You're Lost

Lyrics

Know I had to tell my girl
 This ain't that (yeah)
 Whoa, I don't want you back (Lil Uzi)
 Yeah, I'm just counting racks
 Yeah, the money won't bring her back (it won't)
 Yeah, and I just want her back
 Want her back (I want her back)
 Yeah, say you made your money backflip you lyin' (liar)
 Skrrt-skrrt, big Lambo' now I'm drivin' (skrrt, yeah)
 Give her the D, yeah, she fight it
 Yeah, she turn around and she like it
 Whoa, slide on it, ride on it (yeah)
 Turn around girl, bite on it (yeah)
 Diamond chain, you can shine a light on it (damn, yeah)
 I hit your girl, yeah, it's tight homie
 I'm so fly you fly a kite on me (sheesh)
 Stand on my money, got some height on me
 Yeah, no that is not my homie, yeah (no way)
 I said no, that is not my homie (no way)
 I was in Miami with my old homies (yeah, yeah)
 Fucked on your girl when she got lonely (yeah)
 Skrrt-skrrt
 Yeah, my car, it go skrrt-skrrt, yeah (sheesh)
 Might fuck around and buy a new one, yeah (I might)
 Cowboy status, walk with two guns, yeah
 Wait, hold up (hold up)
 Diamonds all on my teeth, it look sunny (yeah)
 I'ma walk through the game 'til I run it ('til I run it)
 I just left out the bank with a hundred, yeah (wait, wait, wait, a hundred thousand? Yeah)
 I know she was with you some time ago (what?)
 She left you 'cause, um, boy, so broke
 Boy, you a joke (yeah, yeah), boy, you a hoax
 She got with a boss 'cause, boy, you a ho (um, yeah, um, yeah)
 Yeah, he ain't got no money (what?)
 I swear that that boy be doin' that most
 He say he gon' get me touched (he lying)
 Tryna put on a show (what?)
 Talkin' that he gotta go (yeah)
 30K that for the low (the low)
 Everybody be quiet, yeah (shhh)
 Gotta keep the blinds closed (why?)
 Who that knockin' at my door (what?)
 Runnin' out the back door (yeah)
 Saint Laurent cost a Yeezy (yeah)
 Remember life wasn't easy (it wasn't)
 Remember girls didn't need me (what?)
 Now they beggin' just to meet me (bye)
 Bad girl from Waikiki (yeah)
 And she wetter than a squeegee (yeah)
 Long legs just like Dee Dee (yuh)
 Lil' nigga just like Dexter (yuh)
 But she know that I'ma flex her (huh?)
 And you know I'ma finesse her
 Young nigga gettin' money
 Girl, are you up? (Yeah)
 I was in Miami with my old homies
 Fucked on your girl when she got lonely
 

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Song Details

Duration
02:38
Key
1
Tempo
147 BPM

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