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  • Lil Uzi Vert – New Patek Lyrics

    Hmm
    New Patek on my wrist
    White diamonds, them shits hit pink
    Aight, I’m ready

    New Patek on my wrist (gang)
    White diamonds, them shits hit pink (gang, gang)
    Got cold, had to go get a mink (gang)
    New finger ring sit like a sink (gang, gang)
    You a bad bitch, then we can link (what?)
    Hit the shower, you might stink (gang, gang)
    Bitches bad, yeah, they all migrate (uh)
    And she said “Lil Uzi so great” (uh, uh)
    How you deal with all that hate? (uh-uh)
    Shut up, bitch, don’t give me migraine
    New Patek on my wrist
    White diamonds, them shits hit pink
    Got cold, had to go get a mink
    New finger rings hit like a sink
    You a bad bitch, then we can link
    Hit the shower, you might stink
    Bitches bad, yeah, they on my grape (uh-uh)
    And she said “Lil Uzi so great”

    Ok, your girlfriend like my drip (drip, uh)
    Happy birthday to that bitch (bitch)
    Yeah, the one that suck my dick (dick, uh)
    Triple S got that extra grip (grip)
    So you know I cannot slip

    That jeweler me proud of my wrist (wrist)
    Franck Muller me proud of my wrist (wrist)
    Franck Muller me proud of my wrist (wrist)
    My shooters gon’ shoot, can’t miss
    My shooter got .30 on his hip
    Yeah I need my fix
    Was that a pair of boots from Rick?
    Had to tell that lil girl don’t trip
    Cool blood, but my money crip
    Got clap on lights no flick
    Can’t take no pic, no flick (no cap)
    Fuck that bitch in my new whip (skrr)
    Her ass so fat, can’t fit
    Her ass so fat, it’s amazing (amazing)
    Her ass so fat, it’s a miracle (miracle)
    Her last man money hysterical
    She from the six one nine, Rey Mysterio
    I’m the same nigga bustin’ their stereo
    Yeah, my boys on the block selling O’s, no cheerios
    I don’t wake up in the morning for cereal
    Flip the brick make the whole shit do a aerial
    Bang the shit out and make the hoes sing Ariel
    Silencers so they really can not hear me though
    Killing these beats, Lil Uzi a serial
    Clean up the body, prepare for the burial
    Burberry pants, I got Burberry tennis shoes
    I got the swag, probably I’ma finish you
    I am a octopus, I cannot breath without water
    So I put diamonds on my tentacles
    How is you stoppin’ us, they is not toppin’ us
    You know I had to cop that shit just by the twos
    Blood in my chakra, I will not pop at ya
    Put money on my head just for your album, bruh
    Tell me lil’ boy, if it’s beef I get to choppin’ shit up like it’s prime and treat you like you Optimus
    My chain white gold your shit look like copper bruh
    MCM yeah that shit made of ostrich bruh
    But I don’t wear that, give that to my hoes
    Yeah, I swear that lil’ nigga my clone
    I had to do this shit all on my own
    Yeah, slime shit, lil’ baby, put diamonds in my nose

    New Patek on my wrist (gang)
    White diamonds, them shits hit pink (gang, gang)
    Got cold, had to go get a mink (gang)
    New finger ring sit like a sink (gang, gang)
    You a bad bitch, then we can link (what?)
    Hit the shower, you might stink (gang, gang)
    Bitches bad, yeah, they on my grape (uh)
    And she said “Lil Uzi so great” (uh, uh)
    How you deal with all that hate? (uh-uh)
    Shut up, bitch, don’t give me migraine

    And your girlfriend like my drip (drip, uh)
    Happy birthday to that bitch (bitch)
    Yeah, the one that suck my dick (dick, uh)
    Triple S got that extra grip (grip)
    So you know I cannot slip
    That jeweler made part of my wrist

    Franck Muller made part of my wrist
    Franck Muller made part of my wrist
    New Rollie made a part of my wrist
    AP made part of my wrist
    New Richard on my wrist
    Got a millie down sellin’ my bank

    New Patek on my wrist (gang)
    White diamonds, them shits hit pink (gang, gang)
    Got cold, had to go get a mink (gang)
    New finger ring sit like a sink (gang, gang)
    You a bad bitch, then we can link (what?)
    Hit the shower, you might stink (gang, gang)
    Bitches bad, yeah, they on my grape (uh)
    And she said “Lil Uzi so great” (uh, uh)
    How you deal with all that hate? (uh-uh)
    Shut up, bitch, don’t give me migraine

    Throw up gang signs, Naruto
    Put metal in my nose like Pain
    Man, I never saw this bitch before
    How the fuck she know my name
    She said, “Lil Uzi, hello”
    I looked at her, “Oh, hey”
    You ain’t never seen pastry dough, well lil’ bitch, I got cake (ayy)
    Gettin’ money, I’m the man
    Gettin’ money, had to count the advance
    Saint Laurent all on my shoes, they not Vans
    Need a fan in case a nigga get hot
    ‘Member she ain’t want me back, I was popped
    On the block back before I had locks
    Red dot for a chicken eat pop
    MC told the bitch, “eat me cock”
    Motorcycle days, bitch, young jock
    That’s what I call her, she all on my top
    Rapstar or do he sell rock?
    He got files so he beatin’ the trial
    Couple racks, let them niggas run wild
    Super filthy, man, they livin’ so foul
    I got some real niggas that is locked up
    Tryna shade the bar just for the foul
    All my bitches want me to take a foul
    Live off verbs, and I live off of nouns
    He get money, then I had to say “how?”
    New rug, and it’s made out of wolf
    New rabbit, yeah, I use as a towel
    Lil’ bitch, yeah I run through the city
    Different spots in it just like a cow
    Yeah, I’m talkin’ ’bout a mansion, no house
    Yeah, my closet, yeah, that shit got a house
    Four years, I ain’t even see a mouse
    Please stop talking, bitch, put dick in your mouth
    We get money, what the fuck is a drought?
    Makin’ rain ’cause I’m up in the clouds
    Had to tell that lil’ bitch, get from around
    ‘Cause that little bitch be fuckin’ with clowns

    Let’s go, let’s go, had to tell that lil bitch, yeah let’s go
    Yeah, that lil nigga stole my swag, and he’s tryna steal my flow
    I had to switch it up one time just like I switch my phone
    I could try one more time, I can give this shit one more go
    I put hundreds in my safe (ayy)
    I throw twenties in her face
    I put the M in a J (ayy)
    I got a bae in the bay (ayy)
    I fucked on that nigga little bitch that’s the reason he tryna’ say that I’m gay (ayy)
    Way more coochie the kid slay (ayy)
    I sell a mil in a day (ayy)
    All of my bitches they grade A
    I do not get it in Canada, but when I’m in Toronto they treat me like Drake
    This a light jet, this a flight day
    Had that lil’ bitch, that’s on Myspace
    I can feel this shit in my veins
    Look at my neck, that’s an ice tray
    Come on tell me, what you sayin’
    (what you sayin’, what you sayin’, what you sayin’)

    And your girlfriend like my drip (drip, uh)
    Happy birthday to that bitch (bitch)
    Yeah, the one that suck my dick (dick, uh)
    Triple S got that extra grip (grip)
    (Oh yeah)

    Franck Muller made part of my wrist
    Franck Muller made part of my wrist
    New Rollie made part of my wrist
    AP made a part of my wrist
    New Richard on my wrist
    Got a millie down sellin’ my bank

    New Patek on my wrist
    White diamonds, them shits hit pink
    Got cold, had to go get a mink
    New finger ring sit like a sink
    You a bad bitch, then we can link (what?)
    Hit the shower, you might stink
    Bitches bad, yeah, they on my grape (uh)
    And she said “Lil Uzi so great” (uh, uh)
    How you deal with all that hate? (uh-uh)
    Shut up, bitch, don’t give me migraine

    Throw up gang signs, Naruto
    Put metal in my nose like Pain
    Man, I never saw this bitch before
    How the fuck she know my name
    She said, “Lil Uzi, hello”
    I looked at her, “Oh, hey”
    You ain’t never seen pastry dough, well lil’ bitch, I got cake (ayy)
    Gettin’ money, I’m the man
    Gettin’ money, had to count the advance
    Saint Laurent all on my shoes, they not Vans
    Need a fan in case a nigga get hot
    ‘Member she ain’t want me back, I was popped
    On the block back before I had locks
    Red dot for a chicken eat pop
    MC told the bitch, “eat me cock”

    Yeah, that’s it


  • MADEINTYO – Flooded (feat. Rich The Kidd)

    [Intro: MadeinTYO]
    Rocks on that bitch
    Rocks on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded

    [Chorus: MadeinTYO]
    Rocks on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
    Diamonds on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
    Pussy hella wet, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
    She gon’ make you cry, she got that onion, yeah yeah yeah
    MC Hammer, naw they can’t touch it, yeah yeah yeah
    Piece string with lean, she’ll bust it, yeah yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah, yeah
    Diamonds on that bitch there, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
    Diamonds on that bitch you know it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah

    [Verse 1: MadeinTYO]
    She gon’ suck me up, that mouth flooded, yeah yeah yeah
    Hella bitches, she fucking want it, yeah yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Ooh, cool cups on the ice, yeah, turn the lights, yeah (hey)
    Tokyo lil bright, yeah, not my type, yeah
    Cool cups on the ice, yeah, turn the lights, yeah (hey)
    Tokyo lil bright, yeah, not my type, yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Diamonds on that bitch you know it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
    Tell a hater come and get it, want it, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah
    Ooh it’s flooded, yeah
    She gon’ make you cry, she got that onion, yeah yeah

    [Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
    New freezer on me, yeah it’s flooded
    Racks on me like a hundred
    AP bust it down
    I was making real love in her mouth
    I’ma fuck three hoes then I kick ’em all out
    Back then I was broke, now my wrist iced out
    Four rings, eight chains, like fuck it
    Two models, redbones, and they fuckin’
    Straight to the top
    Old rappers, put ’em right in a box
    Wrist cost a lot
    Me and Tokyo race in a drop
    New Patek run a cool two hundred
    Thank god my whole wrist flooded
    Gucci ’cause I’m hot
    Fendi bought it out

    [Chorus: MadeinTYO]
    Rocks on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
    Diamonds on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
    Pussy hella wet, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
    She gon’ make you cry, she got that onion, yeah yeah yeah
    MC Hammer, naw they can’t touch it, yeah yeah yeah
    Piece string with lean, she’ll bust it, yeah yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah, yeah
    Diamonds on that bitch there, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
    Diamonds on that bitch you know it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah