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Lil Uzi Vert - Aye (Feat. Travis Scott) [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Uzi Vert
Lil Uzi Vert
Vocals
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lil Uzi Vert
Lil Uzi Vert
Songwriter
Travis Scott
Travis Scott
Songwriter
B. Saint Fort
B. Saint Fort
Songwriter
Benjamin Thomas
Benjamin Thomas
Songwriter
Brandon Terrell Veal
Brandon Terrell Veal
Songwriter
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Jacques Bermon Webster II
Songwriter
Symere Woods
Symere Woods
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Benjamin Thomas
Benjamin Thomas
Mixing Engineer
Frank Holland
Frank Holland
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Soul
Soul
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Brandon Finessin
Brandon Finessin
Producer
206Derek
206Derek
Recording Engineer
BNYX®
BNYX®
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah (I-I) Lil Uzi (yeah, I-I) Shit (I-I-I'm working on dying) It's Lil Uzi in this bitch (BNYX) Yeah, yeah (woah) Yeah, yeah (rage) Yeah, yeah (huh?) Yeah, yeah (woah) My neck is filled with the water (ayy, ayy) I might just fuck around and take your daughter (yeah) Yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi, woah) Yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi) Yeah, yeah (ayy) Yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi, woah) Sometimes I feel like the target (ayy, I feel like the target, huh?) But fuck it, this time I go harder (ayy, I'ma go harder) Fuck on that bitch for free (ayy) This shit feel like victory (ayy) Money ain't shit to me (ayy) Marni gon' stick to me (ayy) Lil Uzi Vert on a roll (Lil Uzi, ayy) I put them diamonds my teeth (ayy) Might put some diamonds my nose (ayy) Ayy, I put them diamonds my teeth (ayy) Might put some diamonds my nose (ayy, huh?) We killed an opp and got low (ayy) Don't got no bullets, this pole (what? Yeah) He called my phone, he need more (hello? Ayy) My bitch don't want me no more (ayy) Now I look at her like, "Ho" (ayy) Yeah, yeah (woah) Yeah, yeah (ayy) Yeah, yeah (ayy) Yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi) My neck is filled with the water (ayy, ayy) I might just fuck around and take your daughter (yeah) Yeah, yeah (woah) Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah (ayy) Yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi, woah) Sometimes I feel like the target (ayy, I feel like the target, huh?) But fuck it, this time I go harder (ayy, I'ma go harder) Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah I don't think they really hear me (yeah) Walk around with it, that's clearly (let's go) Hundred, mmm, yearly (ha) Hit her, make her do the griddy (yeah) Hit her when I'm in the city (it's lit) Snap on a nigga like Ray Bang on a bitch like I'm 50 (uh) Yeah, yeah, yeah (huh?) Yeah (let's go) I'm done with sinnin', you know I keep the Christian Dior on the coat and the toe (Christian Dior) And I keep the checks on my feet (wow) They know I got the time to go check on a ho (yeah) I put the gang on a boat (ayy) Told 'em I'ma keep it afloat (Lil Uzi) and keep it on go My neck is filled with the water (ayy, ayy) I might just fuck around and take your daughter (yeah) Yeah, yeah (woah) Yeah, yeah (ayy) Yeah, yeah (ayy) Yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi, woah) Sometimes I feel like a target (ayy, I feel like the target) But fuck it, this time I go harder (ayy)
Writer(s): Symere Woods, Brandon Terrell Veal, Benjamin Jr. Thomas, Jacques Webster, Benjamin Saint Fort Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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