Pick Me Like Pick Me Tiktok Song Lyrics By Lil Uzi Vert. Main song words are And they screamin’ out like, Pick me, like, Pick me Pick me, like, Pick me, like, Pick me, like, Pick me.
Pick Me Like Pick Me Tiktok Song Lyrics
You light like a feather, I’m heavy like brick
I’m a rockstar, I got slits on my wrist
You ain’t never hear heavy metal like this
You ain’t ever seen a Rollie full of that p^ss
You light like a feather, heavy like brick
I’m a rockstar, I got slits on my wrist
You ain’t never hear heavy metal like this
Got two yellow bi^^hes gon’ chill in my crib (Uh)
(She keep talking ’bout lime green, no)
(Lil’ bi^^h this is slime green, yeah)
Let’s go
(Lil’ slime Vert, bi^^h bendin’ over)
Lil Uzi Vert
(Yeah, I got shoot 250, yeah)
Let’s go
(She keep talking ’bout lime green, no)
Uzi Vert
(Lil’ bi^^h this is slime green, yeah)
Yeah
(Lil’ slime Vert bi^^h, bendin’ over, yeah)
Yeah
(Yeah, I got shoot 250, yeah)
I woke up richer than yesterday
I had to go get a check today
All by myself, no mas^^^^ate
Hoodbaby, come by, gave Tec away (Let’s go)
That boy, he was talking yesterday
He probably get laid to rest today
I can put this sh^t together in a faster way
What, you want me to go and k^ll you straight? (Yeah, yeah)
Told that bi^^h listen, no, no you can’t k^ss me
I hit that thing once and then drip for the finish (Yeah)
Told that bi^^h, Turn around, l^ck on this d^^ky (Huh?)
I got these girls and they fightin’ all up and like
And they screamin’ out like, Pick me, like, Pick me
Pick me, like, Pick me, like, Pick me, like, Pick me
bi^^h, I’m a demon, I ride in a demon
Spin through your block, lil’ bi^^h, this not a hemi (Skrrt)
You light like a feather, I’m heavy like brick
I’m a rockstar, I got slits on my wrist
You ain’t never hear heavy metal like this
You ain’t never seen a Rollie full of that p^^s
Two yellow chains and it look like Chris
Got two yellow bi^^hes gon’ chill in my crib
Uh, make the bi^^h ride d^^k, 10 speed, yeah
Which one leave home with me? Uh-uh-uh
Drop about 8-350, yeah
She keep talking ’bout lime green, no
Lil’ bi^^h this is slime green, yeah
Lil’ slime Vert, bi^^h bendin’ over
Yeah, I got shoot 250, uh
No 100 round, bi^^h, 250, yeah
Two minutes, I made 250, yeah
Lil Uzi, I’m straight from the 16, yeah
On my neck spent 250, yeah
You light like a feather, I’m heavy like brick
I’m a rockstar, I got slits on my wrist
You ain’t hear never heavy metal like this
You ain’t ever seen a Rollie full of that p^^s
You light like a feather, heavy like brick (What?)
I’m a rockstar, I got slits on my wrist (Uh-uh)
You ain’t never hear heavy metal like this (Uh-uh)
Got two yellow bi^^hes gon’ chill in my crib (Uh-huh)
(Keed talk to ’em)
New Chi when shortkey and you know we ball out (Keed talk to ’em)
Fear of God on the kid, no Ferragamo, nah, none (Fear of God, Fear of God)
Y’all ni^^as be hoes, y’all the ones causin’ 12 to come out (What?)
Yeah, I know y’all be the one telling them to come out (What?)
Bad ho climbing all on a ni^^a, I ain’t talking treehouse (Let’s go)
Y’all ni^^as rat, ni^^a
Heard y’all bi^^h ni^^as tellin’ all (Rat, swear)
Yeah, we in the trap house, where we get the tray comin’ in and out (What?)
And you know I’m at your bi^^h house, like a knife gettin’ in her mouth (Let’s go)
And you know I kept sticks on me, handgun was in the couch (Gun, swear)
And you know the ho goin’ right up when the slime come through (Turn up, slimeball, turn up)
Y’all ni^^as be some old ni^^as, I don’t know what y’all ni^^as ’bout (What?)
Racks in the Goyard bag, yeah
Hood baby to the moon, yeah
You light like a feather, I’m heavy like brick
I’m a rockstar, I got slits on my wrist
You ain’t never hear heavy metal like this
You ain’t ever seen a Rollie full of that p^^s
You light like a feather, heavy like brick
I’m a rockstar, I got slits on my wrist
You ain’t never hear heavy metal like this
Got two yellow bi^^hes gon’ chill in my crib
(Hood Baby)
I’m the king
Diamond real water, told a ni^^a Aquafina (Let’s go)
We beat the bi^^h down, told her to put on her jeans
Panamera coupe on the top got the rings (Skrrt-skrrt)
Clutch on the Glock, on the bottom got a beam (Brrt)
Eyes wide open, got me focused on the bean
Real class smoke got me high of the green (Let’s go)
Know you can’t cap to a hood baby, yeah (Oh no)
Talkin’ real crazy, got them babies everywhere
Slatt Gotit gon’ drip-drip, yeah this rare
You know you cannot clone me, oh, no, no, dear (Oh no)
She s^ck me real loose, diamonds hitting from the rear (S^ck it up)
I done ran up the ra
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