
GLOCK IN MY PURSE Lil Uzi Vert
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[Intro]
You wanna know a secret? (Shh)
I'm not from this Earth (I'm not)
You wanna know a secret?
I'm not from this Earth (Earth)
I never had a birth (Yeah)
Fell in love with the Perc' (What?)
I used to eat dirt (Yeah)
Now it's VLONE my shirt (Ayy)
Put a Glock in my purse (Huh? Mustard on the beat, ho)
Put a Glock in my— (Purse, mm)
[Chorus]
Put a Glock in my purse (Huh? Purse)
Put a Glock in my purse (Yeah, purse)
Put a Glock in my purse (Yeah, purse)
No, this is not a purse (Yeah)
How the fuck this a purse? (How?)
Ain't no lip gloss in it (Uh-uh)
Only lean, Penicillin (Penicillin)
All my niggas, they dealin' (Dealin')
[Verse 1]
Bought a 'Rari, no ceiling (Skrr)
And I know 'bout the killings (Killings)
But don't talk 'bout the killings (Woah)
The best rapper from Philly (Yeah)
Run the game, no Achilles (Yeah, sheesh)
I ain't like TLC (Uh-uh)
But was in love with Chilli (Facts)
Now she wan' be with me (Huh?)
'Cause I got all the millies (Yeah, yeah)
Skate through these ho's in my sneaks (Yeah)
Like I'm rockin' some Heelys
If you got beef with me (Beef)
Better make you some chili (You better)
I got too much on me
Can't fit in my pockets, the Glock in my brief (Glock in my briefs)
Put the Glock in my bag, got the Kelly on me (Got the Kelly on me)
Ooh, I got a Birkin (I got a Birkin), bitch
Ooh, I got a Birkin (I got a Birkin), bitch
Ooh, your bitch want a Birkin (Ayy), mm
You wanna know a secret? (Shh)
I'm not from this Earth (I'm not)
You wanna know a secret?
I'm not from this Earth (Earth)
I never had a birth (Yeah)
Fell in love with the Perc' (What?)
I used to eat dirt (Yeah)
Now it's VLONE my shirt (Ayy)
Put a Glock in my purse (Huh? Mustard on the beat, ho)
Put a Glock in my— (Purse, mm)
[Chorus]
Put a Glock in my purse (Huh? Purse)
Put a Glock in my purse (Yeah, purse)
Put a Glock in my purse (Yeah, purse)
No, this is not a purse (Yeah)
How the fuck this a purse? (How?)
Ain't no lip gloss in it (Uh-uh)
Only lean, Penicillin (Penicillin)
All my niggas, they dealin' (Dealin')
[Verse 1]
Bought a 'Rari, no ceiling (Skrr)
And I know 'bout the killings (Killings)
But don't talk 'bout the killings (Woah)
The best rapper from Philly (Yeah)
Run the game, no Achilles (Yeah, sheesh)
I ain't like TLC (Uh-uh)
But was in love with Chilli (Facts)
Now she wan' be with me (Huh?)
'Cause I got all the millies (Yeah, yeah)
Skate through these ho's in my sneaks (Yeah)
Like I'm rockin' some Heelys
If you got beef with me (Beef)
Better make you some chili (You better)
I got too much on me
Can't fit in my pockets, the Glock in my brief (Glock in my briefs)
Put the Glock in my bag, got the Kelly on me (Got the Kelly on me)
Ooh, I got a Birkin (I got a Birkin), bitch
Ooh, I got a Birkin (I got a Birkin), bitch
Ooh, your bitch want a Birkin (Ayy), mm
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