Lil Uzi Vert – A Lot


Eyes red like a rash (damn)
Fuck on your bitch ’cause she heaven sent
Hit the pedal and settle the gas (yeah)
‘Cause I’m always poppin’ tags (woah)
Grab it from the back, yeah
Slide around with the mop (yeah)
Smell on that girl and she heaven scent
This girl on my side so bad (yeah)
(What?) That’s your bitch or not?
Lambo your parkin’ lot (yeah, skrrt)
Used to have Ashley, used to have Keisha
I got all types of girls
Shoot at his leg, he hop
Shoot at his leg, he hop (skrrt)
When I’m in, it make her bite me back
Then I put dick all in Madison (yeah)
Ben Baller, cost a lot (yeah)
Pull up with the drop (yeah)
I don’t kiss a lot (What?)
I get fly like NAS (yeah)
Givin’ what I got (got)
Rockin’ that shit like its Vetements
In a Range, it’s not a Lamb’ (yeah)
Diamond wrist, a lot (ayy)
All we know is up the opps (yeah)
Give me a dance Oh you a stripper?
I’m gon’ shoot my shot (Yeah)
Got the Lambo, I ain’t want a Jag
And I always come in first
[Chorus]

All we know is up the opps (yeah)
Damn, 200 bands (what?)
So that’s why you’re always mad (yeah)
Givin’ what I got (got)
Get high off that hash (ayy)
Little nigga think he better than (what?)
Pull up with the drop (yeah)
Yeah Or just chase another bag?
Lil Uzi really a veteran (ooh)
Diamond fist, a lot (damn)
I don’t kiss a lot (What?)
Fuck what they say when we flockin’ in
[Verse 2]
Nike that Air when I smash (what?)
Little nigga I got hella bands (ayy)

Ben Baller, cost a lot (yeah)
They gettin’ money, no stoppin’ them (what?)
These niggas hatin’, treat ’em like spam (yeah)
Ben Baller, cost a lot (yeah)
My new coupe peel out the Radisson (hey)
Move through the dirt, blacky sand (yeah)

I don’t know my dash (yeah)
Go in the club and I’m throwin’ bands
I don’t miss a lot
Drive my car like NAS (yeah)
Yeah you know it’s digital
Used to have Ashley, used to have Keisha
Shoot at his leg, he hop
Shoot at his leg, he hop
My new coupe peel out the Radisson
All we know is up the opps (yeah)
Then I put dick all in Madison (yeah)
Slide around with the mop (yeah)
Diamond wrist, a lot (ayy)
[Verse 1]
I don’t miss a lot
Grab her waist real tight

But too bad the scale only stop at 10
Then I put dick all in Madison (yeah)
My new coupe peel out the Radisson
I’m gon’ shoot my shot (Yeah)
Dolce Gabbana my bag (yeah)
Smokin’ that gas, that’s my medicine (yeah)
Gettin’ these girls is what’s happenin’
And you always gotta settle for less
Movin’ that work, traffic (ayy)
Stand on my money, I’m 7’10" (damn)
Helicopter that I chopper in (ayy)
Nowadays I just be havin’ fans
Shoot at his leg, he hop (skrrt)
Where would the game be?
Diamond fist, a lot (damn)
Lambo your parkin’ lot (yeah, skrrt)
Lil Uzi Vert with that tether skin (yeah)
If I got locked up would you write me back
I’ma stay real as I can (pull up)
Slide around with the mop (yeah)
Walk around with all my hundred bands (yeah)
Look at you, gonna go shop again
She tryna swallow like cinnamon (damn)
My whip, she hoppin’ in (skrrt)
This still my first not my second win (ayy)
Chopper gon’ twerk, Pakistan (ayy)
Lambo your parkin’ lot (yeah, skrrt)
Ooh, that booty heaven sent (yeah)
Diamonds so clear, that’s spick and span
She tried to wave and I drove right past (skrrt)
[Chorus]
Had her in my path
Just know I’m always with something tan
Used to have Ashley, used to have Keisha
All different girls, like where your type be at?

[Chorus]
Rockin’ Vements (uh, yeah)
I’m mixin’ them words like a synonym
(What?) That’s your bitch or not?
(Yeah) Gettin’ this money, what’s happenin’?