New Patek Lyrics – Lil Uzi Vert

SingerLil Uzi Vert
SongwritersLil Uzi Vert & Dolan Beats
ProducersDolan Beats
Music LabelAtlantic Records & Warner
Release Date18th September2018

New Patek Lyrics

Hmm
New Patek on my wrist
White diamonds, them shits hit pink
Alright, I’m ready

New Patek on my wrist (Yeah)
White diamonds, them shits hit pink (Yeah, yeah)
Got cold, had to go get a mink (Yeah)
New finger rings hit like a sink (Yeah, yeah)
You a bad bitch, then we can link (What?)
Hit the shower, you might stink, hello (Yeah)
Bitches bad, yeah, they all migrate (Uh)
And she said “Lil Uzi so great (Uh, uh)
How you deal with all that hate?” (Uh-uh)
Shut up, bitch, don’t give me migraine
New Patek on my wrist
White diamonds, them shits hit pink
Got cold, had to go get a mink
New finger rings hit like a sink (Water)
You a bad bitch, then we can link
Hit the shower, you might stink
Bitches bad, yeah, they all migrate (Uh-uh)
And she said “Lil Uzi so great”

Okay, and your girlfriend like my drip (Drip)
Happy birthday to that bitch (Bitch)
Yeah, the one that sucked my dick (Dick)
Triple S got that extra grip (Grip)
So you know I cannot slip (Slip)

That jeweler made me proud of my wrist (Wrist)
Franck Muller made me proud of my wrist (Wrist)
Franck Muller made me proud of my wrist (Wrist)
My shooters gon’ shoot, can’t miss (Grrah)
My shooter got a 30 on his hip (Bah)
Yeah, I need my fix
Was that a pair of boots from Rick? (Rick)
Had to tell that lil’ girl don’t trip (Woah)
Cool blood, but my money Crip
Got clap on lights, no flick
Can’t take no pic, no flick (No cameras)
Fuck that bitch in my new whip (Skrrt)
Her ass so fat, can’t fit
Her ass so fat, it’s amazing (Amazing)
Her ass so fat, it’s a miracle (Miracle)
Her last man money hysterical
She from the six one nine, Rey Mysterio (Let’s go)
Yeah, I’m the same nigga bustin’ through your stereo
Yeah, my boys on the block selling O’s, no Cheerios
I don’t wake up in the mornin’ for cereal
Flip the brick, make the whole shit do an aerial
Air the shit out and make the ho sing, Ariel (Yah)
Silencers so they really cannot hear me though
Killin’ these beats, yeah, Lil Uzi a serial
Clean up the body, prepare for the burial
Burberry pants, I got Burberry tennis shoes
I got the swag that probably, um, will finish you
I am a octopus, I cannot breathe without water
So I put diamonds on my tentacles
How is you stoppin’ us? They is not toppin’ us
You know I had to cop that shit just by the twos
Blood in my chakra, I will not pop at ya
Put money on my head just for your album, bruh
Tell me, lil’ boy, if it’s beef I can chop this shit up
Like it’s prime and treat you like it’s Optimus
My chain is white gold your shit look like copper, bruh
MCM, yeah, that shit made out of ostrich, bruh
But I don’t wear it, give that to my hoes
Yeah, I swear that lil’ nigga my clone
Yeah, I had to do this shit all by my own
Yeah, it’s slime shit, lil’ baby, put diamonds in my nose (Slatt)

New Patek on my wrist (Yeah)
White diamonds, them shits hit pink (Yeah, yeah)
Got cold, had to go get a mink (Yeah)
New finger rings hit like a sink (Yeah, yeah)
You a bad bitch, then we can link (What?)
Hit the shower, you might stink, hello (Yeah, yeah)
Bitches bad, yeah, they all migrate (Uh)
And she said “Lil Uzi so great (Uh, uh)
How you deal with all that hate?” (Uh-uh)
Shut up, bitch, don’t give me migraine

And your girlfriend like my drip (Drip)
Happy birthday to that bitch (Bitch)
Yeah, the one that sucked my dick (Dick)
Triple S got that extra grip (Grip)
So you know I cannot slip (Slip)
That jeweler made me proud of my wrist (Wrist)
Franck Muller made me proud of my wrist
Franck Muller made me proud of my wrist
New Rollie made me proud of my wrist
AP make me proud of my wrist
New Richard on my wrist
Got a milli’ that’s all in my bank (Milli’)

New Patek on my wrist
White diamonds, them shits hit pink (Let’s go)
Got cold, had to go get a mink
New finger rings hit like a sink (Let’s go)
You a bad bitch, then we can link (What?)
Hit the shower, you might stink
Bitches bad, yeah, they all migrate
And she said “Lil Uzi so great (Great)
How you deal with all that hate?” (Hate)
Shut up, bitch, don’t give me migraine (Uh)

Throw up gang signs, Naruto (Uh)
Put metal in my nose like Pain (Uh)
Man, I never saw this bitch before (Uh)
How the fuck she know my name? (Yeah)
She said, “Lil Uzi, hello”
I looked at her, “Oh, hey” (Hello)
You ain’t never seen pastry dough
Well lil’ bitch, I got cake (Yeah)
Gettin’ money, I’m the man
Gettin’ money, had to count the advance
Saint Laurent on my shoes, these not Vans
Need a fan case a nigga get hot
‘Member she ain’t want me back, I was popped
On the block back before I had locks (Yeah)
Red dot for a chicken, he popped
MC told the bitch eat my cock
Motorcycle days, bitch, Yung Joc
That’s what I call her, she all on my top
Rap star or do he sell rock?
He got files so he beatin’ the trial
Couple racks and them niggas run wild
Super filthy, man, they livin’ so foul
I got some real niggas that’s locked up
Tryna shade the bar just for the foul
All these hackers, yeah, these niggas is foul
All my bitches want me to take a vow
Live off verbs, and I live off of nouns
He get money, then I had to say, “How?”
New rug, and it’s made out of wolf
New rabbit, yeah, I use as a towel
Lil’ bitch, yeah, I run through the city
Different spots in it just like a cow
Yeah, I’m talkin’ ’bout a mansion, no house
Yeah, my closet, yeah, that shit got a house
Four years, I ain’t even see a mouse
Please stop talkin’, bitch, put dick in your mouth
We get money, what the fuck is a drought?
Make it rain ’cause I’m up in the clouds
Had to tell that lil’ bitch, get from around
‘Cause that little bitch be fuckin’ with clowns

Let’s go, let’s go, had to tell that lil’ bitch, yeah, let’s go (Let’s go, let’s go)
That lil’ nigga stole my swag and he tried to steal my flow (My flow, my flow)
I had to switch it up one time just like I switch my phone (My phone, my phone)
I could try one more time, I can give this shit one more go (Let’s go, ayy)
I put hundreds in my safe (Ayy)
I throw twenties in her face (Ayy)
I put the M in a J (Ayy)
I got a bae in the Bay (Ayy)
I fucked on that nigga little bitch
That’s the reason he tryna say that I’m gay (Ayy)
Way more coochie than Kay Slay (Ayy)
I sell a mil’ in a day (Ayy)
All of my bitches they grade A
I did not get in Canada
But when I’m in Toronto they treat me like Drake
This a light jet, this a flight day
Had that lil’ bitch, that’s on MySpace
I can feel this shit in my veins
Look at my neck, that’s an ice tray
Come on tell me, what you sayin’?
(What you sayin’? What you sayin’? What you sayin’?)

And your girlfriend like my drip (Drip)
Happy birthday to that bitch (Bitch)
Yeah, the one that sucked my dick (Dick)
Triple S got that extra grip (Grip)
(Oh yeah)
Franck Muller made me proud of my wrist (Wrist)
Franck Muller made me proud of my wrist (Wrist)
New Rollie made me proud of my wrist (Woo, woo)
AP make me proud of my wrist (Woo)
New Richard on my wrist (Woo)
Got a milli’ that’s all in my bank (Woo, woo)

New Patek on my wrist (Yeah)
White diamonds, them shits hit pink (Yeah, yeah)
Got cold, had to go get a mink (Yeah)
New finger rings hit like a sink (Yeah, yeah)
You a bad bitch, then we can link (What?)
Hit the shower, you might stink (Yeah, yeah)
Bitches bad, yeah, they all migrate (Uh)
And she said “Lil Uzi so great (Uh, uh)
How you deal with all that hate?” (Uh-uh)
Shut up, bitch, don’t give me migraine

Throw up gang signs, Naruto (Yeah)
Put metal in my nose like Pain (Uh)
Man, I never saw this bitch before (Uh)
How the fuck she know my name?
She said, “Lil Uzi, hello” (Uh)
I looked at her, “Oh, hey”
You ain’t never seen pastry dough (Yeah)
Tell lil’ bitch, I got cake (Ayy)
Gettin’ money, I’m the man
Gettin’ money, had to count the advance
Saint Laurent all on my shoes, these not Vans
Need a fan in case a nigga get hot
‘Member she ain’t want me back, I was popped
On the block back before I had locks
Red dot for a chicken, he popped
MC, told the bitch eat my cock

Yeah, yeah, that’s it

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