Suicide Doors

My right hand to God, I ain't never heard a Uzi Vert song that I can say, "That's Uzi Vert"
But I know he a, a - that put fingernail polish on his mother- nails, and wear dresses
How he gon' talk about somethin', n-?
Thank you, Lil Uzi Vert

I don't know, I don't know
Where the f- am I?
Aah, whoa
F- you, and f- your b-
I don't give a f- about none of y'all n-
Y'all n- tried to ban me from this sh-, but I came back
I do what I want, I do anything I please

I feel like b-, I'm "The Crow" (whoa)
I feel like b-, I'm "The Crow" (I'm the-)
I feel like b-, I'm "The Crow" (I'm the Crow)
I feel like b-, I'm "The Crow" (I'm the-)

And if you not new, who you let go? (Whoa)
Young n- just count up all this dough (whoa)
I get money like a CEO (whoa)
I get five hundred thousand a show
Tat my name on your a-, and your toes
I'm like Chief Keef, like Sosa, I'm Glo
All my b- from around the world, I'm global
I eat "Pop-Tarts", but I took that b- to Nobu

Yeah, go
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, huh? What?

I wear Balenciaga straight out the showroom
I put spikes all on my head just like I'm Goku
She looked at me in my eyes, said, "Be the old you"
Su- my d-, you dumb- b-, she said, "You so rude"
I ain't Trinidad, I go big world like Crow do
They say they want Lil Uzi Vert on them old loops
I'm reptilian, I'm not normal, my soul threw
My mama don't know me no more, 'cause I got new blood

Got a new b-, but she don't su- like my old sl-
I don't like a natural b-, yeah, I like fake butts
Ten million dollars from Live Nation, b-, that paystub
I don't work for "Little Debbies", but I'm caked up
Six-six-six, satanist, that's why they hate us
I ain't satanist, but they say I am, so let's do it
My Dominican b- don't speak English, but so fluent (ha)
F- two Spanish b- next to each other, they congruent (Lil Uzi)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (whoa, whoa)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Whoa) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Whoa) yeah, yeah, yeah (huh?)

I feel like b-, I'm "The Crow"
I feel like b-, I'm "The Crow" (I'm possessed)
I feel like b-, I'm "The Crow" (I'm out of my f- mind)
I feel like b-, I'm "The Crow" (one, two, three, go!)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Whoa) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Whoa) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Whoa) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I go like, "Aah!"
I'm out my mind, insane
I'm so rockstar, I might try co-
I'm so crazy, don't jump in my lane
Suicide doors (suicide doors)
Suicide wh- tryna f- me for the fame (yeah, yeah)
I just wanna crash
Wanna crash out in a Trackhawk (whoa)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (whoa)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (suicide doors)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (huh?)

I feel like b-, I'm "The Crow"
I feel like b-, I'm "The Crow"
I feel like b-, I'm "The Crow"
I feel like b-, I'm "The Crow" (one, two, three, go!)

(Whoa) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (suicide doors)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (suicide doors)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (suicide doors)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Whoa
He ain't never shot no Uzi to call himself "Uzi Vert"
He ain't no Uzi-totin' n-
He ain't the n- known in the neighborhood for the Uzi's



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Writer(s): Alejandra Ghersi Rodriguez, Leon Balint, Symere Woods, Brandon Terrell Veal, Thant Tayzar
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