Lil Uzi Vert – Hittin My Shoulder

Lyrics Hittin My Shoulder – Lil Uzi Vert

Boys hating, like, here we go again
Like, here we go again
Like, here we go again
Damn, these boys hating
Like, here we go again
Like, here we go again
Like, here we go again

Yeah, yeah
Here we go again
That boy stole my style, stole my flow again
Damn, these boys hating
Like, here we go again
Got played by a five, pulled up with a ten, yeah

Hold up, like, hold up, my pockets, they swoller
F**kin’ yo’ b**ch and I’m hittin’ my shoulder
Whip the pot, now add the soda
This a Lamb’, how dare you say Lotus
F**k that b**ch all the way from night to the mornin’
And she got work, in her hair, she got rollers
Money got longer, my diamonds got colder
N**gas be snakes like they are king cobra
Mm-hm, n**gas ain’t tough, they act like they soldiers
Mm-hm, movin’ alone, I’m a VLONE soldier

At your neck like bow tie, yeah, made it all mine
Turn it to a archive, all way ’til we all die

Hold up, like, hold up, my pockets, they swoller
F**kin’ yo’ b**ch and I’m hittin’ my shoulder
Hold up, like, hold up, my pockets, they swoller
F**kin’ yo’ b**ch and I’m hittin’ my shoulders
F**k that b**ch all the way from night to the mornin’
And she got work, in her hair, she got rollers
Money got longer, my diamonds got colder
N**gas be snakes like they are king cobra

Hold up like, hold up, my pockets, they swoller
F**kin’ yo’ b**ch and I’m hittin’ my shoulder
Hold up like, hold up, my pockets, they swoller
F**kin’ yo’ b**ch and I’m hittin’ my shoulders
F**k that b**ch all the way from night to the mornin’
And she got work, in her hair, she got rollers
Money got longer, my diamonds got colder
N**gas be snakes like they are king cobra

Ain’t ’bout money, don’t say s**t to me
That’s that money talk
Hunnid thousand for my tab, I said, run it, dawg
She ain’t wanna listen to me, had to cut her off
Did I stutter, did I stutter, nah
First off, my new girl love her job, yeah
Day time, I still see stars, yeah
Pull up, the Wraith don’t park, yeah
Watch how I release them doors, yeah
Had to release this w**re, yeah
Had to relieve some stress, yeah
Count it up, get me strong, yeah
Count it up when I’m bored, yeah
Flip that girl like skateboard, yeah
You already got what’s mine, yeah
Now I want what’s yours, yeah

At your neck like bow tie, yeah, made it all mine
Turn it to a archive, all way ’til we all die

Hold up, like, hold up, my pockets, they swoller
F**kin’ yo’ b**ch and I’m hittin’ my shoulder
Hold up, like, hold up, my pockets, they swoller
F**kin’ yo’ b**ch and I’m hittin’ my shoulders
F**k that b**ch all the way from night to the mornin’
And she got work, in her hair, she got rollers
Money got longer, my diamonds got colder
N**gas be snakes like they are king cobra

Hold up like, hold up, my pockets, they swoller
F**kin’ yo’ b**ch and I’m hittin’ my shoulder
Hold up like, hold up, my pockets, they swoller
F**kin’ yo’ b**ch and I’m hittin’ my shoulders
F**k that b**ch all the way from night to the mornin’
And she got work, in her hair, she got rollers
Money got longer, my diamonds got colder
N**gas be snakes like they are king cobra…

Written by Lil Uzi Vert
Album: Red & White
Produced by Dun Deal
Lil Uzi Vert | 2022

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