Of Course We Ghetto Flowers

Lil Uzi Vert & Playboi Carti & Offset - Rap, USA
Of Course We Ghetto Flowers
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Duration: 4:22
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[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert] Yeah, yeah, yeah (What?) Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah (That-that-that-that-that be Maaly Raw) Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah (What?), yeah, yeah (What?) [Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert] Woah (Woah), woah (Woah) Woah (Woah), woah (Woah) Woah (Woah), woah (Woah) Woah (Woah), woah, yeah Um, she shake it fast Yeah, she drop it slow Huh? What? (Yuh) Yeah, neck on froze (What?) Woah (Woah), woah (Woah) Woah (Woah), woah (Woah) Woah (Woah), woah (Woah) Woah (Woah), woah, yeah Um, she shake it fast Yeah, she drop it slow Huh? What? Yeah, neck on froze [Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert] Yeah, what? Diamonds all on my teeth (My teeth, yeah) Walk around Christian Lou's (What?) Diamonds all on my sneaks You a broke boy, got bad luck (Broke boy) Don't even talk to me (Don't talk) You know his girlfriend stalk on me (What?) Jump in my whip, don't walk to me (Yeah) Foreign, foreign whip, yeah, what it's called? Pull up in that shit lil' bitch, yeah, like a boss Had a lil' bitch from down south, yeah (South) Put that shit all in her mouth, ayy Eatin' them veggies with salmon, ayy No, I'm not eatin' no trout, ayy Boy, you a bitch, boy, you a snitch Heard you gon' bring them cops out, yeah Talkin' that shit, you ain't on shit Really you ain't gon' pop out, yeah Gettin' money, that's why they hate on me (Yeah) Still on that paper route (Yeah) Hit so hard I pulled out (Out) Ass so fat, called time-out (What?) [Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert] Woah (Woah), woah (Woah) Woah (Woah), woah (Woah) Woah (Woah), woah (Woah) Woah (Woah), woah, yeah Um, she shake it fast Yeah, she drop it slow Huh? What? Yeah, neck on froze Woah, woah Woah, woah Woah, woah Woah, woah, yeah Um, she shake it fast Yeah, she drop it slow Huh? What? Yeah, neck on froze [Verse 2: Playboi Carti] Fly to LA for a week And I got Rick on my tee (Uh) And I got Rick on my feet, chopper on me, saggin' my jeans And I put that on big Bs, yuh Ayy, shoutout G-Weed, yuh I got your ho on the team runnin' them laps just like a meet, yuh Hundreds bands on the Goyard, ooh And I got goons in my yard, ooh We can rock out like guitars, ooh Ho, I got lean, I got bars, ooh Ho, I got lean, I got bars, ooh Ho, I fuck her 'cause I'm hard, ooh She fuck with me, I go hard, ooh Ho, I'm on lean, I'm on stars, uh, ayy Now we on top of my car, uh Lookin' at stars like, "I made it far" (Ayy, look at that bih'), ayy Look at my chain (Look), glow in the dark (Ayy, look at that bih'), what? Ya thot give brain, she goin' hard (Yuh) [Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Playboi Carti] Woah (Woah), woah (Woah) Woah (Woah), woah (Woah) Woah (Woah), woah (Woah) Woah (Woah), woah, yeah Um, she shake it fast Yeah, she drop it slow Huh? What? (What?) Yeah, neck on froze (Yeah) Woah, woah (Hee) Woah, woah (What?) Woah, woah (What?) Woah, woah, yeah Um, she shake it fast (Hee) Yeah, she drop it slow Huh? What? Yeah, neck on froze [Bridge: Lil Uzi Vert & Offset] Chopper, that's full-auto (Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo) Kickflip, bitch, Otto (Yeah) Dressed in all black, sharp as a tack Cut that bitch off, Zoro (Offset) [Verse 3: Offset] I took your bitch, yeah, you lost (Lost) Told her, "Come fuck with some bosses" (Come on) Invited that bitch to my loft (Hey) Hold on bitch, take your shoes off (Hold on) The sauce I been drippin', the sauce I been drippin' (Yeah) No, I'm not trustin' these bitches (Uh-uh) No, I don't fuck with these snitches, no (Uh-uh) Uzi got choppers, extensions (Yeah) How come I'm all in her mentions? Ayy And my Rollie three-dimensional (Rollie) Bitches dangerous like Mystikal (Danger) These niggas clone you, get your chemicals (Clone) Twin choppers, they identical (Baow) My hands in everything, got tentacles (Tentacles) Poppin' Perkies like the minerals (Perky) Fuck you my hand on my genitals (Fuck you) When on the stage I got adrenaline (Hey) 'Bout to flex up on my enemies (Flex) I don't need negative energy (Uh-uh) These niggas not who they pretend to be (Uh) [Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Playboi Carti] Woah (Woah), woah (Woah) Woah (Woah), woah (Woah) Woah (Woah), woah (Woah) Woah (Woah), woah, yeah Um, she shake it fast Yeah, she drop it slow Huh? What? (What?) Yeah, neck on froze (Yeah) Woah, woah (Hee) Woah, woah (What?) Woah, woah (What?) Woah, woah, yeah Um, she shake it fast (Hee) Yeah, she drop it slow Huh? What? Yeah, neck on froze
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Credits
- Writers
- Lil Uzi Vert
- Playboi Carti
- Offset
- Maaly Raw