Lil Uzi Vert - Dolly lyrics

Lil Uzi Vert – Dolly Lyrics [Pre-Chorus] Somebody please call me your gentleman She came to me and said that “You cannot bring him back to her” Swag disease, look at my jeans and the Gucci gon’ buckle up Sippin’ that Tussion’, had me tussled up, I had to tussle the muscle up [Chorus] Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max [Bridge] Know I’m finessing the pack (aye) Know I’m gonna make it right back (yeah) 100k right in my back (aye) I take a vacay and relax (yeah) Hey, Dolly, yeah Woah, hey, Dolly, yeah, ayy [Verse 1] Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max Get that check like Max Rep the set like Max Spend it, I make it right back I move and finesse and I pack This sh** here right off the head It’s “Mr. All My Friends Are Dead” I let your b**h play with my dreads Then she proceeds to give me head You know my windows, yeah, they tinted So you cannot see ’em, what’s in But I pull up in a new Bentley So you wanna see ’em, what’s in Interior, that sh** all is red You spilled the Tec, won’t see the red I got a Tec, one in the head Got so much ice, I need a sled My choppa in stock, get attached I pull in Audi, matte black You know that [?], yuh All of my n***as, they back, yuh [Chorus] Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max [Bridge] You know that I’m getting them racks I move and finesse in the pack 100k right in my back I take a vacay and relax Hey, Dolly, yeah Woah, hey, Dolly, yeah, ayy [Verse 2] Thought you really had my back You ain’t really have my back I ain’t really with no stress Caught all strings attached And I know, Dolly, come back And I know, Dora, come back And you know, Thug, I’m back b**h, we have no rest Man, I’m in way back When I had to shoot big racks When I had two, three racks No, I had ten, twelve racks Now I got three million stacks Pull off on a jet, yeah We want more, not less Slimey cup of mess [Pre-Chorus] Somebody please call me your gentleman She came to me and said that “You cannot bring him back to her” Swag disease, look at my jeans and the Gucci gon’ buckle up Sippin’ that Tussion’, had me tussled up, I had to tussle the muscle up [Chorus] Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max Hit the trap like Max [Bridge] You know that I’m getting them racks I move and finesse in the pack 100k right in my back I take a vacay and relax Hey, Dolly, yeah Woah, hey, Dolly, yeah [Outro] And I know, Dolly, come back And I know, Dora, come back And you know, Thug, I’m back b**h, we have no rest And I know, Dolly, come back And I know, Dora, come back And you know, Thug, I’m back b**h, we have no rest