Died and Came Back Lyrics

Died and Came Back Lyrics

Ah
This sh*t forever, I'm Lil Uzi Vert
I can't stop goin', woah

Rigatoni, is not spaghetti
Racks not the same as fetti
Pills in the cups, sh*t got me deady
f**kin' her off the Perc', ain't ready
I'ma do everything you let me
No first class, I'm always on jetties
Pay everything cash, no, I don't do credit
You wearin' my savings, I'm wearin' my checkings
Rigatoni, is not spaghetti
Racks not the same as fetti
Pills in the cups, sh*t got me deady
f**kin' her off the Perc', ain't ready
I'ma do everything you let me
No first class, I'm always on jetties
Pay everything cash, no, I don't do credit
You wearin' my savings, I'm wearin' my checkings

I died and came back
Your voice don't sound the same, get your range back
When the f**k did they bring these lames back?
You said you f**ked my b**ch (I f**ked your b**ch too)

But you ain't even go get your chains back
They ran up in your crib and took your platinum plaques
I thought that you was ****, what's up with that?
I like the Crip 'cause the money in my pocket blue
I be with the Bloods and they all say, "Suwoop"
What you paid for your rent, I paid that for my shoes
If you try to diss me, boy, that's a lose-lose
Moncler on me since Luv Is Rage 2
When I made the first Luv Is Rage
It was "Canadian Goose"
I'm on probation, the government hatin'
Can't even see my Canadian boo
I'm never fakin', I dress like I'm Asian
Don't care what they say, I'm makin' it through
Ice on my neck, bought my mama a new home
My wrist cost a damn jewel, you ain't never seein' me with a two-tone
My crib residential, but I also got two homes
Don't cheat on my b**ch but I still got me two phones
I still see demons in the dark
I still see demons in the dark
Demon engine inside of a Trackhawk
They pretendin' don't speak if it ain't rack talk

Rigatoni, it's not spaghetti
Racks not the same as fetti
Pills in the cups, sh*t got me deady
f**kin' her off the Perc', ain't ready
I'ma do everything you let me
No first class, I'm always on jetties
Pay everything cash, no, I don't do credit
You wearin' my savings, I'm wearin' me checkings
Rackatoni, it's not spaghetti
Racks not the same as fetti
Pills in the cups, sh*t got me deady
f**kin' her off the Perc', ain't ready
I'ma do everything you let me
No first class, I'm always on jetties
Pay everything cash, no, I don't do credit
You wearin' my savings, I'm wearin' me checkings

I died and came back
Your voice don't sound the same, get your range back
When the f**k did they bring these lames back?
You said you f**ked my b**ch (I f**ked your b**ch too)