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Correct Of Course Lyrics
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Lil Uzi Vert
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Correct Of Course
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[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert & Matt Ox] Uh, uh, uh, uh (yuh, be quiet) Oogie Mane he killed it Uh, uh, uh, uh (Big bad bitches, big bad... Lil Uzi) Yeah Uh uh Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah) Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah) Uh, uh, uh, uh (yah) Uh, uh, uh, uh (yah) [Chorus] I can't flex no more gave my watch to my best friend (yah) Got the shit you can't afford, 100k right on my necklace (yeah) I be calling your bitch when I'm bored right after past-tense (woah) I be drippin' and swaggin' of course, ay [Verse 1] I put two in that four Woah, I’m right here I got opps from the 30 and I ain't scared Pulled up in a 30, they some squares Got a Glock with a 30 and I ain't scared I'm not flexin' on you baby it's right here Get a Glock and I pulled up to your trap So let it ride off my dick like my coupe right here Throw it up don't be scared I was throwin' up and it was clear I took too much molly I can't hear I fucked so many hoes, I had to go and just switch states Raf Simons on my jeans but I’m still on my Rick stage Sure your Rollie’s gold but it’s not no big face Bitch you know I know where your bitch stay at I walk like a lick, aye Got a big Glock on my hip aye that’s where the stick stay, aye (yuh) [Chorus] Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, (yeah) uh Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah) Uh, uh, uh, uh I can't flex no more gave my watch to my best friend (yah) Got the shit you can't afford, 100k right on my necklace (yeah) I be calling your bitch when I'm bored right after past-tense (woah) I be drippin' and swaggin' of course, ay [Verse 2] How many hundred thousand you make this year on my 32nd I fucked that bitch on a perc for an hour, I don’t do 30 seconds I'm from the 1600 so I don't fuck with no 32nd These next few days you know we rocking know we gon wreck shit Rest in peace Chico that's why you know that I'm gonna keep checks in Sometimes I call his phone, sometimes I still wanna text him He was lackin by the ops I can't believe that they next him I was standing by the op, I had 30 on my weapon I'm standing by the ops I'm standing by the ops I'm standing by the ops I'm standing by the ops I do the dash on the cop Digital dash on my drop I turned myself to a boss Fuck you nigga, learn the law Baby girl head game strong She suck my dick so long Tell me whatchu want I can get you on You think he get money, huh Look at his chain, no pointers Here's my world, come join us So much swag, can't afford it [Chorus] Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah) Uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah) Uh, uh, uh, uh (yah) Uh, uh, uh, uh (yah) I can't flex no more gave my watch to my best friend (yeah) Got the shit you can't afford, 100k right on my necklace (yeah) I be calling your bitch when I'm bored right after past-tense (woah) I be drippin' and swaggin' of course, ooh Yeah [Outro] No he didn't Yes I did No he didn't Yes I did No he didn't Yes I did No he didn't Yes I did
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