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Lil Uzi Vert - Mcwhistle Lyrics

Woah, yes
And you know this just, um (haha), one of those days where— (I)
I just— I just put it all on the line (yeah), 'cause, girl, you a dime
And I wanna make you mine, even when the Sun don't shine

Still on go, still on go
Keep that on the low, keep that on the low
I don't wanna fight no more, I don't wanna fight no more (just)
Wonder what's inside of your clothes, yeah (woah)
I wanna see what you on, I wanna see what you on (yeah)
You keep on callin' my phone, yeah (hello, who this?)
Textin' me like: I'm alone (ooh)
But I got my own at home
You sendin' me messages like: Why you just leave me alone?
Then send me a picture with no panties on but that thong
She got that water, I can't wear jeans, I got to wear shorts (yeah)
Talk 'bout that box, she got that smoke like a newport
Yeah, I be in it, of course

She callin' my phone, makin' the spot hot
Every time I'm home, put that girl on block
She tryna move on, I know that's a lie
Girls that got them finstas, deep down, they still cry
She callin' my phone, makin' the spot hot
Every time I'm home, put that girl on block
She tryna move on, I know that's a lie
Girls that got them finstas, deep down, they still cry (yeah)

Yes sir, yes sir, all my girls say: Yes sir
No, she do no elon musk, but she want a tesla (huh?)
O-m-g, she geeked up, this girl is a tester
I just popped a g6, she turn to a leopard (woah)
Yes sir, yes sir, all my girls say: Yes sir
No, she do no elon musk, but she want a tesla
O-m-g, she geeked up, this girl is a tester (oh my God)
I just popped a g6, she turn to a leopard (woah)

I got girls in real life, I got girls on meta
Basically, I'm sayin', run through hoes like devin hester
I got pretty bad bitches, I got hood ho steppers
Cut my white girl off, 'cause she fuckin' with, um, chester
But I got the cheese's, swag so hard, no reason
I could make you cum, but it's better when you leavin'
Save her name as patek, 'cause her real name geneva
No, bitch, you ain't low, last week, you was all in veeze whip

She callin' my phone, makin' the spot hot
Every time I'm home, put that girl on block
She tryna move on, I know that's a lie
Girls that got them finstas, deep down, they still cry
She callin' my phone, makin' the spot hot
Every time I'm home, put that girl on block
She tryna move on, I know that's a lie
Girls that got them finstas, deep down, they still cry (yeah)