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Yeah Kool (Explicit)

FXXXXY, Lil Uzi Vert
2021-04-023:12 minLetras sincronizadas

"Yeah Kool (Explicit)" es una canción de FXXXXY, Lil Uzi Vert, 2021, Pop. La canción dura 3:12, 97 lines / 780 words.

Letra

0:01Yeah (Let's go, Mario)
0:03I’m sleep on 'em, but I can't sleep on ’em (Sleep)
0:05Hit the pussy, broke the Cuban link on 'em (Ah)
0:07I'm involved, but you won't hear a peep from me (Yeah)
0:08I took my teeth and I threw V's on 'em (Shh)
0:10When she talking, she better put please on 'em (Please)
0:12Talking cold, then we put forsureski on it (Yeah)
0:14Yeah, cool
0:15Nigga want a problem, yeah, cool
0:17Nigga, no problem, yeah, cool (Yeah)
0:19Chop up a choppa, yeah, cool
0:20We 'bout them numbers, yeah, cool (Yeah)
0:22Aim at a copper, yeah, cool
0:24My wrist is all cut up, yеah, cool (Cut up)
0:26Came from the bottom now I got her on top
0:28And shе swear that she love me, yeah, cool (Ayy, FXXXXY)
0:30Aim at the door and I told her one minute
0:31I pop when I want, you can call me
0:33Bitches gave up on me, know they regret it
0:35The niggas they fuckin’ get fired from Denny’s
0:37That's what you get for exposing your feelings (Yeah)
0:38If you were silent, would’ve listened (Yeah)
0:40Check my streams, if I said it, I meant it (Yeah)
0:42I'd rather go broke 'fore I fuck with y'all niggas (Yeah, yeah)
0:44Serena around my neck, yeah, these chains playin’ tennis (Forsureski)
0:46Nah, for real (Forsureski)
0:48Call the medic (Forsureski, the world is yours)
0:50None of y'all safe (Yeah)
0:52I drop my Cuban link bracelet behind your head, boy, blame your bitch
0:55I'm goin' digital with all my gunners from the bottom, nigga, we gun off the bitch
0:59She wasn't checkin' on me, now she checkin' in with me (Yeah), no cap
1:02More cash, no slack
1:04Dead friends, toe tag
1:06Why the fuck you get that watch, fool? (Watch)
1:08I heard they callin' the swat, fool (The swat)
1:10Got it out the bottom, out the box, fool
1:12Dallas nigga, eat dog food (Grrrt)
1:13Reflex, blood diamonds in my mouth, but she got sea sick (Uh)
1:17Bad ho', bitch had me stealing up out of Victoria Secret
1:21Rap star, but I pull up to your ho' and I'm dressed like American Reject (Uh)
1:25I'm reppin' CC gang, ho'
1:26Cash cartel, rain coat
1:28Yeah, cool
1:29Nigga want a problem, yeah, cool
1:30Nigga, no problem, yeah, cool (Yeah, yeah)
1:32Chop up a choppa, yeah, cool
1:34We 'bout them numbers, yeah, cool
1:36Aim at a copper, yeah, cool (Yeah)
1:38My wrist is all cut up, yeah, cool (Cash)
1:40Came from the bottom now I got her on top (Lil Uzi)
1:41And she swear that she love me, yeah, cool (Uzi Vert)
1:43Yessirski
1:44Droppin' the top, forsureski (Yeah, yeah)
1:46Droppin' the top, yessirski (Yeah, yeah)
1:47Droppin' the top, forsureski (Exclusive)
1:49Droppin' the top, yessirski
1:51I'm in a drop, I'm Gretzky
1:53Diamonds they icy, uh-huh, yeah
1:55She wanna top the squad, yeah
1:57She wanna get in our rides, yeah
1:58Pull out that mula on mula (Yeah)
1:59Pull out that mula on mula on mula (Yeah)
2:01Pull out that mula on mula on mula (Yeah)
2:03Pull out that mula on mula on mula
2:05I gave my ruler, my ruger to my shooter (Brrrt)
2:07I move my boy off the grid, that Bermuda
2:08We got them R.I.P. tips in this ruler
2:10Aim at his head, I leavin' him with the ruler
2:12Money ain't with me like I'm Mr. Cooper (New shit)
2:14Jewish bitch on me, she trust me, I'm groovy
2:16I swear I love her, I'm not tryna choose
2:18Skinny nigga, but my pockets big
2:20My nigga 14, I swear he will shoot ya
2:21Man, fuck a chopper, he need a bazooka (Uzi)
2:23Christian Dior, you know that I rebuke you
2:25It is no way that I am scared of losin'
2:27With the Freebandz, I don't know what I'm doin'
2:29Yeah, I can just spaz on this bitch
2:31Yeah, I can just spaz on this bitch
2:32Yeah, put smash class on my wrist, yeah
2:35Yeah, cool
2:35Nigga want a problem, yeah, cool
2:37Nigga, no problem, yeah, cool (Yeah)
2:39Chop up a choppa, yeah, cool
2:41We 'bout them numbers, yeah, cool (Yeah)
2:43Aim at a copper, yeah, cool
2:44My wrist is all cut up, yeah, cool (Yeah)
2:46Came from the bottom now I got her on top
2:48And she swear that she love me, yeah, cool
2:50New baguette and these pure emerald diamonds (Cash, cash)
2:53I'm on suicide watch 'cause I cut up my wrist now it's blinding
2:57Yeah, that's the reason that these niggas mad, I'm shining (Cash, let's go)
3:00Got an extra key to your house 'cause she like me (Cash)
3:04New baguette and these pure emerald diamonds (The world is yours, nigga)
3:08New baguette and these pure emerald diamonds
3:09Yeah, cool
3:12Yeah, cool
Yeah (Let's go, Mario)
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 V's 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, yеah, cool (Cut up)
Came from the bottom now I got her on top
And shе 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
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 were silent, would’ve listened (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, out 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 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 (Yeah)
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 (Uzi Vert)
Yessirski
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 14, 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 losin'
With the Freebandz, 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 that 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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