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Of Course We Ghetto Flowers (feat. Playboi Carti & Offset)
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Créditos

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Lil Uzi Vert
Lil Uzi Vert
Stimme und Gesang
Offset
Offset
Stimme und Gesang
Playboi Carti
Playboi Carti
Stimme und Gesang
Maaly Raw
Maaly Raw
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jamaal Henry
Jamaal Henry
Songwriter:in
Symere Woods
Symere Woods
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Maaly Raw
Maaly Raw
Produzent:in
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Kesha Lee
Kesha Lee
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
Ya-ya
Ya-ya
Ya-ya
Ya-ya
[Verse 2]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh, she shake it fast, yeah, she drop it slow
Huh, what? Yeah, neck on froze
[Verse 3]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh, she shake it fast, yeah, she drop it slow
Huh, what? Yeah, neck on froze
[Verse 4]
Yeah, what, diamonds all on my teeth
Walk around Christian Lou', diamonds all on my sneaks
You a broke boy, got bad luck, don't even talk to me
You know his girlfriend stalk on me, drop the mic and don't walk to me
[Verse 5]
Foreign-foreign whip, yeah what it's called
Pull up in that shit, lil' bitch, like a boss
Had a lil' bitch from down South, yeah, put that shit all in her mouth
Aye, eating on veggies and salmon, no, I'm not eating no trout
[Verse 6]
Boy, you a bitch, boy, you a snitch
Heard you gon' bring them cops out
Yeah, talking that shit, you ain't on shit, really you ain't gon' pop out
[Verse 7]
Yeah, getting money, that's why they hate on me
Still on that paper route, hit so hard I pulled out
Ass so fat called time-out
[Verse 8]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh, she shake it fast, yeah, she drop it slow
Huh, what? Yeah, neck on froze
[Verse 9]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh, she shake it fast, yeah, she drop it slow
Huh, what? Yeah, neck on froze
[Verse 10]
Ooh, fly to LA for a week and I got Rick on my tee
And I got Rick on my feet, choppa on me, sagging my jeans
And I put that on big B's, aye, shoutout G Weed
Yeah, I got your hoe on the team, running them laps just like a meet
[Verse 11]
Hunnid bands on the Goyard, ooh
And I got goons in my yard, ooh
We can rock out like guitars, ooh
[Verse 12]
Ho, I got lean, I got bars
Ho, I got lean, I got bars
Ho, I fuck her 'cause I'm hard
She fuck with me, I go hard
Ho, I'm on lean, I'm on stars
[Verse 13]
Uh, aye, now we on top of my car
Uh, looking at stars like I made it far
Aye, look at my chain, glow in the dark
What, your thot give brain, aye, she going hard
[Verse 14]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh, she shake it fast, yeah, she drop it slow
Huh, what? Yeah, neck on froze
[Verse 15]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh, she shake it fast, yeah, she drop it slow
Huh, what? Yeah, neck on froze
[Verse 16]
Choppa, that full auto, kick-flip bitch, Otto
Dressed in all black, sharp as a tack, cut that bitch off, Zorro
I took your bitch, yeah you lost, told her come fuck with some bosses
Invited that bitch to my loft, hold on, bitch, take your shoes off
[Verse 17]
The sauce I been dripping, the sauce I been dripping
No, I'm not trusting these bitches
No, I don't fuck with these snitches
No, Uzi got choppas, extensions
[Verse 18]
How come I'm all in her mentions, and my Rollie three dimensional?
Bitches dangerous like Mystikal, these **** clone you
Get your chemicals
[Verse 19]
Twin choppas, they identical, my hands in everything, got tentacles
Popping Perckies like minerals
Fuck you, my hand on my genitals
[Verse 20]
When on the stage I got adrenaline, 'bout to flex up on my enemies
I don't need negative energy
These **** not who they pretend to be
[Verse 21]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh, she shake it fast, yeah, she drop it slow
Huh, what? Yeah, neck on froze
[Verse 22]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh, she shake it fast, yeah, she drop it slow
Huh, what? Yeah, neck on froze
Written by: Lil Uzi Vert, Maaly Raw
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