Smino – Pudgy Lyrics

 

Pudgy Lyrics by Smino (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)

 

Ooh oooh uh

Ooooh oooh uh

*humming*

Childish Major

HK1

Who in the truck with the pretty guts pudgy fuck

No tummy tuck got the city shook

mama look

Bitches glissy’ glossin’n’n up in the back bouta break her back to some rap shit

Uzi-Vertabrae

Up like murder rate

Up

Pearly gates

HK2

Reason number 1 is I’m the sun of

Trees and moons and martyrs, authors

right when they was counting me out I came around the hardest(Ohhh)

Playing target practice met a bad bitch at target

V1

Darling

What’s your bargin

Let’s get it bussin’ like we Barged in

Ya’ n**** all simp

Bluue his head like he Marge Damn

I’m animated

And I made it

Out the city show in South Beach

ballin’ out sheesh

Mike Wazowski got my eye on her

Pudgy, and the pussy got some power on it like

*Clap clap clap clap*

Lights off it

HK1

Who in the truck with the pretty guts Pudgy fuck

No tummy tuck got the city shook

mama look

Bitches gliszy’ glossin’n’n up in the back bouta break her back to some rap shit

Uzi-vertabrae

Up like murder rate

Up

Pearly gates

V2 – LIL UZI VERT

I don’t know if I’ll make it to pearly gates

Standing on top of the world I’m big like 7’8” (Ahh)

I wonder where my soul gonna go until the devil says(Hmm)

I might got 8 different baby mommas in 7 states(States)

I don’t care what you do in the daytime

at night better lay

I don’t care what you do in my whip take your shoes off Anna Mae

I don’t drink no Henny Casamigos be the better grade

I done put diamonds in my AP and it make me feel so late

And I got my momma a new home it make me feel so great

Late better than never I feel like I’m greater than ever

Fight for this cheddar

The Def get you Jammed like Vendetta

HK1

Who in the truck with the pretty guts pudgy fuck

No tummy tuck got the city shook

mama look

Bitches gliszy’ glossin’n’n up in the back bouta break her back to some rap shit

Uzi-Vertabrae

Up like murder rate

Up

Pearly gates

HK2

Reason number 1 is I’m the son of

Trees and moons and martyrs, authors

right when they was counting me out I came around the hardest

Playing target practice met a bad bitch a target

V3

Who you bro

I don’t know you n****need to move over

Who smokin’

I’m on Mars right now I feel like Bruno

Got a pakk

Loud as drums dis bih deserve a drumroll

I attract

That good brain don’t bring around no dumb hoes

Or no n****s

That be burnt out like that Fronto

I’m so serious

I be better off boolin ’ back on my own

HK1

Who in the truck with the…