Flooded The Face – Lil Uzi Vert

Letra Lil Uzi Vert – Flooded The Face

Pull up if you really with it
Pull up if you really with it
Pull up if you really with the shits
Pull up if you really with the shits
Uzi, Uzi
Wake up (If you really with the shits)
Haha, Uzi, not again
You’re never gonna change
Yeah

First of all, I f*** eight bitches a day (Yeah)
How could you ever say Lil Uzi gay? (How?)
Fuck four of ‘em raw, f*** four of ‘em safe
Think I’m splittin’ the odds before you to debate
Don’t want no pu***, want oral today
Pull out your tongue and just twirl it, baby
She lick on my backwood in Prada, baby
Diamonds so wet, like a swirly, baby
Got more than a .40, if I pulled out a TEC with my borin’ shit
If I’m pourin’, then you pourin’ and we pourin’ shit
I f*** you, bitch, on cam, like a porno flick
I put diamonds everywhere, that’s morterous
Outlet broke, now I’m mornin’ rich
Brand new foreign, now I’m florin’ it (Yeah)
Don’t hеad broke, no ignorin’ it

Yeah
I’ma let you know
I ain’t worried ‘bout nothin’
‘Cause I’ma keep gettin’ this guap
Mula, bands, money, whatever you call it, fetti
I tell you you got time to learn about me
Now I knew you was a fan, but you ain’t gettin’ no money

Flooded the face, matted the Wraith (Woo, woo)
Got a new house, unlimited space (Woo, woo)
It was just hard, now my life great (Woo, woo)
Now that lil’ girl gonna do what I say
Diamond like lake, water like sink
Pocket on Brinks, pull up in tank
Pull up in coupe, who wanna race? (Skrrt)
Smokin’ that gas, don’t hit the brakes
Flooded the face, matted the Wraith (Woo, woo)
Got a new house, unlimited space (Woo, woo)
It was just hard, now my life great (Woo, woo)
Now that lil’ girl gonna do what I say
Diamond like lake, water like sink
Pocket on Brinks, pull up in tank
Pull up in coupe, who wanna race? (Skrrt)
Smokin’ that gas, don’t hit the brakes

Diamond my Rollie, diamond my Patek
This an AP and the hand automatic
Whippin’ that white in the kitchen, Bob Saget
Whippin’ it slow, need to whip a lil’ faster
I got the swag, won’t fashion, no more bastard
Rock up my jean, they tat’ leather, Mick Jagger
You think you fly, but your swag a track max
They want my sauce, because I’m a chick magnet
I don’t work in my hat and I pull out a rabbit
Bro made a lot as I trap out the caption
All on my web and them bitches automatic
Y’all do not f*** with no semi-automatic
Girl, don’t call my name, you know you call me daddy
I was off a xanny, walkin’ like “What happened?”
All these niggas, they be lyin’, they be cappin’
I just pulled up to the bank and started laughin’

Started laughin’
And stayed laughin’, stayed at it
I paved at it, was brave at it
Stayed stackin’, new Aston (Yeah)