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Homecoming
by LIL UZI VERT

I got one girl from Philly, I think her name Nicki
And I fuck with Nicki 'cause she not too picky
And she not too choosy but sometimes she bougie
I play with her kitty, until it get sticky
I'm movin' the bitch, just like an alien
Chop with a fifty, my Uzi Israeli
See, I turned to the boss, can't deal with no middleman
Anthony Davis, don't deal with the Pelicans
Straight out the mud, we got that work that turn you to the Grudge
Leave you slow like a snail, you get hit with these slugs
I say how I feel and I do what I want
And not just because it is what it was
I'm high like a bird, man, but don't got on Lugz
Know you heard what I said, got this shit out the mud
I'm not in these streets, I'm just close with plug
I just saw his mother, I gave her a hug

If you talkin' 'bout the work, nigga, just hide that, supply that
Stuff a hundred rounds in the compact, contact
I probably fucked the bitch from your home town projects
Opened up her mouth, put my dick up inside that
She don't get high, but she geeked off the contact
That's why I'll never ever ever keep in contact
Just closed case, so a nigga can't find that
Baby, where your mind at?
Come here girl, sign that
Matter fact, uh, never mind then
Front door, find that after the climax
And she screamin' my name every time we behind it
When I heard the door, get up, baby, where my nine at?
Water on my neck, 3D like it's IMAX (water)
Diamonds turned a bird to a goddamn blind bat
Ass so fat that I gotta hit beside that
Heard a nigga put his Lamb' trucks on finance
Whoa (no, no, no), y'all niggas insane
No, we not the same, I'm more like a big body, you like a Range
These niggas, they frauds, they reppin' my gang
Like, what's up with that? (Nah, for real)
I just pulled up, Maybach, yeah
And that shit all matte black, yeah

I got one girl from Philly, I think her name Nicki
And I fuck with Nicki 'cause she not too picky
And she not too choosy but sometimes she bougie
I play with her kitty, until it get sticky
I'm movin' the bitch, just like an alien
Chop with a fifty, my Uzi Israeli
See, I turned to the boss, can't deal with no middleman
Anthony Davis, don't deal with the Pelicans
Straight out the mud, we got that work that turn you to the Grudge
Leave you slow like a snail, you get hit with these slugs
I say how I feel and I do what I want
And not just because it is what it was
I'm high like a bird, man, but don't got on Lugz
Know you heard what I said, got this shit out the mud
I'm not in these streets, I'm just close with plug
I just saw his mother, I gave her a hug

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (drip so hard), yeah
It's Lil Uzi Vert
Uh, whoa (made it rain in this bitch), it's Lil Uzi Vert
See, I got on my Chrome Hearts (yeah, yeah)
One, two, three, let's go! (It's Lil Uzi Vert)

Yeah, ever since Clifford, yeah, Uzi been the big dog
Drippin' in this Ragu, you know I got the big sauce
Every outfit, yeah, I got to get the pic' off
Said I know, I know you gon' return to the big boss
Ran this shit back like a motherfuckin' kick off
(I just ran this shit back like a motherfuckin' kick off)
Forty-five-hundred for some Margiela kick off's
Got a yellow diamond Patek like my wrist too pissed off
Laughin' to the bank, it's funny (ha-ha)
Go get you some, go get your own money
Hold on, I got you with some loan money
Matter fact, you ain't help me when I had no money
Three-hundred thousand, yeah, that's your money
Twenty more million, that's tour money
If you fuck me good, that's your money

I got one girl from Philly, I think her name Nicki
And I fuck with Nicki 'cause she not too picky
And she not too choosy but sometimes she bougie
I play with her kitty, until it get sticky
I'm movin' the bitch, just like an alien
Chop with a fifty, my Uzi Israeli
See, I turned to the boss, can't deal with no middleman
Anthony Davis, don't deal with the Pelicans
Straight out the mud, we got that work that turn you to the Grudge
Leave you slow like a snail, you get hit with these slugs
I say how I feel and I do what I want
And not just because it is what it was
I'm high like a bird, man, but don't got on Lugz
Know you heard what I said, got this shit out the mud
I'm not in these streets, I'm just close with plug
I just saw his mother, I gave her a hug

I just pulled up, Maybach, yeah, and that shit all matte black, yeah (all matte black)
I just pulled up, Maybach, yeah, and that shit all matte black, yeah
And that shit all matte black, yeah

Wait, what the fu', why am I strapped in?
Wait, I just gotta hit this button
I'm out

Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Symere Woods

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