Correction Lyrics Bank Teller (Fifties) by Lil Uzi Vert

Featuring(s) : Fifties

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Lyrics

F**k these n***as
16
Yeah,  I mean that sh*t this time (beep)
Lil Uzi (Yeah)

I hear you, slime
A hunnid on me, I don't do well with fifties
You can't be my shooter, you don't got a .50
I was the first, no I never said "pick me"
Pockets, they fat, look just like Missy
Uh, bankroll so new, this sh*t sticky
I'm on the block, all tan d**ky
I'm on the block, n***a, get with me
Matching my cars with my clothes
I'm on the block with a tan Rover
I'm on the block, Glock, no holster
B*t*h, it's the Roc, feel like Jay, Hova
Drinking lean straight, I don't need a soda
Bodega selling coke like a cola
Make your b*t*h bend it right over
She make it clap b*t*h, I'm a solidеr

(Vеrse)
I'm on the block, and I know it all
Bro tucked thе drugs all in his drawеrs
They selling pills, weed in the hall
They selling cocaine, fentanyl
I'm on the 16, that's the heart
Yeah, I don't even got a heart (Yeah)
I got all yellow diamonds like I'm Bart
Lambo, I drive it like a go-kart
Shot up his Hellcat, need more park
I want the wock, n***a, not the par
I want the finished product, not the start
My b*t*h senses can't tell apart
And them b*t*hes both got that arch
I start counting hunnids in the dark
I start counting hunnids in the dark
I just be swimmin' in it like a shark
Yeah, big flight height at the top
Young philly n***a like how i walk
No I ain't Randy but I catch the Moss
I scored a touchdown and I walked
I ain't neva fumbled even with a toss
If get extra, still get it off
Big a** gun on my waist Desert Eagle
I'm on the block with my n***a DQ
I got stripes in it like he Vizu
I'm so high I can touch a eagle
I got the juice b*t*h like Beetle
Seeds in the farm, went and made a Emu
I got them clips on me like a B-roll
I'm off a E b*t*h thats a E-roll
Hunnid G's on me b*t*h thats a C-roll
Go in my pocket all my paper C notes
Too many diamonds on my neck, my wrist
Permanent stains b*t*h i got my teeth froze
Dom pulled me over I ain't drink Tio's
I got that rocket power like I'm T**o
I called my plug yeah he a Migo
I never cross him caused he got that cheap dope
I swear I can never go like Neno
Ghetto b*t*h with me, think that I'm emo
I hit her once now she think I'm evil
Basically saying ion even see hoes
Bought out the mall, ion even need clothes
Off purple lamb' like i know Davito
All black AP like Don Cheadle
I got more money than that n***a E-Bro
Ion eat bread I can't do no Keto
My wife try to leave me, get her back like Ne-yo
Opps try to leave me, I already see tho
I got a Glock came with a Beam-o
I know yo girl- shh thats the d-low
Shoot at him shuffle name look like d-low
Buss at him name, Bappi look like chemo
F**k this b*t*h underwater like im Nemo
Pill got me bussing, need to f**k three hoes
I am that guy ion like pink clothes
I hear you, slime
A hunnid on me, I don't do well with fifties
You can't be my shooter, you don't got a .50
I was the first, no I never said "pick me"
Pockets, they fat, look just like Missy
Uh, bankroll so new, this sh*t sticky
I'm on the block, all tan d**ky
I'm on the block, n***a, get with me
Matching my cars with my clothes
I'm on the block with a tan Rover
I'm on the block, Glock, no holster
B*t*h, it's the Roc, feel like Jay, Hova
Drinking lean straight, I don't need a soda
Bodega selling coke like a cola
Make your b*t*h bend it right over
She make it clap b*t*h, I'm a solidеr

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