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Lil Uzi Vert - Yessirskiii Lyrics



Lil Uzi Vert - Yessirskiii Lyrics
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Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah
Straight up
Straight up, straight up
Straight up, straight up
Straight up, straight up (yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Straight up, straight up

Let a nigga get inside (yeah)
Gotta wear a seat belt when you ride (yeah)
I'm keepin' my jimmy on tied (yeah)
I can count that shit with no eye (straight up)
You killed my partner, we ride (straight up, straight up)
Lil' nigga, we ain't lettin' shit slide (straight up, straight up)
Y'all niggas ain't lettin' shit die (straight up, straight up, straight up), yeah
Hit a nigga bitch outside (21)
Then I pulled up to V-Live (21)
And we had them sticks outside (21)
Drinkin' on lean, I'm tired (on God)
Y'all niggas can't join my live (on God)
I ain't givin' no high five (straight up)
Y'all niggas f*ck around and be wired (straight up), yeah
Drop-head Phantom on me (21)
Whole lotta hundreds on me (on God)
Whole lotta rubber bands, nigga f*ck a rubber band
Nigga, whole book-bag me (straight up)
Ten M's, yesssirskii (on God)
Whole lotta hoes, they ski (on God)
Cocaine white like teeth (on God, on God, on God, on God, on God)
L.A. hoes on deck (21)
Thirty rounds hangin' out the TEC (you dig?)
Y'all niggas rookies, I'm a vet (I dig)
Put a peephole through your neck (say what?)
I just wanna talk about the check (and what?)
Made a quarter ticket, bought a 'Vette (21)
Savage still poppin', I'm set (21, 21, 21, 21)
We was chargin' ten for 'em first (straight up)
And I want ten for a verse (straight up)
F*ck that, nigga want ten times ten for a verse (straight up)
Ten times ten in your hearse (21)
I don't go to church, I curse (on God)
I ain't tryna kiss that bitch, lil' bitch
I'ma put it on your chin when I burst (lil' bitch)

Hit your main bitch, yessirskii (on God)
Doin' donuts in the six, yessirskii (on God)
You got engaged but she still wanna slurpskii (straight up)
She double-tap my pictures, she so flirty (straight up, straight up)
Draco with the drum and it's dirty (21, 21)
Pineapple Crush, it's so dirty (yeah)
Come and get your bitch, she so thirsty (know she is)
I'm finna pass her to the gang, yessirskii (21)

Yessirskii
F*ck nigga came in his house (what?)
I ain't panic, no I ain't hide (yeah)
I ain't know the bitch was your bride
He tried to argue with me then he got fired (bah)
I ain't wanna cap or lie (nah)
Me and her don't got ties (ties)
Watch how I walk, how I slide (whoa)
Put your girlfriend on the block list, 1600 Suicide Squad (ayy)
These niggas tryna have beef with me
I don't even like shit that's fried (yeah)
Broke nigga never paid five hunnid for some cod
Bitch, got my speakers up too loud, yeah
Two door coupe, I'ma ride (skrrt)
Got your bitch ridin' shotgun, give me head nods, yeah
I'm in the stu' all day, yeah
I can go verse for a verse, yeah
I don't even pray 'cause I'm cursed, whoa
This for a Glock not a purse, yeah
This niggas fakin' they life, yeah
These niggas takin' fake Perc, no
I know they stomachs all hurt
Dick too deep, her stomach hurt (whoa)
Put that boy right on a shirt (whoa)

Hit your main bitch, yessirskii (on God)
Doin' donuts in the six, yessirskii (on God)
You got engaged but she still wanna slurpskii (straight up)
She double-tap my pictures, she so flirty (straight up, straight up)
Draco with the drum and it's dirty (21, 21)
Pineapple Crush, it's so dirty (yeah)
Come and get your bitch, she so thirsty (know she is)
I'm finna pass her to the gang, yessirskii (21)

Glenwood Road, I'm poppin' (yeah)
Nigga, f*ck the opps, I'm poppin' (yeah)
Call them niggas flies, they droppin' (21)
Drop it in the bowl, it's lockin' (facts)
Straight up out the six, I'm cocky (racks)
Almost went hollow off on Austin (yeah)
Block get hot like Takis (on God)
I'ma dope boy, you a jockey (21)
None of y'all niggas can stop me (nah)
F*ckin' with the Crips, on God-y (on God)
Bitch, don't spit, just swallow it (yeah)
Hit your baby mama, she follow me (yeah, yeah)
Hit 'em with the stick, he hollerin' (21)
21, Al-Qaeda, I'm Taliban (yeah)
Y'all lil' niggas be gossipin' (21)
Y'all fly Spirit, I'm charterin'

Yessirskii
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Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah
Straight up
Straight up, straight up
Straight up, straight up
Straight up, straight up (yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Straight up, straight up

Let a nigga get inside (yeah)
Gotta wear a seat belt when you ride (yeah)
I'm keepin' my jimmy on tied (yeah)
I can count that shit with no eye (straight up)
You killed my partner, we ride (straight up, straight up)
Lil' nigga, we ain't lettin' shit slide (straight up, straight up)
Y'all niggas ain't lettin' shit die (straight up, straight up, straight up), yeah
Hit a nigga bitch outside (21)
Then I pulled up to V-Live (21)
And we had them sticks outside (21)
Drinkin' on lean, I'm tired (on God)
Y'all niggas can't join my live (on God)
I ain't givin' no high five (straight up)
Y'all niggas f*ck around and be wired (straight up), yeah
Drop-head Phantom on me (21)
Whole lotta hundreds on me (on God)
Whole lotta rubber bands, nigga f*ck a rubber band
Nigga, whole book-bag me (straight up)
Ten M's, yesssirskii (on God)
Whole lotta hoes, they ski (on God)
Cocaine white like teeth (on God, on God, on God, on God, on God)
L.A. hoes on deck (21)
Thirty rounds hangin' out the TEC (you dig?)
Y'all niggas rookies, I'm a vet (I dig)
Put a peephole through your neck (say what?)
I just wanna talk about the check (and what?)
Made a quarter ticket, bought a 'Vette (21)
Savage still poppin', I'm set (21, 21, 21, 21)
We was chargin' ten for 'em first (straight up)
And I want ten for a verse (straight up)
F*ck that, nigga want ten times ten for a verse (straight up)
Ten times ten in your hearse (21)
I don't go to church, I curse (on God)
I ain't tryna kiss that bitch, lil' bitch
I'ma put it on your chin when I burst (lil' bitch)

Hit your main bitch, yessirskii (on God)
Doin' donuts in the six, yessirskii (on God)
You got engaged but she still wanna slurpskii (straight up)
She double-tap my pictures, she so flirty (straight up, straight up)
Draco with the drum and it's dirty (21, 21)
Pineapple Crush, it's so dirty (yeah)
Come and get your bitch, she so thirsty (know she is)
I'm finna pass her to the gang, yessirskii (21)

Yessirskii
F*ck nigga came in his house (what?)
I ain't panic, no I ain't hide (yeah)
I ain't know the bitch was your bride
He tried to argue with me then he got fired (bah)
I ain't wanna cap or lie (nah)
Me and her don't got ties (ties)
Watch how I walk, how I slide (whoa)
Put your girlfriend on the block list, 1600 Suicide Squad (ayy)
These niggas tryna have beef with me
I don't even like shit that's fried (yeah)
Broke nigga never paid five hunnid for some cod
Bitch, got my speakers up too loud, yeah
Two door coupe, I'ma ride (skrrt)
Got your bitch ridin' shotgun, give me head nods, yeah
I'm in the stu' all day, yeah
I can go verse for a verse, yeah
I don't even pray 'cause I'm cursed, whoa
This for a Glock not a purse, yeah
This niggas fakin' they life, yeah
These niggas takin' fake Perc, no
I know they stomachs all hurt
Dick too deep, her stomach hurt (whoa)
Put that boy right on a shirt (whoa)

Hit your main bitch, yessirskii (on God)
Doin' donuts in the six, yessirskii (on God)
You got engaged but she still wanna slurpskii (straight up)
She double-tap my pictures, she so flirty (straight up, straight up)
Draco with the drum and it's dirty (21, 21)
Pineapple Crush, it's so dirty (yeah)
Come and get your bitch, she so thirsty (know she is)
I'm finna pass her to the gang, yessirskii (21)

Glenwood Road, I'm poppin' (yeah)
Nigga, f*ck the opps, I'm poppin' (yeah)
Call them niggas flies, they droppin' (21)
Drop it in the bowl, it's lockin' (facts)
Straight up out the six, I'm cocky (racks)
Almost went hollow off on Austin (yeah)
Block get hot like Takis (on God)
I'ma dope boy, you a jockey (21)
None of y'all niggas can stop me (nah)
F*ckin' with the Crips, on God-y (on God)
Bitch, don't spit, just swallow it (yeah)
Hit your baby mama, she follow me (yeah, yeah)
Hit 'em with the stick, he hollerin' (21)
21, Al-Qaeda, I'm Taliban (yeah)
Y'all lil' niggas be gossipin' (21)
Y'all fly Spirit, I'm charterin'

Yessirskii
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Writer: Jordan Timothy Jenks, Shayaa Bin Abraham-Joseph, Symere Woods
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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