Lil Uzi Vert - Beat It and Delete It (Unreleased Cover)
This is a remix song based off the unreleased Lil Uzi Vert snippet “Beat It and Delete It” produced by by Lyle Leduff
This instrumental was remade and uses the same sample: • Loop 61
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Lyrics:
[Pre-Chorus]
Yea
You cannot believe me
You say I’m too weird
Blue what is all in my pockets
Everyday been getting guap
Had you in Lambo had her in a Benz
I had to fuck with your opps
You fuck with a lame he a fraud
I been the same young nigga from the pot (same, pot)
[Chorus]
I cannot buy all your love you a thot (thot)
I really put you inside ain’t no Honda (Honda)
I don’t know why you really choosing him
Livin too well and I count it by hunnids (hunnids, yea)
Pull up Lamb no Beamer Benz
I don’t wanna be your man, yea
Plus I really know your mans
He ain’t got these type of bands
I’m done wit you hit your friends yea (friend, yea, yea)
I said I’m gon’ text your friends
I ain’t really got no plans
Everyday I been the man, yea (yea)
[Verse 1]
My homies told me don’t stay better leave ya (leave, yea)
I asked why you always leaving? (Why you, always?)
She told me to leave it (she told me)
Done with the talking, so I beat it and delete it (bye bye)
[Bridge]
Yea
You cannot believe me,
You say I’m too weird (huh, what)
It’s always the same thing,
It never gets clear (what)
Always say I talk too much, then you say don’t talk enough
Tell me that I’m being soft but like it when I’m kinda rough (yea)
I don’t need your speech no more, I like it when you use your mouth
Follow all the same rules, but you ain’t like the basic type
I am not your average nigga, I know you stay up at night
[Verse 2]
I know you ain’t out of touch, girl you know I’m off the drug
I get blue cheese yea, car got two seats yea (skrr skrr)
I get too deep yea, the Percy lose me yea (yea)
I’m that man in the Lamb, slidin’ and I keep my doors wide open (wooh, ayy)
I keep it on my waist my 40, bought a big bag for brand new shorty (yea ayy)
She ain’t really brand new, yea that man that she with he was broke and he was flaunting (woah)
My heart it was wrecked and was broken, girl it ain’t nothing you can do to restore me
I used to take her to the mall, let her buy out the store we ain’t even gotta walk in (no, no)
In the city and we went down to Portland (yea, yea)
Tourin shows now they all wan record me (now they all wan’ record me)
Yea, left my show don’t let the paparazzi try to stop me (yea)
Diamonds on my face, Hellraiser, and they flooded yea
Girl my love like a bottle might burst if you top me (oh yea)
[Chorus]
I cannot buy all your love you a thot
I really put you inside ain’t no Honda
I don’t know why you really choosing him
Livin too well and I count it by hunnids
Pull up lamb no Beamer Benz
I don’t wanna be your man, yea
Plus I really know your mans (mans)
He ain’t got these type of bands (bands)
I’m done wit you hit your friends yea (yeah)
I said I’m gon’ text your friends
I ain’t really got no plans
Everyday I been the man, yea