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420 In London [Remix]
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Lil Uzi Vert
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Hey guys, let's do one of those no melody songs, that'd be so creative Got a new Bugatti, play my music when I'm drivin' (Yeah) Like I'm Lil Weezy, tattoos all over my body (Yeah) Foreigns from the islands, finna split a dose of molly Spit all on my Johnny while a n***a flyin' private I was on the molly, b*t*hes out in Boston f**ked the b*t*h in Follies, her pu**y was awesome Rockstar life Jeff Hardy, do tricks like Mat Hoffman She just wanna party, she do that sh*t often She gon' suck my d**k until she start gaggin' and coughin' Am I scared? No, hardly, I deserve a heart lift My new crib, it's so big, this sh*t got a office I was off a thirty, this sh*t madе me nauseous My new car on dеrbies, automatic parking Ballin' in my jersey, in the streets I'm Jordan 12 checked me, then they took my gun Me, no trippin' 'cause I got a whole 'nother gun If she leave me, yeah I've got a whole 'nother one I put that on my son and I ain't even got a son Red green, beam green, b*t*h I never miss She sucked the lines up out my d**k like it's a peppermint I get the cheese, like I work for the government I'm an alien lookin' for your mother ship 420 up in London I'm a problem, God, yeah, I'll bust 'em (on god) Me and Murda, we up to somethin' I was on the the hound they almost caught me at Fort Nelson Mr. Hustle hard, now they claimin' they're my cousin (my cousin) I f**k your b*t*h, now she thinkin' I'm her husband I'm in some Balmains, these jeans they cost a dozen (12) I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin' (uh) I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin' I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin' I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin' I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin' Got a new Bugatti, play my music when I'm drivin' (Yeah) Like I'm Lil Weezy, tattoos all over my body (Yeah) Foreigns from the islands, finna split a dose of molly Spit all on my Johnny while a n***a flyin' private Stamps on your passport I been smoking gas, boy (Yup-yup, yup) My pistol electric (Ayy), it light up like a Tesla (Yeah) I got all the junkies on the block, I got a meth lab (Okay!) Thirty-five hundred for the coat, that's a Moncler (Yup-yup, haha, water!) n***as don't be real like Fentanyl in a pill (Huh, huh, ayy) All this water on my neck, grew gills like some krill (Grew gills) On a hill with your b*t*h, just call us Jack and Jill (Call us Jack and Jill) Feelin' like Krillin, my diamonds Destructo disc, they can't sit still Got a new Bugatti, play my music when I'm drivin' (Yeah) Like I'm Lil Weezy, tattoos all over my body (Yeah) Foreigns from the islands, finna split a dose of molly Spit all on my Johnny while a n***a flyin' private
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