Italy lyrics

[Chorus: Fleej]
All of my fits come from Italy
We f*cking like we been had chemistry
She love me, she cannot get rid of me
She love me, she cannot get rid of me
They plotting, they wanna get rid of me
I ride in that STO with that blick on me
Everyday I got that sh*t on me
This a trap n*gga victory
All of my fits come from Italy
We f*cking like we been had chemistry
She love me, she cannot get rid of me
She love me, she cannot get rid of me
They plotting, they wanna get rid of me
I ride in that STO with that blick on me
Everyday I got that sh*t on me
This a trap n*gga victory

[Verse 1: Fleej]
P.J. the goon, walk in the room, I'm on my sh*t again
f*ck all the love, brodie just sent me the plug out in Michigan
Pour me a 4 then I'm spillin' it
Catch me an opp and I'm drillin' him
Empty the clip sh*t, run out of bullets then I'm pistol whipping him
All of these clothes are from overseas, a n*gga be dressed in that different sh*t
Up in the store, catching licks again
Kill your dawg, catching vic' again
Blowing the weed, f*ckin' your freak, in the trap countin' Benjamins
Came a long way from the visit list
Now she get wet when the ceiling lift
n*ggas be hatin' but feelin' it
I'm only waitin' to kill 'em though
I'm only speaking the realest sh*t
Some n*ggas won't feel me though
[Chorus: Fleej]
All of my fits come from Italy
We f*cking like we been had chemistry
She love me, she cannot get rid of me
She love me, she cannot get rid of me
They plotting, they wanna get rid of me
I ride in that STO with that blick on me
Everyday I got that sh*t on me
This a trap n*gga victory
All of my fits come from Italy
We f*cking like we been had chemistry
She love me, she cannot get rid of me
She love me, she cannot get rid of me
They plotting, they wanna get rid of me
I ride in that STO with that blick on me
Everyday I got that sh*t on me
This a trap n*gga victory

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, let's go
I ride around with a glick on me (Glick on me)
.44 Bulldog, that's a pit on me (Pit on me)
n*gga talk sh*t then he history (bah!)
I looked up his address on my computer, then the next day I had to go clear all my history (Woah, woah)
His b*tch was feeling me
She sucked my di*k then I brought her a 63
My brand new Pradas got no shoe strings in them, so I told that b*tch that she never could trip on me (Woah, no)
My vehicle big, she drop to her knees
I make her suck it in the Veneno (Woah)
Okay one of me, prolly like three of me
Compared to you, 'cause n*gga you broke
Brand new double R, that sh*t like a boat
The insides all white in that b*tch like it's coke
Now boy what you tote? Inside of that Tote
I got some new toe, Chanel cost the most
What I do for my side b*tch, can't even do that sh*t on the low
That's the reason that they call me the goat
[Chorus: Fleej]
All of my fits come from Italy (Yeah)
We f*cking like we been had chemistry
She love me, she cannot get rid of me
She love me, she cannot get rid of me
They plotting, they wanna get rid of me
I ride in that STO with that blick on me
Everyday I got that sh*t on me
This a trap, n*gga, victory
All of my fits come from Italy
We f*cking like we been had chemistry
She love me, she cannot get rid of me
She love me, she cannot get rid of me
They plotting, they wanna get rid of me
I ride in that STO with that blick on me
Everyday I got that sh*t on me
This a trap, n*gga, victory