Lil Uzi Vert Dolly

Текст песни Lil Uzi Vert - Dolly

[Pre-Chorus]
Somebody please call me your gentleman
She came to me and said that "You cannot be a better one"
Swag disease, look at my jeans and the Gucci gon' buckle up
Sippin' that Tussion', had me tussled up, I had to tussle the muscle up

[Chorus]
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max

Bridge:
Know I'm finessing the pack (aye)
Know I'm gonna make it right back (yeah)
100k right in my back (aye)
I take a vacay and relax (yeah)
Hey, Dolly, yeah
Woah, hey, Dolly, yeah, ayy

Verse-1:
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max
Get that check like Max
Rep the set like Max
Spend it, I make it right back
I move and finesse and I pack
This shit here right off the head
It's "Mr. All My Friends Are Dead"
I let your bitch play with my dreads
Then she proceeds to give me head
You know my windows, yeah, they tinted
So you cannot see 'em, what's in
But I pull up in a new Bentley
So you wanna see 'em, what's in
Interior, that shit all is red
You spilled the Tec, won't see the red
I got a Tec, one in the head
Got so much ice, I need a sled
My choppa in stock, get attached
I pull in Audi, matte black
You know that [?], yuh
All of my niggas, they back, yuh

Chorus:
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max

Bridge:
You know that I'm getting them racks
I move and finesse in the pack
100k right in my back
I take a vacay and relax
Hey, Dolly, yeah
Woah, hey, Dolly, yeah, ayy

Verse-2:
Thought you really had my back
He ain't really had my back
I ain't really with no stress
Caught all strings attached
And I know, Dolly, come back
And I know, Dora, come back
And you know, Thug, I'm back
Bitch, we have no rest
Man, I'm in way back
When I had [?] racks
When I had two, three racks
No, I had ten, twelve racks
Now I got three million stacks
Pull off on a jet, yeah
We want more, not less
Slimey cup of mess

Pre-Chorus:
Somebody please call me your gentleman
She came to me and said that "You cannot be a better one"
Swag disease, look at my jeans and the Gucci gon' buckle up
Sippin' that Tussion', had me tussled up, I had to tussle the muscle up

Chorus:
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max
Hit the trap like Max

Bridge:
You know that I'm getting them racks
I move and finesse in the pack
100k right in my back
I take a vacay and relax
Hey, Dolly, yeah
Woah, hey, Dolly, yeah

Outro:
And I know, Dolly, come back
And I know, Dora, come back
And you know, Thug, I'm back
Bitch, we have no rest
And I know, Dolly, come back
And I know, Dora, come back
And you know, Thug, I'm back
Bitch, we have no rest