New Wave

Album cover art for "New Wave" by Lil Duke & Lil Uzi Vert

Lil Duke & Lil Uzi Vert - Rap, In English

New Wave

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[Intro: Lil Duke & Lil Uzi Vert] Yeah Lil Duke and Lil Uzi Lil Uzi Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy [Verse 1: Lil Duke] Get that work gone in a minute They think I'm a magician I'm preaching like a minister In her mouth like a dentist Whipping that work in the kitchen I beat it so hard and I fucked up my wrist Walked right in the club and I threw a nick Lil Duke and Lil Uzi fucking on a nigga bitch (Woah, woah) Fuck on these bitches and leave 'em, I swear I don't need 'em And I can't go nowhere without the heater They love me in public like I'm with the Beatles I do this shit for my people We sip the lean, we don't drink on no beer Get that ass fresh and I hop on the Lear Trapper turned rapper the cap of the year I'm banned from Lenox, I'm banned from perimeters I can see you in my peripheral Lil Duke and Lil Uzi, we rocking them shows We fucking them hoes and ain't cuffing 'em And if she ain't hating, run into the table I'ma leave that bitch at home with Auntie Mae [Chorus: Lil Duke] Please get out the way Bitch, we that new wave Selling shows out of state Bad bitches never stay They fuck with the real, don't fuck with no fake Talk behind your back, come right in your face How you gon' feel with that doubt in your face? Chopper blow a nigga right out his J's Better eat your veggies, I gotta case We tote them extendos, you niggas tote mace You talking that shit, boy, don't come to the A Duke, we are known from the A to LA [Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert] Ayy, look at my necklace, I swear that I'm nigga rich Ayy, give me that work, I swear that I'll be flippin it Yeah, got bitches on bitches and all of them know Choppers on choppers as tall as my ho Countin' this money, that's all in a roll Look at my diamonds, damn Wetting and laying on top of her coochie Look at that bitch, ayy All in my bed and I play with her coochie Look at these choppers, ayy Clip in that bitch it's as long as ruler Smoking that gas like that bitch is a loosie Swerving the coupe with three bitches, that's two seats Ayy, wait, that bitch she just be blowin' my dick like a flute All of my bitches, they loose, ayy All of my coupes got no roof, ayy All of my diamonds, they perfect, ayy None of my diamonds got flukes, ayy I swear it's me and Lil Duke, ayy Yeah, got your bitch all off the boot, ayy [Chorus: Lil Duke] Please get out the way Bitch, we that new wave Selling shows out of state Bad bitches never stay They fuck with the real, don't fuck with no fake Talk behind your back, come right in your face How you gon' feel with that doubt in your face? Chopper blow a nigga right out his J's Better eat your veggies, I gotta case We tote them extendos, you niggas tote mace You talking that shit, boy, don't come to the A Duke, we are known from the A to LA [Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert] Damn, all these diamonds on my hand Yeah, I just be high off the xan, ayy Ayy, I met that bitch off the 'Gram, yeah Yeah, I fucked that bitch off the 'Gram, yeah Yeah, Balmains, that's all on my pants, yeah Yeah, your bitch on my dick she dance Yeah, talkin' that shit you get fanned Yeah, rock out like I'm in a band [Verse 4: Lil Duke] Crackin' down Mason Margielas I whip the new Benz up and dealt with the extras Don't do the Giuseppe's, I might do Buscemi Bad bitches with me, in they bikinis Lil Duke and Lil Uzi, them bitches be fiending These niggas be plotting, these niggas be scheming I'ma lay up, way up feel me And I earn my stripes, just like Adidas Kicking that shit just like Fifa Rolling that backwood stuffing the reefer I told you before I do it for my people And I like black and white bitches like zebras We them new young niggas, but we some leaders Ain't none these bitches, these bitches deceiving Dodgin that traffic, you know we in foreigns Y'all niggas boring, I'm finna go touring [Chorus: Lil Duke] Please get out the way Bitch, we that new wave Selling shows out of state Bad bitches never stay They fuck with the real, don't fuck with no fake Talk behind your back, come right in your face How you gon' feel with that doubt in your face? Chopper blow a nigga right out his J's Better eat your veggies, I gotta case We tote them extendos, you niggas tote mace You talking that shit, boy, don't come to the A Duke, we are known from the A to LA

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Credits

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  • Lil Duke
  • Lil Uzi Vert