Lil Uzi Vert - Wassup (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Uzi Vert - Wassup (en) Lyrics
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What's, what's, what's up?
Play that trumpet for the
real niggas (What's up?)
What's up?
Play that trumpet for the real niggas
Yeah, let's do it (Yo,
Pi'erre, yo, Pi'erre)
Yeah, let's, let's do it
What's up? (Yeah)
What's up? (Woo)
Uh, I'ma make sure they remember me
'Cause I walk around with
lot of enemies (Woah)
I'ma make sure that they feelin' me
So I walk around with a new
lemon squeeze (Woah)
Everybody know I am from
outer space (Yeah)
So you know that aliens
be sendin' me (Woah)
Yes, I walk around, pocket
got bank account
If you wanna catch up,
need like ten of me
No, statistically, I can't
win every time
But you know the score prolly
like ten to three
And them three times that
I had to take an L
I remember them boys
tried to finish me
Said we roll a 'Wood, I
roll like fifty L's
They say, "How you keep
all of that energy?"
'Cause I can't go back to the hood where
them niggas could send at me
I remember livin' right next
to my enemy (Woah)
Now I got too much money,
I could blow up your whole
vicinity (Yeah, yeah)
Gettin' too much money, I can
build me a new facility (Lil
Uzi Vert, yeah, yeah)
I fuck her three times, so I call that
girl, um, a trinity (Woah, woah)
Uh, and no time, I would never ever
let 'em sentence me (Woah, at all)
And in no time, gotta duck off
'cause these niggas would
love killin' me (Yeah)
What's up? (What's up?)
Don't deal with the lies
and the frauds (No)
That's why I don't get involved
What's up? (Ayy)
Everybody know I am from outer space
So you know that aliens
be sendin' me (Yeah)
Everybody know I come from outer space
I got racks on me, you
do not wanna race
I got enemies so niggas gonna hate
Keep that semi on me,
get you out my way
Hit a new mistress every day
Got the new bitch, get on the cake
Got that lemon squeeze
for the trigger play
Got some red toes, she on the way
I got Koreans, F&Ns
Rose gold diamonds same color Hen'
Cops tryna arrest me,
I'm gone in the wind
You cannot catch me or
none of my friends
You know that Richard
Mille cost me a Benz
You know we get it poppin' on my end
You see these blue face Benjamins
See the way these diamonds
sittin' off the lens
You know we comin' in number one
You know we gon' kill
the whole summer too
You know I'm blowin' up
like an atomic bomb
You know it ain't nothin' to do
And I'm steppin', I'm steppin'
in one-of-ones
Margielas got me walkin' on the moon
All this money got me
like I'm on shrooms
Drankin' yellow, feelin' like a tycoon
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