Letra That Fiya - Lil Uzi Vert

That Fiya

You know how hot it is to fuck in a Lamb'
I been in this shit for a while
Money stretched out for a mile
Triple the work in my bank
Get money, in love with my side ho
Lil Uzi Vert is a psycho
I’ma pop him like Django
My niggas spin shit like a vinyl, I know
.44 on my body, bitch, this shit, it hit like ha, ah (What? What? What?)
I don’t wear Supreme but if I indulge you know I only wear Gore-Tex
Get money, drugs, what else? More sex (Woo, woah)
If that lil' bitch not a city girl then I swear that shit is borin' (She's too
borin')
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine (Yes)
What you tryin'? (You tryin' what?)
Fuck nigga don’t never wanna play
Got a nigga killed with a baby trey-eight
Why the fuck you playin'? (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow,
baow) Get hit (Bitch)
Jumpin' that boy with that fire (Blam), jumpin' that boy with that fire (Blam)
Jumpin' that boy with that fire (Blam), jumpin' that boy with that fire (Yeah)
Jumpin' that boy with that fire (Yeah), jumpin' that boy with that fire (Yeah)
Jumpin' that boy with that fire (Yeah), jumpin' that boy with that fire (Yeah)
.44 on my body, bitch, this shit it hit like
Ha (What? What? What?)
Ha
Ah
(Jumpin' that boy with that fire, jumpin' that boy with that fire).
44 on my body, bitch, this shit, it hit like
(Jumpin' that boy with that fire, jumpin' that boy with that fire) Ha (What?
What? What?)
(Jumpin' that boy with that fire, jumpin' that boy with that fire) Ha
(Jumpin' that boy with that fire, jumpin' that boy with that fire)
(Jumpin' that boy with that fire, jumpin' that boy with that fire)