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future & lil uzi vert - stripes like burberry lyrics
[intro: future & lil uzi vert]
dj escomoe city, the coolest dj on the motherf_ckin’ planet (oh)
escomoe free (oh)
[chorus: lil uzi vert]
i been lookin’ at the sun, but can’t worry
i’m my mama oldest son, can’t get buried
i got stripes in these streets like burberry
i remember i ain’t make a three, now i’m curry
i might pop a f_ck n_gga, yeah, like a wheely, yeah
i’m used to the murder, i’m from philly
money man, my money rubber bandin’, sh_t get silly
i used to drink the color purple, my plug ain’t seal it
[verse 1: lil uzi vert]
takin’ out two hundred at a time, stack it to the ceiling
i got me a brand_new coupe and i took off the ceiling
these boys not, uh, on my level, live on top of the building (yeah)
in the penthouse playin’ with a hundred like woah, i ain’t got no feelings
in the penthouse playin’ with a hundred like woah
big old bag like woah
get that cash like woah
snakes in the grass, got more
everything i say gon’ go
platinum rollie, no gold
told my girl fast and slow
you know how life goes
man, i got the best, i can’t worry
yeah, i can end your whole history
looking in my eyes, you see a demon, flames like fury
just act like everybody in the game, she said that y’all can share me
see i got the foreign cars, my n_ggas got foreigns and you know they is not holdin’ sh_t
see me pullin’ up, that boy got a foreign and you know that b_tch got the ownership
and if i’m in the passenger seat, you know that i got a thirty clip
and look at these n_ggas, they actin’ like gangsters, but they really just on some phony sh_t
see, i been in the field for a long time
bad b_tches try to f_ck on me, i remember when they ain’t pay me no mind
i remember when these boys tried to take me off my grind
i remember when these boys said that i would be nothin’
i remember when i had no money and i needed a lil’ frontin’
i remember before hundred percent, my boys got the work, had to cut it
i remember i started runnin’ this sh_t, you know i’m gonna keep runnin’ it
n_ggas, they mad ’cause i’m still sixteen when it comes to this
[chorus: lil uzi vert]
i been lookin’ at the sun, but can’t worry
i’m my mama oldest son, can’t get buried
i got stripes in these streets like burberry
i remember i ain’t make a three, now i’m curry
i might pop a f_ck n_gga like a wheely, yeah
i’m used to the murder, i’m from philly
money man, my money rubber bandin’, sh_t get silly
i used to drink the color purple, my plug ain’t seal it
i been lookin’ at the sun, i can’t worry
i’m my mama oldest son, can’t get buried
i got stripes in these streets like burberry
i remember i ain’t make a three, now i’m curry
i might nail a bad, bad b_tch like a hammer, yeah
i’m used to the murders, i’m from atlanta, yeah
all these bands i’m havin’, b_tch gettin’ silly, yeah
i just popped your b_tch like a wheelie, yeah
[verse 2: future]
got on baguetties like i been surfing, yes, i made it out that dirt
friends or foes, you never know, put your face on a shirt
knockin’ it straight out the park, yeah, shopping as soon as we land
sippin’ on mud like a trap star, it’s a gift, i count my blessings
in the penthouse playing with a hundred like woah
big old bag like woah
have a rack go attack like woah
a whole lot of b_tches on go
a whole lot of b_tches on go
platinum chain on glow
how many n_ggas you drop this week?
they’ll never let that go
sh_t gettin’ whacked, n_gga tryna get bands
streets gettin’ bl__dy for these bands
too corrupted, you can’t be carin’
hit him in the public, topped him and ran
floodin’ the ice ’cause the pain it take
need a new safe to hide all this cake, yeah
due to the fact i hustle, i get litty
puttin’ prices on your head like frank nitty, yeah
n_ggas get k!lled on camera in my city
when i got them bands, i can’t worry
[chorus: future]
i been lookin’ at the sun, i can’t worry
i’m my mama oldest son, can’t get buried
i got stripes in these streets like burberry
i remember i ain’t make a three, now i’m curry
i might nail a bad, bad b_tch like a hammer, yeah
i’m used to the murders, i’m from atlanta, yeah
all these bands i’m havin’, b_tch gettin’ silly, yeah
i just popped your b_tch like a wheelie, yeah
[outro: future]
as long as i got these bands, ain’t no worries
make your b_tch my number one fan and rock my jersey
and the way i shoot my shot, oh yes, i’m curry
i’m my mama oldest child, can’t get buried
and a n_gga got more stripes in the streets than burberry
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