Just Wanna Rock - Lil Uzi Vert

Yeah, Lucas Coly Yeah, know a couple things Aye, is you really, yeah im like fuck the gang Yeah, yeah, for the real me Yeah oh yeaaaah I just need to know a couple things Is she down for a nigga, really fuck the gang Aye, like is you down for the real me Cause i just wanna ride with ya, hope you feel me Hating on a nigga, so why I just wanna make money, stack and roll blunts Baby girl i love to fuck, but love it when we make love cause i love my mamacita, oo she help me stay up I be going through it, wake up and i pray up Asking God for money, when i get it ima save up Niggas sleeping on me, guarantee they wake up Yeah that might be a homie, guarantee that you ain't safe bruh I been on some other shit lately I just pray my mama see me fucking make it Lot of pain up on my heart and it be hard to fucking take it Cause you go through a lot when you this famous They told me go and keep ya head up, focus young nigga go and get ya bread up They told me keep ya head up, focus young nigga go and get ya bread up Boy im balling I just need to know a couple things Is she down for a nigga, really fuck the gang Aye, like is you down for the real me Cause i just wanna ride with ya, hope you feel me Hating on a nigga, so why I just wanna make money, stack and roll blunts Baby girl i love to fuck, but love it when we make love cause i love my mamacita, oo she help me stay up And if you ride shorty, ima ride on every thang Girl that's on every thang, yeah that's on any name You promise you gon hold it down so i won't say a thang I promise if you love me right you get a wedding ring I put my hustle on, im gone you know i got this shit and i be talking all this grinding cause im bout this shit I know that ima be somebody i don't doubt the shit Ballin so hard, they gon have to scout the shit Cruisin, boolin, working i got no limits, wanna stack it, stay away so ima go get it Yeah, working i got no limits, i wanna stack it, stay away so ima go and get it I just need to know a couple things Is she down for a nigga, really fuck the gang Aye, like is you down for the real me Cause i just wanna ride with ya, hope you feel me Hating on a nigga, so why I just wanna make money, stack and roll blunts Baby girl i love to fuck, but love it when we make love cause i love my mamacita, oo she help me stay up

Don't need your last name, don't need your first No, I ain't wonderin' if this is gonna work If you got blue eyes, or are they brown? I don't care, long as you're spinnin' me around Only feels, I wanna feel is where you're puttin' your hands Puttin' your hands Honey, ain't anybody told you small talk is boring? Don't need your sad story 'bout the girl before me I'm not tryna be your next bad romance, no, no chance I just wanna, I just wanna dance This song reminds you of summer days Those records that your mama used to play If you're a nice guy here all alone It's all lost on me, the bar's already low Honey, ain't anybody told you small talk is boring? Don't need your sad story 'bout the girl before me I'm not tryna be your next bad romance, no, no chance I just wanna, I just wanna dance I just wanna dance I just wanna dance Only feels, I wanna feel is where you're puttin' your hands Puttin' your hands Only feels, I wanna feel is where you're puttin' your hands Puttin' your hands Honey, ain't anybody told you small talk is boring? Don't need your sad story 'bout the girl before me I'm not tryna be your last call plan, no, no chance I just wanna, I just wanna dance, hmm-mmm Oh no, I'm not tryna be your next bad romance, no, no chance I just wanna, I just wanna dance I just wanna dance Spin me around, I just wanna dance Spin me around, I just wanna dance I just wanna dance

I got off-topic, I start Talkin' about the drugs and all of the profit and (yeah, DY Krazy) Talkin' 'bout the shit I learned, the streets, they gave me knowledge (yeah) See, I saw a nigga get killed back when I was a toddler, yeah So how I'm 'posed to love, girl? Now how I'm 'posed to fear? Yeah I talk to bitches even when you right here I text 'em in then room when we layin' right next to each other I try my best just to hug her with my fingers crossed 'Cause I know deep down inside, I am really doing wrong (yeah), yeah Yeah And you know me, I'ma just charge it to the game Uh-huh Five, four, three, two, one I was 'posed to love you until the sun was done Said I changed when the money start comin' How the fuck you think I wasn't gonna catch on to all that game you was runnin'? See the mula, it got longer, but my mind, it got wider That's why you ain't want me to wear no condom Now tell me what's that about? Why you tellin' niggas about my stash spot? She lucky I ain't kill her, could've gave her an ass-shot See, I'm not worried about them niggas, 'cause I got boys that's gon' crash out See, drive up on your block, do the drive-by, and then smash out (skrrt) Whip it up in the kitchen, no potatoes, got mash out Man, you see I don't care about love I got off-topic, I start Talkin' about the drugs and all of the profit and (yeah) Talkin' 'bout the shit I learned, the streets, they gave me knowledge (yeah) See, I saw a nigga get killed back when I was a toddler, yeah So how I'm 'posed to love, girl? Now how I'm 'posed to fear? Yeah I talk to bitches even when you right here I text 'em in then room when we layin' right next to each other I try my best just to hug her with my fingers crossed 'Cause I know deep down inside, I am really doing wrong (yeah), yeah I done fucked all her friends, all her enemies too I think her mama even feelin' me too You got a million excuse When you broke, I just bought me a Richard Mille and this shit cost a deuce, yeah Summertime, top off But all my seats, they all made of goose I'm not embarrassed, she sucked my dick and I did not feel a tooth I got a lot to lose, but I lost all my moods (Yeah) Ever since she fucked that nigga that's older than Snoop But I can't blame her because Babygirl had to get her bills paid They was up and I got my meals late Don't give a fuck, nigga, I still feel great I still feel weight Man, I'm touchin' on your hand and you still don't feel me Damn It's just a lullaby, yeah Sometimes you just gotta say bye (I don't wanna die young, I don't wanna die young), yeah (Put me on my side) Picture me, broke as shit (what?) Not gettin' money, shit, I'd probably be hittin' licks (yeah) Probably be flippin' bricks (yeah) Probably be pimpin' chicks (yeah) I don't know, nigga, I'd probably be a hitter or somethin' We kill niggas for like 50 G's (flex) I got that nigga hit for a ten piece (yeah) They shot that nigga broad day, he was boxed in See, in Philadelphia, you know I'm really locked in Now that boy got a shit-bag on Suboxone Shit, man, we kill for fun Got a problem with him? Then it's problem with me, 'cause ain't no one-on-one That's how I ride for my gang, that's how I ride for my dawgs 'Cause nine outta ten these bitches, they be frauds (yeah) Yeah, whatever, I jumped off the porch late (so?) If you put your hands on me, you gon' get your day See, my bitch, she think I'm havin' fun, I'm just cheatin' But I'm just gon' stack my money and I'ma attend every meetin', uh I ain't worried 'bout love, man, I love the drug Drug is the money, stack it up and take care of my family I remember I used to stack my money just to cop Xannies Now I got bitches from overseas takin' off they panties See, I'm a Leo like a lion but my life is oh so dandy I walk around five hundred, nigga, don't try jam me (fresh) They'll pull a white sheet off of you like you a piece of candy I'm so high, man, I swear I'm never landin', I'm gone, yeah And it's just crazy how The whole time niggas be plottin' on you (goodbye, world) These bitches be plottin' on you All you gotta do at the end of the day You came in this world by yourself, you gotta go out that way Yeah It's just a lullaby

Yeah, yeah, yeah (yah) Yeah, yeah, yeah (whoa, oh) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi, brr) Yeah-eh I know that you're all alone (I know that you're all alone) That's why you tryna call my phone, yeah (that's why you tryna call my phone) I know that your feelings gone (I know that your feelings gone) I'm a dog, you gon' feel this bone Got my racks up (I'm a dog, you gon' feel this) Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yah) Rackies, my good looks like, fuck, I'm handsome (whoa) My money's so long, it's for my grandsons (yes) I don't even have no fucking plans, son Got my racks up (I'm a dog, you gon' feel this) Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yah) Rackies, my good looks like, fuck, I'm handsome (whoa) My money's so long, it's for my grandsons (yes) I don't even have no fucking plans, son I don't even know how I made it I was nervous, but I had patience I ain't gon' lie, I'm the greatest I don't even know how I made it Fuckin' hoes like, "Bye-bye, baby" Fuck me, you get Mercedes Fuck me, you get Mercedes I like my girls from the hood (I like my girls from the hood) I know I'm not nothin' good (I know I'm not nothin' good) I know I'm misunderstood (yah, fuck 'em) I know that you're all alone I know that you're all alone (I know that you're all alone) That's why you tryna call my phone, yeah (that's why you tryna call my phone) I know that your feelings gone (I know that your feelings gone) I'm a dog, you gon' feel this bone Got my racks up (I'm a dog, you gon' feel this) Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yah) Rackies, my good looks like, fuck, I'm handsome (whoa) My money's so long, it's for my grandsons (yes) I don't even have no fucking plans, son Got my racks up (I'm a dog, you gon' feel this) Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yah) Rackies, my good looks like, fuck, I'm handsome (whoa) My money's so long, it's for my grandsons (yes) I don't even have no fucking plans, son And my circle tight just like some Cheerios Fruity Pebble diamonds hittin' like a bowl of cereal (ayy) Yeah, she ride me like a bike, she had me on Dave Mirra mode Legends never die, I got on white so there's no burial And my circle tight just like some Cheerios Fruity Pebble diamonds hittin' like a bowl of cereal Yeah, she ride me like a bike, she had me on Dave Mirra mode Legends never die, I got on white, so there's no burial (Lil Uzi) Now, back up Shawty gave me brain (what?), she got her master's (yeah) Pull up with ten whips (whips), like, what's a Mazda? (Yeah) My man's in a Ghost, I call him Casper (whoa) I can't trust a ho, no, I can't track her (none) I know that you're all alone (I know that you're all alone) That's why you tryna call my phone, yeah (that's why you tryna call my phone) I know that your feelings gone (I know that your feelings gone) I'm a dog, you gon' feel this bone Got my racks up (I'm a dog, you gon' feel this) Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yah) Rackies, my good looks like, fuck, I'm handsome (whoa) My money's so long, it's for my grandsons (yes) I don't even have no fucking plans, son Got my racks up (I'm a dog, you gon' feel this) Get her what she want, she throw a tantrum (yah) Rackies, my good looks like, fuck, I'm handsome (whoa) My money's so long, it's for my grandsons (yes) I don't even have no fucking plans, son (plans, son)