Lil Uzi Vert - Endless Fashion (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Uzi Vert - Endless Fashion (en) Lyrics
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I sold my soul for Chrome Heart
mixed with Carhartt (What?)
Yes, I'm splashin' in fashion,
I can't take no loss (Loss)
I rock Junya on wannabes,
I got no heart (Heart)
I put Endless to denim on rims
on my car (Skrrt, woah)
I got a Republican doctor (Yeah)
Made my ass great again, MAGA (Woah)
Know you mad now, enchilada
When bitches test me, it
get messy like soccer
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart
mixed with Carhartt (Woah)
Yes, I'm splashin' in fashion,
I can't take no loss
I rock Junya on wannabes, I
got no heart (No wannabe)
I put Endless to denim on
rims on my car (Skrrt)
I got a Republican doctor (Ah)
Made my ass great again, MAGA
Bitch, don't make me rag you, pasta
I'm numbеr one, you could
only be dolce, Gabbana
I got a Chinеse girl, yeah,
she from Shanghai (Ni hao)
She goes to Parsons in New
York, got good eye
I know I love her, only
saw her two times
I met her at Dover Street
Market, good eye
Ayo, even if my name was Natalie Nunn
You bitches still couldn't
chin-check me
That's word to Chanel, they
ain't nothin' to see
Bitches on TV channelin' me
Harajuku Barbie, Roman Zolanski
From Red Ruby to Chun-Li
I put door knocker earrings
in Fendi (Oh)
Then stamped the trench coat Burberry
Where the C-O-M-P-E-T-I-T-I-
O-N? Don't see any (Oop)
Sittin' under stars in the
city lights (City lights)
Baby daddy tell me I got pretty
eyes (Pretty eyes)
Bitches only eatin' when I
dust crumbs (Dust crumbs)
I stay with that Uzi, I'm
his plus one (Oop)
I was really in the field
with Karl Lager' (Oop)
And now it's Heaven campaigns (R.I.P.)
Check in with Dapper Dan
when I'm in Harlem
My niggas'll blow like Virgil
I got that duffel (Heard you), mm
Everything we do, you motherfuckers
do it too
Heavy on it, tick-tick-tick-tick-
tick-tick-tick-tick too
Everything we do
These rappers can't dress,
yeah, they just be hatin'
I never ratted, but got
all the statements
Stopped wearing Kapital
'cause it got basic
I still wear Kapital, Uzi, stop fakin'
I used to wear more Number
(N)ine than Asians
I mix the Greg Lauren, Purple Label
My closet too cluttered,
clothes on my table
We wore that VLONE 'til
it turned faded
Yeah, I'm the reason why niggas
wear them Goyard bags (Yeah)
It was niggas doing it, but
I brought that shit to the
hood (I started that shit)
And I made that shit all good
(I started that shit)
They stalkin' my swag,
stalkin' my swag
I rock Junya on wannabes,
I got no heart
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart
mixed with Carhartt (Yes)
Yes, I'm splashin' in fashion,
I can't take no loss (No)
I put Endless to denim
on rims on my car
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