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That’s It Lyrics/Letra/Paroles Download is an English song sung by Lil Uzi Vert & Future. You can download Lil Uzi Vert’s That’s It song Lyrics in PDF and LRC File here.
LRC File Download (*.lrc) [length:03:48.86]
That's It LRC Format
[ti:That’s It] [ar:Lil Uzi Vert & Future] [lang:English] [length:03:48.86] [by:Jun] [re:www.rclyricsband.com] [ve:v0.0.5]
[00:00.00] [00:02.53]Me and Wheezy, that’s the wave
[00:03.48]Look through the ice in this platinum, I did a 180, I went up the wrong way
[00:07.25]Look at the bezel, it twinkle and glisten and shine, you gon’ need you some sunblock
[00:11.14]Thousands of grams on grams and certified stones, it came on a timeclock
[00:14.97]All of my whoadies coyotes, we stickin’ together, we comin’ like shottas
[00:18.97]Put a tracker on that bitch if you love her, ’cause she comin’ through
like a goon squad
[00:22.86]I put it on, then it’s over, I got different designers all over
[00:27.30]Coupes on coupes, chop the top off the Rolls-Royce truck, you know it’s gon’ be over
[00:30.67]Bitch do whatever I say, she on front line, come through like a soldier
[00:34.56]Now that you got my attention, you ’bout to get put on suspension if I see the greed
[00:38.46]Like I’m a part of the lynching, got 21 chains on my neck, had to go Dominique
[00:42.12]Break the
codeine and roll up a leaf, I fuck on his bitch, now she so bossy
[00:45.80]Stella McCartney, I’m drippin’ so nerdy, my fit was a birdie alone, that was it
[00:49.63]Talk a few bales, oh yeah, that’s it
[00:51.66]Burnin’ down Rodeo, oh yeah, that’s it
[00:53.34]I could put it on a scale, oh yeah, that’s it
[00:55.59]Ballin’ in Chanel, like a player, that’s it
[00:57.54]Rainbow Rollie, oh no, that’s it
[00:59.42]Got a bisexual girl, that’s it
[01:01.35]Do it
professional, girl, that’s it
[01:03.31]Treat me like a mayor, oh yeah, that’s it
[01:05.29]Put her on a jet at the Clear, that’s it
[01:07.27]She got no face, and for me, that’s it (that’s it)
[01:09.13]I’m pulling her hair every time, that is it (is it)
[01:11.03]She don’t wear no underwear in my crib (my crib)
[01:13.02]Every time I’m in it, you know I’m gon’ slip (I’m in)
[01:15.02]Touchin’ on the water, start matching my wrist (woah, woah)
[01:16.99]Off an X
pill, it look like exorcist (off an X pill)
[01:18.91]I ain’t never tell her was ready for this, that’s it
[01:20.53](Me and Wheezy, that’s the wave)
[01:21.58]Look through the ice in this platinum, I did a 180, I went up the wrong way
[01:25.26]Look at the bezel, it twinkle and glisten and shine, you gon’ need you some sunblock
[01:29.13]Thousands of grams on grams and certified stones, it came on a timeclock
[01:33.03]All of my whoadies coyotes, we stickin’ together, we
comin’ like shottas (coyote)
[01:36.99]Put a tracker on that bitch if you love her, ’cause she comin’ through like a goon squad
[01:41.00]I put it on, then it’s over, I got different designers all over
[01:44.80]Coupes on coupes, chop the top off the Rolls-Royce truck, you know it’s gon’ be over (O-V)
[01:49.10]Bitch do whatever I say, she on front line, come through like a soldier (yes)
[01:52.57]I walk around, can’t get sidetracked
[01:54.56]Walking around with them
thigh pads
[01:56.59]Movin’ so sneaky, my ‘Sace, Venini, my body graffiti (whew)
[02:00.53]She’s tryna blow off my mind, she’s tryna get my release (my release), yeah
[02:04.38]Bought her Chanel No. 9, now my girl smell like a peach (smell like a peach), yeah
[02:07.99]This ain’t my second piece, yeah, do you get it?
[02:10.16]Don’t aim at your tee, we aim at your fitted (ayy)
[02:12.14]We up it up top as we upgrade the blicks (yeah)
[02:14.03]The guns that we got is
two seconds, no miss (bow)
[02:16.04]I got two milli’ on my chest
[02:17.98]Bitches line up like a contest
[02:19.85]Smokin’ on Keisha, so I sip
[02:21.90]I’m gettin’ my checks like Nike (woah, woah)
[02:23.88]Molly Off-White, it’s lightskin
[02:26.10]Countin’ up mula like Weezy F. Baby (mula)
[02:28.30]I walked in the jeweler and I had to go crazy (Young Mula)
[02:29.60]Surfed in the bitch on the low-low
[02:31.68]Now she wanna go do voodoo (surf)
[02:33.69]Rich shit, Balenciaga house shoe (rich shit)
[02:35.52]I trap every day like the rent’s due (trap)
[02:37.57]For a milli’ or the Richard Mille gloss
[02:39.50]Look through the ice in this platinum, I did a 180, I went up the wrong way
[02:43.36]Look at the bezel, it twinkle and glisten and shine, you gon’ need you some sunblock (coco)
[02:47.25]Thousands of grams on grams and certified stones, it came on a timeclock (for sure, though)
[02:51.36]All of my
whoadies coyotes, we stickin’ together, we comin’ like shottas (let’s go)
[02:55.08]Put a tracker on that bitch if you love her, ’cause she comin’ through like a goon squad (woah, woah)
[02:59.08]I put it on, then it’s over, I got different designers all over
[03:02.84]Coupes on coupes, chop the top off the Rolls-Royce truck, you know it’s gon’ be over (woah)
[03:06.99]Bitch do whatever I say, she on front line, come through like a soldier
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