Albums Lil Uzi Vert - LUV vs. The World 2 - Eternal Atake (Deluxe) (Discussion Thread)
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Big Mel
@bigboss
listen to insipid death lullabies as the world crumbles, brehs.
ISO
Pass me the rock nikka
This is too soon
I could’ve use this later in the summer. I haven’t even fully digest the first EA.
Bigblackted4
Superstar
Y’all can’t front on Nav he laced this song and this is one of my favorite Uzi verses. Song def makes me want them to do a project together.
they have a project together.
brickflair
All Star
Moon Relate is my shyt Uzi needs to stop playin and give us a true rock autotune crooning album 
Yessirski my 2nd fav goddam 21 killed that jus like Mister off Sl'imerre him and Pierre need to work a lot more, Uzi really gave 30 tracks on 2 albums after an almost 3 year "hiatus"
Yessirski my 2nd fav goddam 21 killed that jus like Mister off Sl'imerre him and Pierre need to work a lot more, Uzi really gave 30 tracks on 2 albums after an almost 3 year "hiatus"
These threads are pathetic...lol
With these rappers, yall nyggas just line up for a few pages and say this goes hard or this aint fuhking wit his last album.. never nothing to breakdown..lol
Post the lyrics to this silly shyt..lol
With these rappers, yall nyggas just line up for a few pages and say this goes hard or this aint fuhking wit his last album.. never nothing to breakdown..lol
Post the lyrics to this silly shyt..lol
BABY PLUTO LYRICS
[Intro]
(Welcome to Eternal Atake)
[Chorus]
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek
I bought her a baby one
Yeah, I bought me a Maybach, it came with two doors
Yeah, that's the Mercedes one (For sure)
I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage
While makin' my lady cum (Yeah)
I bought a G-Wagen, that shyt was the BRABUS
That's why I be racin' 'em (BRABUS)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Go get it)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Go get it)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war
[Verse 1]
I got static in my city, who fukkin' with me?
Pull up with this 30 and this chopper hold a fifty
Man, I heard that nikka Mickey, that's too risky
Man, we spray his car, spray his window, icky, icky
She keep suckin' on my dikk, tryna get a hickey, hickey
Girl, I swear that p*ssy too wet, sticky, sticky
I kicked her right out of the front door, I'm picky, picky
Yeah, and every time she go to call my phone, I'm busy, busy (Yeah, yeah, hello, hello? Hello?)
I heard it's some nikkas that's on my head (Brr)
I heard it's some nikkas that want my bread
Oh my God
Y'all nikkas better chill before y'all all be dead (Oh my God, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Whole lot of, whole lot of hoes, whole lot of, whole lot of meds
Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of clothes, nikkas be stealin' my swag (Hold up)
Whole lot of, whole lot of emeralds, please tuck your baguettes
Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of red rubies on my neck
Uzi, it came with a TEC
The brick, that came with a vet
I can teach you how to flex (Yes)
The Draco, it came with a vest
The condo, it came with a pit (Yeah)
My new bytch, she came with some neck (Yeah)
Man, these boys ain't believe me
Until I pulled up and my neck was on squeegee (Woah)
Man, these boys ain't believe me
They thought I believed in the devil like ouija
Man, these boys ain't believe me
A real rockstar, Chrome Heart on my beanie (Yeah)
I swear these boys cannot see me
That's why I be livin' my life like I'm Stevie
Wake up, Versace my bytch
I got on that Tisci, I eat fettuccine
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I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek
I bought her a baby one
Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it came with two doors
Yeah, that's the Mercedes one (Let's go)
I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage
While makin' my lady cum (Stay with the baddest)
I bought a G-Wagen, that shyt was the BRABUS
That's why I be racin' 'em (I bought a G-Wagen)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Yeah)
I ain't fukk a bytch in so long, I'd do it in a Honda Accord (Nah, for real)
I had to count my money on the ironing board
I just took that bytch shoppin', fukked behind the stores
[Verse 2]
I had to get all my nikkas off bond, I had to get 'em off holding (Yeah)
I had to take 12 right on the mile, drive it like my van was stolen (Skrrt, skrrt)
It sing like my birthday, brand new
'Cause I'm only known just to floor it (Brand new)
Yeah, I just know they be watchin' it
Yeah, I just, yeah, I just know they be watchin' it
All these hoes love me
I am such a slimy guy, nikka, do not trust me
Baby, I'ma bust you way before you bust me
You shouldn't have trusted me, girl, you got off lucky (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
If it's beef, don't partake
No, I do not eat steak (Yeah)
All I eat is fish plates
My diamonds so cold, in the freezer, my wrist be
Somewhere in the hills, prolly where my bytch stay
Switchin' my crib and you know I'm gon' switch states (Yeah)
I made a million, yeah, off a mixtape
I made a million, yeah, off a mixtape
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I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek
I bought her a baby one
Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it came with two doors
Yeah, that's the Mercedes one
I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage
While makin' my lady cum (I stay with the baddest)
I bought a G-Wagen, that shyt was the BRABUS
That's why I be racin' 'em (I bought a G-Wagen)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Yeah)
I ain't fukk a bytch in so long, I'd do it in a Honda Accord (Woah)
I had to count my money on the ironing board (Yeah)
I just took that bytch shoppin', fukked behind the stores (Store)
[Outro]
fukked behind the stores
You know that I gotta keep it real, fukked behind the stores (Sure)
You know that I gotta keep it real, fukked behind the stores
Yeah, count up a half a mil' up behind the store
Yeah, she gone off that molly like she ain't never take a pill before
You act like you tough like your homie ain't ever get killed before
What the...
Yo, what the fukk was that?
[Intro]
(Welcome to Eternal Atake)
[Chorus]
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek
I bought her a baby one
Yeah, I bought me a Maybach, it came with two doors
Yeah, that's the Mercedes one (For sure)
I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage
While makin' my lady cum (Yeah)
I bought a G-Wagen, that shyt was the BRABUS
That's why I be racin' 'em (BRABUS)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Go get it)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Go get it)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war
[Verse 1]
I got static in my city, who fukkin' with me?
Pull up with this 30 and this chopper hold a fifty
Man, I heard that nikka Mickey, that's too risky
Man, we spray his car, spray his window, icky, icky
She keep suckin' on my dikk, tryna get a hickey, hickey
Girl, I swear that p*ssy too wet, sticky, sticky
I kicked her right out of the front door, I'm picky, picky
Yeah, and every time she go to call my phone, I'm busy, busy (Yeah, yeah, hello, hello? Hello?)
I heard it's some nikkas that's on my head (Brr)
I heard it's some nikkas that want my bread
Oh my God
Y'all nikkas better chill before y'all all be dead (Oh my God, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Whole lot of, whole lot of hoes, whole lot of, whole lot of meds
Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of clothes, nikkas be stealin' my swag (Hold up)
Whole lot of, whole lot of emeralds, please tuck your baguettes
Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of red rubies on my neck
Uzi, it came with a TEC
The brick, that came with a vet
I can teach you how to flex (Yes)
The Draco, it came with a vest
The condo, it came with a pit (Yeah)
My new bytch, she came with some neck (Yeah)
Man, these boys ain't believe me
Until I pulled up and my neck was on squeegee (Woah)
Man, these boys ain't believe me
They thought I believed in the devil like ouija
Man, these boys ain't believe me
A real rockstar, Chrome Heart on my beanie (Yeah)
I swear these boys cannot see me
That's why I be livin' my life like I'm Stevie
Wake up, Versace my bytch
I got on that Tisci, I eat fettuccine
1, 'u-xx_large_top_margin': $height > 0}" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: block;">
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek
I bought her a baby one
Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it came with two doors
Yeah, that's the Mercedes one (Let's go)
I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage
While makin' my lady cum (Stay with the baddest)
I bought a G-Wagen, that shyt was the BRABUS
That's why I be racin' 'em (I bought a G-Wagen)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Yeah)
I ain't fukk a bytch in so long, I'd do it in a Honda Accord (Nah, for real)
I had to count my money on the ironing board
I just took that bytch shoppin', fukked behind the stores
[Verse 2]
I had to get all my nikkas off bond, I had to get 'em off holding (Yeah)
I had to take 12 right on the mile, drive it like my van was stolen (Skrrt, skrrt)
It sing like my birthday, brand new
'Cause I'm only known just to floor it (Brand new)
Yeah, I just know they be watchin' it
Yeah, I just, yeah, I just know they be watchin' it
All these hoes love me
I am such a slimy guy, nikka, do not trust me
Baby, I'ma bust you way before you bust me
You shouldn't have trusted me, girl, you got off lucky (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
If it's beef, don't partake
No, I do not eat steak (Yeah)
All I eat is fish plates
My diamonds so cold, in the freezer, my wrist be
Somewhere in the hills, prolly where my bytch stay
Switchin' my crib and you know I'm gon' switch states (Yeah)
I made a million, yeah, off a mixtape
I made a million, yeah, off a mixtape
1, 'u-xx_large_top_margin': $height > 0}" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: block;">
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek
I bought her a baby one
Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it came with two doors
Yeah, that's the Mercedes one
I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage
While makin' my lady cum (I stay with the baddest)
I bought a G-Wagen, that shyt was the BRABUS
That's why I be racin' 'em (I bought a G-Wagen)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Yeah)
I ain't fukk a bytch in so long, I'd do it in a Honda Accord (Woah)
I had to count my money on the ironing board (Yeah)
I just took that bytch shoppin', fukked behind the stores (Store)
[Outro]
fukked behind the stores
You know that I gotta keep it real, fukked behind the stores (Sure)
You know that I gotta keep it real, fukked behind the stores
Yeah, count up a half a mil' up behind the store
Yeah, she gone off that molly like she ain't never take a pill before
You act like you tough like your homie ain't ever get killed before
What the...
Yo, what the fukk was that?
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brickflair
All Star
Why that got u upset tho?
no need to tell me stfu 
