Lil' Uzi Vert

Lil' Uzi Vert - Grow Up lyrics

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She ride my dick 'til I slow up (yeah!)

Drink Hennessy 'til she throw up

Yeah, she 'bout to go up (ugh)



Hey, she really tore up (damn, mil')

I got my dough up (yeah, yeah)

Say I took your style

Nigga just grow up (oh well)

She ride my dick 'til I slow up (yeah!)

Drink Hennessy 'til she throw up

Yeah, she 'bout to go up (ugh)

Hey, she really tore up (damn, mil')

I got my dough up (yeah, yeah)

Say I took your style

Nigga just grow up (oh well)

She ride my dick 'til I slow up (yeah!)

Drink Hennessy 'til she throw up

Yeah, she 'bout to go up (ugh)

Hey, she really tore up (damn, mil')

I got my dough up (yeah, yeah)

Say I took your style

Nigga just grow up (oh well)



Yeah, no cake

In your pockets, no cake

In your pockets, no bank

No big bank, you ain't

Got no wallet, no bank

In your what?

I got bank in my pocket, no hoes

On your roster, you niggas, y'all is imposters

Yeah, kicked it one time with your girl

And I swear we play soccer

Damn, I do not keep her

Hey, 'cause that girl, she is a bopper

Yeah, pass her right to my friends, ayy

Yeah, I turn that girl to a hopper

Hey, she jump on top in the back

Hey, I told that girl she a topper

Hey, Alexander and McQueen

Yeah, pants so clean they look like some Dockers

Ride it four stroke and I crank the Dorado

This shit so sturdy I wheelie through potholes

Somewhere in the Philippines

Yeah my new girl, she look just like a model

Don't know if she feelin' me

Oh she really, I'm just chasin' it



She ride my dick 'til I slow up (yeah!)

Drink Hennessy 'til she throw up

Yeah, she 'bout to go up (ugh)

Hey, she really tore up (damn, mil')

I got my dough up (yeah, yeah)

Say I took your style

Nigga just grow up (oh well)

She ride my dick 'til I slow up (yeah!)

Drink Hennessy 'til she throw up

Yeah, she 'bout to go up (ugh)

Hey, she really tore up (damn, mil')

I got my dough up (yeah, yeah)

Say I took your style

Nigga just grow up(oh well)



Why do these boys hate?

Oooh, yeah, but they don't know me

Yeah, ballin' like Kobe (I'm ballin')

Yeah, flooded my Rollie, yeah

Diamonds on solar

Diamonds got colder

Other words: diamonds got polar

Chopper on shoulder

Got range like Rover (woah)

If she don't wanna stay I won't hold her (I won't)

But first better give me brain 'til your throat hurt (yeah)

I'm young enough for your daughter

Young enough for your daughter

Yeah, diamonds look like water

The water in Bora Bora (hey)

Got money all on the floor

My baby galore, she look like Laura

Yeah, had to cut her off, feelin' like Zorro

I'm just playin', I'll see her tomorrow (I'll see her)

Yeah my diamonds hittin' like stars

Yeah my diamonds hittin' like stars

24 karat, see in the dark

Yeah, last night it was dark (hey)

Had your girl in my car

Didn't make it to my crib, that thing, it was parked

Yeah, I hit that thing in the park (ooh)

Yeah, heard her last man was a narc

Yeah, he really don't got no heart

Yeah, sabre my tooth like a shark



She ride my dick 'til I slow up (yeah!)

Drink Hennessy 'til she throw up

Yeah, she 'bout to go up (ugh)

Hey, she really tore up (damn, mil')

I got my dough up (yeah, yeah)

Say I took your style

Nigga just grow up (oh well)

She ride my dick 'til I slow up (yeah!)

Drink Hennessy 'til she throw up

Yeah, she 'bout to go up (ugh)

Hey, she really tore up (damn, mil')

I got my dough up (yeah, yeah)

Say I took your style

Nigga just grow up (oh well)
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