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Yeah Kool

by Lil Uzi Vert

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Yeah I'm sleep on 'em, but I can't sleep on 'em (sleep) Hit the pussy, broke the Cuban link on 'em (ah) I'm involved, but you won't hear a peep from me (yeah) I took my teeth and I threw Ds on 'em (shh) When she talking, she better put please on 'em (please) Talking cold, then we put forsureski on it (yeah) Yeah, cool Nigga want a problem, yeah, cool Nigga, no problem, yeah, cool (yeah) Chop up a choppa, yeah, cool We 'bout them numbers, yeah, cool (yeah) Aim at a copper, yeah, cool My wrist is all cut up, yeah, cool (cut up) Came from the bottom now I got her on top And she swear that she love me, yeah, cool (ayy, FXXXXY) Aim at the door and I told her one minute I pop when I want, you can call me lieutenant Bitches gave up on me, know they regret it The niggas they fuckin' get fired from Denny's That's what you get for exposing your feelings (yeah) If you was silent, wouldn't listen 'em (yeah) Check my streams, if I said it, I meant it (yeah) I'd rather go broke 'fore I fuck with y'all niggas (yeah, yeah) Serena around my neck, yeah, these chains playin' tennis (forsureski) Nah, for real (forsureski) Call the medic (forsureski, the world is yours) None of y'all safe (yeah) I drop my Cuban link bracelet behind your head, boy, blame your bitch I'm goin' digital with all my gunners from the bottom, nigga We gun off the bitch She wasn't checkin' on me, now she checkin' in with me (yeah), no cap More cash, no slack Dead friends, toe tag Why the fuck you get that watch, fool? (watch) I heard they callin' the swat, fool (the swat) Got it out the bottom of the box, fool Dallas nigga, eat dog food (grrrt) Reflex, blood diamonds in my mouth, but she got sea sick (uh) Bad ho, bitch had me stealing up out of Victoria's Secret Rap star, but I pull up to your ho and I'm dressed like American Reject (uh) I'm reppin' CC gang, ho Cash cartel, rain coat Yeah, cool Nigga want a problem, yeah, cool Nigga, no problem, yeah, cool (yeah, yeah) Chop up a choppa, yeah, cool We 'bout them numbers, yeah, cool Aim at a copper, yeah, cool (cash) My wrist is all cut up, yeah, cool (cash) Came from the bottom now I got her on top (Lil Uzi) And she swear that she love me, yeah, cool Lil Uzi Vertski Droppin' the top, forsureski (yeah, yeah) Droppin' the top, yessirski (yeah, yeah) Droppin' the top, forsureski (Exclusive) Droppin' the top, yessirski I'm in a drop, I'm Gretzky Diamonds they icy, uh-huh, yeah She wanna top the squad, yeah She wanna get in our rides, yeah Pull out that mula on mula (yeah) Pull out that mula on mula on mula (yeah) Pull out that mula on mula on mula (yeah) Pull out that mula on mula on mula I gave my ruler, my ruger to my shooter (brrrt) I move my boy off the grid, that Bermuda We got them R.I.P. tips in this ruler Aim at his head, I leavin' him with the ruler Money ain't with me like I'm Mr. Cooper (new shit) Jewish bitch on me, she trust me, I'm groovy I swear I love her, I'm not tryna choose Skinny nigga, but my pockets big My nigga fourteen, I swear he will shoot ya Man, fuck a chopper, he need a bazooka (Uzi) Christian Dior, you know that I rebuke you It is no way that I am scared of lose you With the freebase, I don't know what I'm doin' Yeah, I can just spaz on this bitch Yeah, I can just spaz on this bitch Yeah, put smash class on my wrist, yeah Yeah, cool Nigga want a problem, yeah, cool Nigga, no problem, yeah, cool (yeah) Chop up a choppa, yeah, cool We 'bout them numbers, yeah, cool (yeah) Aim at a copper, yeah, cool My wrist is all cut up, yeah, cool (yeah) Came from the bottom now I got her on top And she swear that she love me, yeah, cool New baguette and these pure emerald diamonds (cash, cash) I'm on suicide watch 'cause I cut up my wrist now it's blinding Yeah, that's the reason why these niggas mad, I'm shining (cash, let's go) Got an extra key to your house 'cause she like me (cash) New baguette and these pure emerald diamonds (the world is yours, nigga) New baguette and these pure emerald diamonds (yeah, cool) Yeah, cool

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