
Finessin Hearts Lil Uzi Vert
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[Intro]
PJ Beats
DP on the beat
[Chorus]
Ayy, she left me lone, I ain't even know how to react
Text my phone every day but I won't hit her back
Tear it up from the back, pullin' out every track
Style mean, put me on Craig Green, yeah, that's a fact
She left me lone, I ain't even know how to react (No)
Text my phone every day but I won't hit her back
Tear it up from the back, pullin' out every track
Style mean, put me on Craig Green, yeah, that's a fact
Ayy, she left me lone, I ain't even know how to react
Text my phone every day but I won't hit her back
Tear it up from the back, pullin' out every track
Style mean, put me on Craig Green, yeah, that's a fact
[Verse 1]
Promethazine got me in a dream
Smokin' gas, lungs collapse
Xanny bars, take 'em by the threes
Man, you need to relax
All these drugs, feel like a junkie
It won't bring her back
And if I thought anybody really had my back
It'd be you, know you still my boo thing
Pull up in V, in that Mulsanne (Sportscar)
Kick game so retarded, it's a Liu Kang (Fire, fire)
Do anything for you 'cause I'm a fool, mane (Fool)
Ayy
PJ Beats
DP on the beat
[Chorus]
Ayy, she left me lone, I ain't even know how to react
Text my phone every day but I won't hit her back
Tear it up from the back, pullin' out every track
Style mean, put me on Craig Green, yeah, that's a fact
She left me lone, I ain't even know how to react (No)
Text my phone every day but I won't hit her back
Tear it up from the back, pullin' out every track
Style mean, put me on Craig Green, yeah, that's a fact
Ayy, she left me lone, I ain't even know how to react
Text my phone every day but I won't hit her back
Tear it up from the back, pullin' out every track
Style mean, put me on Craig Green, yeah, that's a fact
[Verse 1]
Promethazine got me in a dream
Smokin' gas, lungs collapse
Xanny bars, take 'em by the threes
Man, you need to relax
All these drugs, feel like a junkie
It won't bring her back
And if I thought anybody really had my back
It'd be you, know you still my boo thing
Pull up in V, in that Mulsanne (Sportscar)
Kick game so retarded, it's a Liu Kang (Fire, fire)
Do anything for you 'cause I'm a fool, mane (Fool)
Ayy
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