Call Me Bart lyrics

[Intro: Future]
Lambo', Double R
Choppa long like guitar
Choppa like a guit—, choppa like a guitar
Gang (Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?)
Let's go

[Chorus: Future]
Rose gold platinum Cubans, I be wearing it like it's art, huh (Woo)
Yellow diamonds on, in the trap they call me Bart, huh
Pocket full of stones and then my carats, forty pointers, huh
I done flexed so long, I'm bigger than Elvis, I got joints, uh-huh

[Post-Chorus: Future]
Diamonds on my teeth, so when you smile you see a glisten, huh
I'm on demon time, so when I step I got that stick, uh-huh
Exotics in my driveway, got a turbo with the switch, uh-huh
I might go on flyway, go to church, gettin' caught wit' your b*tch, uh-huh

[Verse 1: Future]
Like in the Bay area they go dumb, they go hyphy when they slide, uh-huh
Run a n*gga down, when he get tired, open up that fire, uh-huh
Gasin' on the pedal and Chane-ne know I'm a [?], uh-huh
Pitch black, blue diamonds, ain't never gon' [?] (Uh-huh)
b*tch down on my team, like she just saw her ass a 'Rari
All steppers, all criminals, young just went on a robbery
Life is like a soccer field, I kick it with a different b*tch
I taught you how to cook the yayo, like you was in chemistry
Future gave you a first pill, now you ain't on no friendly sh*t (Pluto)
I ain't gon' dap up nobody like everybody the enemy
I wish I killed chances I took with penitentiary (Yeah)
I ain't gon' never fall, I'm standin' up 'til the finish, yeah (Gang)
[Chorus: Future]
Rose gold platinum Cubans, I be wearing it like it's art, huh (Woo)
Yellow diamonds on, in the trap they call me Bart, huh
Pocket full of stones and then my carats, forty pointers, huh
I done flexed so long, I'm bigger than Elvis, I got joints, uh-huh

[Post-Chorus: Future]
Diamonds on my teeth, so when you smile you see a glisten, huh
I'm on demon time, so when I step I got that stick, uh-huh
Exotics in my driveway, got a turbo with the switch, uh-huh
I might go on flyway, go to church, gettin' caught wit' your b*tch, uh-huh

[Verse 2: Future]
These n*ggas contaminated and broke like a disease
Never play with my nose but I popped a bag of beans, uh
Carats on my ears, they big as a jelly bean, huh
I was in the field, cuttin' rocks up, tote magazines, uh
Route a [?] maze and I'on walk no more, I be glidin'
I just took the billion dollar meeting on a island
I met a n*gga in the west end with them diamonds and I'm violent
I been sellin' dope, the police watchin' me like Iverson
Now I done crossed over, man these n*ggas out here filin'
All this money I'm pilin' got all these b*tches wylin'
Cooked it up when it came back, I went and got my cho-cho
AR in the door and my dawg keep a .44
[Chorus: Future]
Rose gold platinum Cubans, I be wearing it like it's art, huh (Woo)
Yellow diamonds on, in the trap they call me Bart, huh
Pocket full of stones and then my carats, forty pointers, huh
I done flexed so long, I'm bigger than Elvis, I got joints, uh-huh

[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
Jumping off the stage b*tch I feel like I'm Bret Hart (Bret Hart, let's go, yeah)
Automatic whip (Yeah), b*tch, that's automatic start (Uh-huh, yeah)
Diamonds don't need no light (Yeah), yeah, it hit better in the dark (Uh-huh)
I just pulled up on this b*tch (Woah, woah), she suck my di*k apart (Let's go)
Diamonds touch my heart, yeah, water, Noah's Ark
Yellow diamonds look like Lisa, that's the sis of Bart
I mix canary's just right with the blue, yeah, my diamonds look like Marge (Marge, yeah)
Trapping just on my phone, yeah, my pockets, they be like Homer, yeah
Pull up a Glocky, that bih' got a Maggie
Stand on my money, I'm tall as a athlete
Pockets too full, yeah, them b*tches too saggy (Uh)
Balenciaga with the Prada, I'm [?]
I just had yo' lil' b*tch in the telly (Yeah)
On the real, yeah, I swear she was ready (Yeah)
She ain't even wanna f*ck for no money (Yeah)
She f*ck for a Birkin, that b*tch was [?] (Yeah)

[Chorus: Future]
Rose gold platinum Cubans, I be wearing it like it's art, huh
Yellow diamonds on, in the trap they call me Bart, huh
Pocket full of stones and then my carats, forty pointers, huh
I done flexed so long, I'm bigger than Elvis, I got joints, uh-huh