I’m That n*gga lyrics

by

Lil Uzi Vert


[Intro]
(Damn, DJ Plugg—)
Yeah

[Chorus]
Flex on n*ggas, flex on b*tches, do my thing (Do my thing)
I'm a hitter, money flipper, you's a lame (You's a lame)
Diamond fist, a diamond wrist, a water chain (Water, water)
Suicide doors on Fisker, whip insane (I f*cked your daughter)
I'm that n*gga, same old n*gga, ain't sh*t changed (Ain't sh*t changed)
I'm that n*gga, same old n*gga, ain't sh*t changed (Ain't sh*t changed)
I'm that n*gga, same old n*gga, ain't sh*t changed (Ain't sh*t changed)
Flex on n*ggas, flex on b*tches, do my thing (Do my thing)

[Verse 1]
I'ma di*k her, I won't kiss her, ain't sh*t changed (Ain't sh*t changed)
Diamond wrist, a diamond fist, uh-uh, bling-bling (Bling, bling)
Love my pistol, it's an issue? Aim at your brain (Aim at your brain)
Yeah, my brother in the kitchen whip cocaine (That be Mean)
Pour up a four, sipping lean, got slow brain (Got the ache)
Got your b*tch in my crib giving brain (Don't know how to act)
Stainless steel, get your ass, now you stained (Bah, bah)
My b*tch be toting, she a shooter, G.I. Jane (Oh my God)
Want the money, all the money, f*ck the fame (Oh my God)
Who am I? Ask your sl*t, she know my name (Yeah, she do)
My b*tch live in Augusta, that be Maine (Not Atlanta)
I done flexed up, boy, you should do the same, yeah (Yeah, that sh*t—)
[Chorus]
Flex on n*ggas, flex on b*tches, do my thing (Do my thing)
I'm a hitter, money flipper, you's a lame (You's a lame)
Diamond fist, a diamond wrist, a water chain (Water, water)
Suicide doors on Fisker, whip insane (I f*cked your daughter)
I'm that n*gga, same old n*gga, ain't sh*t changed (Ain't sh*t changed)
I'm that n*gga, same old n*gga, ain't sh*t changed (Ain't sh*t changed)
I'm that n*gga, same old n*gga, ain't sh*t changed (Ain't sh*t changed)
Flex on n*ggas, flex on b*tches, do my thing (Do my thing)

[Verse 2]
Where the pistol? Point the pistol, show the safe (Show the safe)
f*ck the cops, f*ck the 12, f*ck the Jakes (f*ck the Jakes)
Versace robes, sipping Moët, sipping Ace (Sipping Ace)
Pull up, Lambo, hard to handle, but let's race (Skrrt-skrrt, race)
You ain't sucking di*k? Ho, get out my face (Get out my mix)
I f*ck any b*tch no matter the race (Any b*tch)
I f*ck all the strippers, I feel like I'm Drake (With my woes)
I like revolvers better 'cause they hold the case (Give out my bullets)
And yes, indeed, Lil Uzi beat the case (Oh my God)
Feel her titty, feel like Tity with freebase (Feel like 2 Chainz)
Don't eat booty, eat her pus*y, like the taste (I like the taste)
Shark on hoodie, feel like Nigo, all these apes (Bathing Ape)

[Chorus]
Flex on n*ggas, flex on b*tches, do my thing (Do my thing)
I'm a hitter, money flipper, you's a lame (You's a lame)
Diamond fist, a diamond wrist, a water chain (Water, water)
Suicide doors on Fisker, whip insane (I f*cked your daughter)
I'm that n*gga, same old n*gga, ain't sh*t changed (Ain't sh*t changed)
I'm that n*gga, same old n*gga, ain't sh*t changed (Ain't sh*t changed)
I'm that n*gga, same old n*gga, ain't sh*t changed (Ain't sh*t changed)
Flex on n*ggas, flex on b*tches, do my thing (Do my thing)
[Outro]
(Damn, DJ Plugg—)
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