Banned From TV Songtext
von Lil Uzi Vert
Banned From TV Songtext
Oh yeah
I got a problem, niggas out here tryna run with my style (run with my shit)
You kiss your bitch to work, I make her swallow my child (she sucking my dick)
We moving, shaking, working now that money gon pile (yeah, yeah)
My ex be so upset because I′m ballin' right now (oh yeah)
And you know I got that chopper like Osama, yeah (woo, woo)
And that presidential rolley like Obama, yeah (like Obama)
Told that bitch I like her face and her persona, yeah (oh, persona)
Getting money, Grandma we don′t need Obamacare (oh yeah)
I tat my face, I dye my hair and let it lock up, yeah
I wanna last with Brittany like Keith and Otanya, yeah (oh yeah)
But nothing last forever, thousand dollar sweater (oh yeah)
12 come around and I turn to Hellen Keller (oh yeah)
I got a problem, niggas out here tryna run with my style (run with my shit, oh yeah)
You kiss your bitch to work, I make her swallow my child (she sucking my dick, oh yeah)
We moving, shaking, working now that money going pile (yeah, yeah, oh yeah)
My ex be so upset because I'm balling right now (oh yeah)
I got a problem, niggas out here tryna run with my style (run with my shit, oh yeah)
You kiss your bitch to work, I make her swallow my child (she sucking my dick, oh yeah)
We moving, shaking, working now that money going pile (yeah, yeah, oh yeah)
My ex be so upset because I'm balling right now (oh yeah)
I came from the gutter, aye (damn)
Riding with my brothers, aye (damn, damn, oh yeah)
Bitches we just fuck them, aye (aye, damn)
We will never love them, aye (aye, oh yeah)
Driving in a hummer, aye (skrrt)
Balling every summer, aye (oh yeah)
Balling every winter, aye (yeah)
You a tough rat Master Splinter, aye (oh yeah)
I just made a hundred K (hunnid)
Spent me like 6, uh, thousand a day (oh yeah)
Remember I couldn′t get that bitch (no, no, no)
Now I fuck like 6 hoes a day (oh yeah)
VVS diamonds gon′ cover my face (aye)
Walk with the money in Balmain jeans (oh yeah, aye)
They know my name in Barney's baby (yeah)
That′s because Lil Uzi ballin', baby (oh yeah)
I got a problem, niggas out here tryna run with my style (run with my shit, oh yeah)
You kiss your bitch to work, I make her swallow my child (she sucking my dick, oh yeah)
We moving, shaking, working now that money going pile (yeah, yeah, oh yeah)
My ex be so upset because I′m balling right now (oh yeah)
I got a problem, niggas out here tryna run with my style (run with my shit, oh yeah)
You kiss your bitch to work, I make her swallow my child (she sucking my dick, oh yeah)
We moving, shaking, working now that money going pile (yeah, yeah, oh yeah)
My ex be so upset because I'm balling right now (oh yeah)
I got a problem, niggas out here tryna run with my style (run with my shit)
You kiss your bitch to work, I make her swallow my child (she sucking my dick)
We moving, shaking, working now that money gon pile (yeah, yeah)
My ex be so upset because I′m ballin' right now (oh yeah)
And you know I got that chopper like Osama, yeah (woo, woo)
And that presidential rolley like Obama, yeah (like Obama)
Told that bitch I like her face and her persona, yeah (oh, persona)
Getting money, Grandma we don′t need Obamacare (oh yeah)
I tat my face, I dye my hair and let it lock up, yeah
I wanna last with Brittany like Keith and Otanya, yeah (oh yeah)
But nothing last forever, thousand dollar sweater (oh yeah)
12 come around and I turn to Hellen Keller (oh yeah)
I got a problem, niggas out here tryna run with my style (run with my shit, oh yeah)
You kiss your bitch to work, I make her swallow my child (she sucking my dick, oh yeah)
We moving, shaking, working now that money going pile (yeah, yeah, oh yeah)
My ex be so upset because I'm balling right now (oh yeah)
I got a problem, niggas out here tryna run with my style (run with my shit, oh yeah)
You kiss your bitch to work, I make her swallow my child (she sucking my dick, oh yeah)
We moving, shaking, working now that money going pile (yeah, yeah, oh yeah)
My ex be so upset because I'm balling right now (oh yeah)
I came from the gutter, aye (damn)
Riding with my brothers, aye (damn, damn, oh yeah)
Bitches we just fuck them, aye (aye, damn)
We will never love them, aye (aye, oh yeah)
Driving in a hummer, aye (skrrt)
Balling every summer, aye (oh yeah)
Balling every winter, aye (yeah)
You a tough rat Master Splinter, aye (oh yeah)
I just made a hundred K (hunnid)
Spent me like 6, uh, thousand a day (oh yeah)
Remember I couldn′t get that bitch (no, no, no)
Now I fuck like 6 hoes a day (oh yeah)
VVS diamonds gon′ cover my face (aye)
Walk with the money in Balmain jeans (oh yeah, aye)
They know my name in Barney's baby (yeah)
That′s because Lil Uzi ballin', baby (oh yeah)
I got a problem, niggas out here tryna run with my style (run with my shit, oh yeah)
You kiss your bitch to work, I make her swallow my child (she sucking my dick, oh yeah)
We moving, shaking, working now that money going pile (yeah, yeah, oh yeah)
My ex be so upset because I′m balling right now (oh yeah)
I got a problem, niggas out here tryna run with my style (run with my shit, oh yeah)
You kiss your bitch to work, I make her swallow my child (she sucking my dick, oh yeah)
We moving, shaking, working now that money going pile (yeah, yeah, oh yeah)
My ex be so upset because I'm balling right now (oh yeah)
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