin' on this earth (Gang, gang), it got me floatin' off the floor like this (Gang, gang)
'cause I used to be a low life, bitch

[Verse]
Now these hoes all on my dick and these niggas they don't like me
No worries, that .40 gon' go like this
I ain't used to have shit, now I got a lotta nice shit
Bitch on Twitter subtweetin', but I just fucked you the other night, bitch
I'm coolin', smokin' dope with my bros, I'm tired of fuckin' these hoes
Got all these racks on me, niggas try, we uppin' these poles
All these niggas wanna be Chief So, why they wanna be me though?
Steady talkin' all that shit but don't say shit when you see me though
Nigga's hoes gon' see me though, nigga's hoes love eatin' me though
'Cause they know I love knee knee though and you know I love gettin' cheese, hoe
All that shit you with haha, 'fore them choppas get to sprayin', bye-bye
If you know what I'm sayin', chop-chop, you don't know what I'm sayin', bye-bye​
I'm laughin' to the bank like haha, [?] liar
Leanin' and the Glo Gang with me, try us, you'll be a shot opp
These hoes can't get no shoutout, these hoes get none of my guap
These niggas ain't gettin' no clout, these niggas ain't smokin' on loud (Woo, woo, woo, woo)

[Chorus]
Baby, I'm the shit (Skrrt), have the valet park my shit (Skrrt, skrrt)
'Cause I gets lots of guap, that's why these hoes be on my dick (Ftftft, beep, beep, beep)
All these hoes, they know my shit (Sosa baby), all these niggas know my shit (Sosa baby)
They say I don't speak English (Huh?) but I speak that O'Block shit (O'Block)
See a opp, choppa go like this (Bang bang), see the cops, we gon' go like this (That way)
These hoes, they always wonder why we rich when we roll like this (Glo Gang)
Uppin' them poles like this (Bang bang), [?], turn them on, bitch, no lightswitch (Bang bang)
I'm smokin' on this earth (Gang, gang), it got me floatin' off the floor like this (Gang, gang)
'cause I used to be a low life, bitch

Chief Keef - Lowlife prod. BasskidsOnTheBeat (Unreleased)

[Intro]
DP on the beat

[Verse 1]
Gettin' all these hundreds so I count up (Yeah)
Throwin' all this money, yeah, I ran it up (Ran)
Got my confidence 'cause I stacked up (Stacked up)
Yeah I'm talkin' money and it's stacked tall (Ayy)
I'm talkin' Shaq tall
You are not a goon, you're a actor
All these girls around you tryna snap up (Woah)
You're really a clown, that's why I'm laughin' (Haha, hahaha)
I'm the only one that's rappin' (Yeah, yeah)
All my niggas, yeah they really trappin' (Trappin', yeah)
She said that she pregnant, tryna trap me (Tryna trap me, hey)
Try again muhfucka, Michael Blackston (Yeah, yeah)
I was just where my pockets was lackin' (They was lackin')
Now I’m rich and famous, how this happen? (How this happen?)
My mama said, "You can do shit, you did back then" (Huh? What?)
Come on now, lil' boy, now pay your taxes

[Chorus]
I got rich, then I dipped, these niggas switched (Yeah)
3-D my wrist (Yeah), CD my wrist (Yeah, yeah)
Bing, blaow, fah, fah, VV my wrist
Mr. Delete Your Bitch, hey
I just got my TEC straight
Got a cooling kit, hey, shoutout to my jefe (Yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
She mowin' all this money, yeah, ran it up (Ran)
Got my confidence 'cause I stacked up (Stacked up)
Yeah I'm talkin' money and it's stacked tall (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
Know you always on my mind (Yeah)
Gotta keep on workin', ain't got time (Ain't got time)
I'm not there at night so you gon' keep on cryin' (Not my problem)
I'm not there at night so you gon' keep on lyin' (Yeah, keep on what? Yeah)
Yeah, and if that's the case (Yeah)
You know I got money, yeah, that way (That way)
Girl, I walk like a pimp on a fish tank (DP on the beat)
Cannot drive in my whip 'cause it's big bank

[Chorus]
I got rich, then I dipped (Ayy), these niggas switched (Woo)
3D my wrist (Yeah), CD my wrist (Yeah)
Bing, blaow, fah, fah, VV my wrist (Yeah)
Mr. Delete Your Bitch, hey
I just got my TEC straight
Got a cooling kit, hey, ​shoutout to my jefe (Yeah)

[Bridge]
She model for Dior (Yeah), she say, "What your tat say?"
Girl, I say, "VLONE," she say, "What your hat say?"
Girl, it's that cutoff, Virgil keep me that straight

[Chorus]
I got rich, then I dipped, these niggas switched (Yeah)
3D my wrist (Yeah), CD my wrist (Yeah, yeah)
Bing, blaow, fah, fah, VV my wrist (Yeah)
Mr. Delete Your Bitch, hey
I just got my TEC straight
Got a cooling kit, hey, ​shoutout to my jefe (Yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
She mowin' all this money, yeah, ran it up (Ran)
Got my confidence 'cause I stacked up (Stacked up)
Yeah I'm talkin' money and it's stacked tall (Yeah)

[Outro]
DP on the beat

Lil Uzi - 3D My Wrist/CD My Wrist (Unreleased)

[Intro]
Yeah, ooh
I like this one right here (Let's go)
Like, on God (For real)
This like, so perfect for me (It's Lil Uzi Vert, yeah, yeah)
Let's go, Mario

[Chorus]
I cannot fuck this up (Yeah)
Knock his ass out, get up (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas, they hoes, pin-up (Yeah)
Work this bitch out, chin-up (Yeah)
Hit from the front, sit-ups (Ayy)
You just got rich, lil' nigga, I've been up (Ayy)
Play my position, a winner (Ayy)
Stand on my money, a center (Ayy, what?)

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'm grilled up like I'm Nelly
Side bitch look like Kelly, now I'm in dilemma (Ayy, yeah)
Shout out my members, but most importantly, shout out pretenders
Shout out to Skrilla
Shout out my killas
Shout out that bitch that I fucked in November
My jewels filled with Nuggets, my neck shout out to Denver
Wet like the ocean, your shit like the river, yeah (Let's go, yeah)
Wet like the ocean, your shit like the river, yeah (Like the river, yeah)
Wet like the ocean, your shit like the river (Yeah, what?)
First she ain't want me, but bet I can get her, yeah (Fuck with that, bet I can get her)
Ayy, got purple my hair, not your average nigga (Ayy)

[Chorus]
I cannot fuck this up (Yeah)
Knock his ass out, get up (Yeah)
Niggas, they hoes, pin-up (Yeah)
Work this bitch out, chin-up (Yeah)
Hit from the front, sit-ups (Ayy)
You just got rich, lil' nigga, I've been up (Ayy)
Play my position, a winner (Ayy)
Stand on my money, a center (What?)

[Verse 2]
I never, ever follow the law
I fucked his bitch, she was in awe
She ain't even know that I was a dog
Hit from the back, I use my claws
That bitch too wet, I call her Jaws
I done knocked down her ceilings and walls
Asked me, "Do I want your bitch?," I'm like, "Nah"
All my sons good like I'm LaVar Ball
My closet look just like a loft (Ayy)
Move birds, don't play for the Hawks (Brrr)
Go, whipping and dishing it all (Ayy)
He said the heart sound like the soul (Ayy)
Too many bitches my phone
So I am never lonely
Deep down, I'm still alone
But I can sure tell you that I'm never horny
That nigga, he is so corny (Ayy)
Said I dress well, bitch, it's Marni (Ayy)
Bitch, you get popped like an ollie, I'm geeked off the molly and I don't say sorry (Ayy)
Popping these pills like they Smarties (Ayy)
She give me brain, smarty (Ayy)
I look at a cat like a RT
Pull up with demons so I'm never tardy (Ayy, skrrr)
Yeah, pull up with demons so I'm never tardy (Ayy, uh)
I swear she too bad, the bitch made me hardy, yeah (Ayy, what?)
She ate up the baby, no need for no Maury (Ayy, what?)
Automatic my whip, so I don't need no car key (Ayy)

[Chorus]
I cannot fuck this up (Yeah)
Knock his ass out, get up (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas, they hoes, pin-up (Yeah)
Work this bitch out, chin-up (Yeah)
Hit from from the front, sit-ups (Ayy)
Uzi got rich, lil' nigga, I've been up (Ayy)
Play my position, a winner (Ayy)
Stand on my money, a center (What?)

Lil Uzi Vert - Been Up (Unreleased)

[Intro]
We was goin' crazy forever
You know what I'm sayin'?
Bobby Kritical

[Chorus]
Do you love me? (Oh)
Do you really love me? (Oh)
Do you really love me? (Oh)
Do you really love me? (Oh)
Yeah, do you love me?
Do you care about me? (Do you care about me?)
Do you fear a life without me? (Fear life without me)

[Verse]
I won't doubt you, would you doubt me? (Oh)
I know I lie but do you lie too? Yeah (Oh)
I know I'm mad but that's your type boo (Oh)
All the arguin', make up and then we fight too (Ayy)
You know I'm toxic, I'm inside you (Ayy)
I'm won't leap out far but I got height, boo (Ayy)
Lovin' you on top and you gon' ride too (You know)
And I'ma beat that, beat that up like it's my rival
I can't lie, you got that good and girl, you fly too (I can't lie)
All I can say is, "Yeah, yeah, yeah" (Oh)
All I can say is, "Yeah, yeah, yeah" (Oh)
Come on, baby, tell me, do you love me? (Oh)
Come on, baby, tell me, do you trust me? (Oh)
If I fuck up, baby, don't ever say, "Fuck me" (No)
And you know sometimes times get ugly (Ayy)
All these hatin' bitches hatin' 'cause they want me (Yeah)
Yeah, young nigga rich and I'm stunting (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm not on the surf, no, I'm not haunting (No)
But sometimes I get scared of cuffing (Yeah)
So, now, look me in my eyes, say that you love me (Uh)
We both think it's not real so it's nothing (It's fake)
Yeah (Woah)
So, if love isn't real, why we fuss about it? (Why?)
And if your touch isn't real I feel good at night
You love every time I kept your vibe (Yeah)
And if I say slide," she gon' slide (Whoa)
Yeah, I love it when you ride (Let's go)
Yeah, better look me in my eyes
Yeah, do you trust me?
I got one question for you, baby girl, do you love me?

Lil Uzi Vert - Do You Love Me (Unreleased)

[Intro]
Niggas, they mad, cause they wanna talk to me, but on the real, I don't wan' talk about nothin' (Shh)
Yeah
Niggas, they mad, cause they wanna talk to me, but on the real, I don't wan' talk about nothin'

[Chorus]
Niggas, they mad, cause they wanna talk to me, but on the real, I don't wan' talk about nothin'...

Lil Uzi Vert - Don't Wanna Talk About Nothing (Unreleased)

[Chorus]
I know one day I'ma have to go and face my fears
I may be older, but my grandma still gon' wipe my tears
They say, "What's wrong?" I must admit that I am kind of scared
But I won't fall, I won't fall
No, I won't fall, no
You know I was born to ball
You got trust your dogs
Tryna tap my calls, tryna tap my calls
You know that your grandson is smart and deadly
(Smart and deadly)

[Verse]
You know I got heart every day, understanding the world
So I stand in the ones [?]
We got too much cash, we ain't goin' back there, fuck no
We got too much cash, [?] got a two-tone (Two-tone)
Louis on my ass make them bitches all go cuckoo (Perfect)
Money in my pants, this shit in her boo-boo
Orange Chrome Heart pants, I feel like I'm Goku (Like I'm Goku)
Niggas, they be fans, actin' like thеy new (Okay)
I don't see these niggas, I probably need somе bifocals (Yeah)
That bitch that you're fuckin' with, I swear she gon' lose (Okay)
Don't get that lil' bitch, no, for real, ooh
Yeah, that bitch out here lookin' like a prostitute
Yeah, I got too much motherfuckin' guap to lose
Yeah, think we really playin' with you stupid fools
Yeah, all my choppers don't go, "Bang," they "Doot-doot-doot"
I got mozzarella, why you smokin'...

Lil Uzi Vert - I Won't Fall (Unreleased)

[Intro]
[?]

[Chorus]
First time I poured lean in the fanta
And fell in love with a dancer
So many racks on me, I can't pull my pants up
So many racks on me, I can't even manage
Last thing I give her, real love and she was flattered
Last thing I give her, real love, I hit like [?]
[?]
[?]

[Verse]
[?]

Lil Uzi Vert - Lean In That Fanta (Unreleased)

[Intro]
Yeah
Pour it like, yeah
From the 215, yeah
(LX Xander)
(Bell Weather, I'm a trendsetter)
215, yeah
Lil Uzi Vert, yeah

[Verse]
I hit my dance, you can't copy moves
I'm on the top, what I got to lose?
She made a mess, that's a sloppy move
And that's your bitch, boy, I'm shocked as you
Lil Uzi, ain't no one hot as you
Been rest for some time, but a lot to prove
These niggas so fake, got me tired too
I'm rockin' that Prada, ain't proud of you
I look at the world, yeah, I'm ready for change
I can tell everything is not the same
All white diamonds like they're cocaine
Every time I go up, I throw X on my chain
I don't talk, only speak about cheese
I can tell these niggas don't like me
Don't make sense 'cause they look like me
Plus your main bitch wanna have my seed
Don't make sense if you don't make rent
Cry to your bitch, yeah, that boy, he a simp
Sneak diss, what, you tryna throw me a hint?
Foreign pound weed leave more than a dent
I bet nigga's will get your ass bent
Every day and night, know a nigga gettin' rich
Instead a nigga beefin' with the whole damn city
He don't even know who motherfuckin' sent him
Yeah
He don't even know who motherfuckin' sent him
He don't give a fuck, kill a opp good riddance
Got dropped by a white man yeah, man, that's a henchman
Drum on the cannon, feel like Nicholas, yeah
So much work, I'm cookin' it, yeah
On that jet, I'm bookin' it, yeah
Count up money man told her look at this

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
My new Lamb', look at this
This my jam, look at this
Chopper with a fan, look at this
All my fans, look at this
Count them bands, look at this
Got her on cam, look at this
I'ma do it all again, look at this
Look at this (Guap), look at this (Guap)
Look at this (Guap), look at this (Guap)
Look at this (Guap), look at this (Guap)
Look at this (Guap), look at this (Guap)
Look at this (Guap), look at this (Guap)
Look at this (Yeah), look at this (Yeah)
Look at this (Yeah), look at this (Yeah)
Bae gettin' wet, look at this
I'ma book a check, look at this
Can't drive no Corvette, look at this (Vroom)
Money my pack, look at this
Now I'm the best, yeah
Come on, let's bet, yeah

Lil Uzi Vert - Look At This (Unreleased)

[Intro]
Hello
(Neilaworld)
Yeah
Uh

[Chorus]
So many girls on my line (Ayy)
So many girls on my line (Ayy)
Every one of my girls, they dimes (Ayy)
I can't even make my mind (Yeah)
First, I gotta thank my dad (What?)
Then I gotta thank my mom (Ayy)
'Cause your baby boy came out fine (Ayy)
It ain't over, yeah, it's still my time (Lil Uzi Vert)
So many girls on my line (What?)
So many girls on my line
Every one of my girls, they dimes (Ayy)
I can't even make my mind (Ayy)
First, I gotta thank my dad (Ayy)
Then I gotta thank my mom (What? Huh)
'Cause your baby boy came out fine (Ayy)
It ain't over, yeah, it's still my time (Yeah)

[Verse]
I got some butter pecan, I got a dark skin too
I got a bad bitch, yеah, she light, and she just look like hеr eyes blue
I got some [?] money on me, and my pockets all on blue
Everything that you said to me, already heard, no, it's not new
Yeah, that girl that you love, already called her my boo
I can get who I want, yeah, I can get who I choose (Yeah, choose)
Oh, you want you a Birkin bag what you want? Come choose, yeah
She tell you to work for that, I'm a winner, can't lose, no
Lil' nigga, I am a winner (Ayy)
I told that girl I'm a sinner (Ayy)
These niggas, they are beginners (Ayy)
Lil Uzi, I am a trender (Ayy)
I had your girl with me, she said that you are a real pretender (Yeah)
I don't like when girls sneak diss so I made her go to my member
No, I'm not finished (Ayy)
My Glock, mind my business
Keep talkin', I pop his head up (Yeah)
And all my niggas, they winnin'
Not a priest 'cause my niggas stay sinnin'
Nigga got broke then nigga got sent up, ooh (Yeah)
[?] no chillin'
Yeah, she got the booty so you know I'm gon' feel it

[Chorus]
So many girls on my line (Ayy)
So many girls on my line (Ayy)
Every one of my girls, they dimes (Ayy)
I can't even make my mind (Yeah)
First, I gotta thank my dad (Ayy)
Then I gotta thank my mom (Ayy)
'Cause your baby boy came out fine (Ayy)
It ain't over, yeah, it's still my time (Yeah)
So many girls on my line (Ayy)
So many girls on my line (Ayy)
Every one of my girls, they dimes (Ayy)
I can't even make my mind
First, I gotta thank my dad (Ayy)
Then I gotta thank my mom (What? Huh)
'Cause your baby boy came out fine (Ayy)
It ain't over, yeah, it's still my time (Yeah)
[Outro]
Still my time
Still my time

Lil Uzi Vert - So Many Girls/On My Line (Unreleased)

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah

[Chorus]
I ain’t seen money, I got overseas money
Hoes just keep coming, fuck your bitch, she keep cumming
I just keep stunting, I’m gone make your bitch just fall in love
[?], keep coming
I ain’t seen money, I got overseas money
Hoes just keep coming, fuck your bitch she keep cumming
I just keep stunting, I’m gone make your bitch just fall in love
[?], keep coming

[Verse]
How you keep it real, Uzi, with all that status?
I stay with a couple bunnies, I got karats (Yeah)
I got a side Japanese bitch that’s married, yeah
I can’t say her name, she sneaky like a ferret, yeah (Aye)
Japanese girl, she wear a Burberry hat
I got stripes like Burberry, I’m a tiger now
She got stripes on her body like a tiger now
She done fucked me so good, that she fired now
Pull her panties to the side, matter fact slide them down
I got a whole different drive, I went 90 rounds
Pull up Lamb Gallardo when I drive around
Hit the gas, don’t use no brake when I hear siren sounds
When you rob a nigga, make sure that you lie him down
Shoot his homie first, and then you gotta tie him down
I finessed the plug for hunnits, [?] by the pound
That’s how you get around, 1-2-3, we slime him down
And we slimed him down
Pull up .45 with a 50 round
I can’t fuck with niggas, cause they all be clowns
Feel like king of my city, I don’t even want the crown

[Chorus]
I ain’t seen money, I got overseas money
Hoes just keep coming, fuck your bitch she keep cumming
I just keep stunting, I’m gone make your bitch just fall in love
[?], keep coming
I ain’t seen money, I got overseas money
Hoes just keep coming, fuck your bitch she keep cumming
I just keep stunting, I’m gone make your bitch just fall in love
[?], keep coming

Lil Uzi Vert - Overseas Money (Unreleased)

[Chorus]
Remember what my mom said
She said you'll be fine, babe
I'm not hard to find, I'm at spots that you can find me
I gotta pay attention 'cause these niggas, they might blind me
My bitch is so bad, that's why they always gon' con me
Hov' got Beyoncé I can't settle for Ashanti
Ashanti's a dime piece, but it's all about the timing
I was on my own nigga, and I kept it solid
It's a big comeback, 'cause I am a Prophet

[Verse]
Underdog the comeback, no way you could top this
I was out my mind quick, I was out my conscious
I felt like a convict, but I am a dime bitch
That means if I block her, I'm still gon' be shining
I'm still on my block, bitch, I be on that hot shit
Run up, you get popped quick
Think it's sweet that's not this
It go on and on and the opps will keep dropping
Before it all, just as long as you know we 'bout it (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Remember what my mom said
She said you'll be fine, babe
I'm not hard to find, I'm at spots that you can find me
I gotta pay attention 'cause these niggas, they might blind me
My bitch is so bad, that's why always gon' con me
Hov' got Beyoncé, I can't settle for Ashanti
Ashanti's a dime piece, but it's all about the timing
I was on my own nigga, and I kept it solid
It's [?] comeback, ‘cause I am a Prophet

Lil Uzi Vert - Find Me/Ashanti/Prophet (Unreleased)

[Chorus]
But I should really thank her
What type of diamonds on your bitch? You know I pinked her
Got a Cuban link on me, I ain't McRangsta
But I'm not talkin' 'bout Cuban links so don't act gangster
I don't wife none of these hoes, no, I can't save her
Put your number in my phone but I won't save you
Oh, you think that I'm a player
He ain't gettin' money, he a hater

[Verse 1]
Y'all niggas ain't ever have to struggle before
Now y'all have to warm me up, like
I see pain in your eyes every time you fuck me, yeah
And I know you lie when you said you trust mе, yeah
It's Lil Uzi Vert (Yeah), I can feel it (I can feel it)
Why you still hеre if I'm fuckin' up your image? (Up your image)
'Cause you okay but I know I can do it better, yeah (Uh, better)
I can buy a better bitch just off of credit (Yeah), uh
I just bought a Lamborghini off of debit (Yeah), uh
I just found my opp location off of Reddit (Cash), uh
I just bought some Chrome Heart jeans just like they selvage (Uh)
I been gettin' my dick sucked since I was seven, yeah (Uh)

[Verse 2]
Crosses on my jeans and my crosses leather, yeah (Ayy)
Bitch, I'm known to ball, I'm not playin' tether, yeah (Uh-huh)
I like lots of, cheese, swiss, and mozzarella, yeah
I like provolone but cheddar's way better, yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Now tell me, do gangsters really go to Heaven? Yeah (Yeah)
If we really do, need to cut a check to my reverend, yeah (Let's go)
I wanted me a Rollie since I was eleven, yeah (Go)
If you wanna talk about Rollies? Then I got eleven, yeah (Ayy)
Niggas in my city startin' all the rumors (All the rumors)
I ain't movin', bitch I hang with the movers (Look, with the movers)
And I'm gon' shot my shot 'cause I hang with the shooters, yeah (With the shooters)
Ain't nobody shot but someone top your medulla, yeah (Your medulla)
Bitch better gimme that top, I can't promise I'm gon' do ya

[Chorus]
But I should really thank her
What type of diamonds on your bitch? You know I pinked her
Got a Cuban link on me, I ain't McRangsta
But I'm not talkin' 'bout Cuban links so don't act gangster
I don't wife none of these hoes, no, I can't save her
Put your number in my phone but I won't save you
Oh, you think that I'm a player
He ain't gettin' money, he a hater

Lil Uzi Vert - Thank Her (Unreleased)

[Chorus]
What's up with the top, baby? (Top)
Is it up or it’s not, baby? (Is it up?)
And I heard you're a thot, baby (Thot)
Plus, I walk with the guap, baby (Guap)

[Verse]
I got a whole bunch of bands in my pants
I can't dance ’cause I came to the club with my FN
I got fans up in France, I make it your advance
Boy, don't say nothin'
They don't say nothin'
I'm a man, what you sayin'?
She the beast of the clan
Pop that boy like a Xan'
Got a rollie, my left hand
I’m so hot, I can’t stand
I don't worry, they can’t stay
Ain't no butter in the Lamb
I slide under them like jam
All white diamonds like we clean
Told my brother, damn, this hit
Asian bitch I used to have
I think her name Lois-Chan
In my crib, back up
It's a beach, it got sand
I bought my bitch a Tesla so she can suck dick with no hands
(Let's go)
Oh boy, I said, "Oh, boy" (No hands)
Yeah, oh boy, choppеr pull up with no noise
Like [?]
[?] phone, boy
I just spеnt three hundred on a brand new bag
[?]

[Chorus]
What’s up with the top, baby? (What's up?)
Is it up or it's not, baby? (Yeah)
And I heard you're a thot, baby (Oh)
Plus, I walk with the guap, baby (Yeah)

[Outro]
You can make it, or not, baby
Ask your friend, she [?] chase me (It's true)

Lil Uzi Vert - Guap/What's Up (Unreleased)

[Chorus]
Hey, hey, yeah, you, huh
You over there, yeah (You over there)
You with that rear, uh (Rear)
Girl, come here, uh (Girl, come here)
Made me stop and stare, uh
No, it's not fair, uh
Ass so fat, uh (Ass so fat)
She can't sit in the chair, uh

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I done walked up in that bitch with the guap
No, it's not one time I talked to the the opps
Been fucked your bitch, that girl my favorite thot (Yeah)
Pull up that Glock with the dot
Nigga talk shit, you get popped in the mouth
Ran in his spot, he got popped in his house
No bank account, hide my knots in the couch (Woo)
I'm in the streets, I'm out and about
Can't wait to meet, bitch, my chopper go off
Got your bitch with me, I think that she lost
Her pussy tight, put it in she said "ouch"
Ooh, smokin' on gas in my ride
Eliantte, this not Avi
I got the drip like an IV
My bitch beside me
I am 5' 5", she's like five feet
I seen these niggas tryna copy
These niggas can't tie my sneaks, uh
These niggas, I swear they phony
These niggas, I swear that they full of baloney
I swear that these niggas, they tried to just clone me
I swear, but they not me

[Chorus]
Hey, hey, huh, you, huh (What?)
You over there, yeah (You over there)
You with that rear, uh (You with that rear)
Girl, come here, uh (Girl, come here)
Made me stop and stare, uh (Made me stop and stare)
No, it's not fair, uh (No, it's not fair)
Ass so fat, uh (Ass so what?)
She can't sit in the chair, uh
Hey, hey, huh, you, huh (What?)
You over there, yeah (You over there)
You with that rear, uh (You with that rear)
Girl, come here, uh (Girl, come here)
Made me stop and stare, uh (Made me stop and stare)
No, it's not fair, uh (No, it's not fair)
Ass so fat, uh (Ass so what?)
She can't sit in the chair, uh

[Verse 2]
Oops, excuse my French, uh
I'd rather save these emeralds (Yeah)
I understand Kylie Jenner tooken, so I might go for Kendall (Uh)
These niggas lame as shit
I'm like a iPad, that boy like a Kindle (Huh)
I was so high, man, I drove to McDonald's
Only thing I could get, was a McGriddle (Griddle)
Okay, I'm back, walk with the thigh pack
Two hoes, I'm Malcolm in the Middle, yeah
I was smokin' on some Do-Si-Dos
And I had to roll up some Zkittlez
…

Lil Uzi Vert - You Over There/Emeralds/Excuse My French (Unreleased)

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EST GEE TYPE BEAT
42 DUGG TYPE BEAT
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