Future & Lil Uzi Vert – Moment of Clarity

Download Future & Lil Uzi Vert – Moment Of Clarity mp3, song,audio,music,lyrics. Future & Lil Uzi Vert comes through with yet another new song titled “Moment Of Clarity”

Actually this wonderful track is popped out of their joint project album ‘PLUTO & BABY PLUTO”.Which is released on November 13th 2020.

 

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Future & Lil Uzi Vert – Moment of Clarity LYRICS

[Intro: Future]

Yeah, yeah

Bitch is so tropical, yeah

I call her Pina Colada, oh yeah, yeah (Run that back, Turbo)

Lately I give ’em like a five, sip cognac

When I pop out on ’em with a model, oh yeah

 

[Chorus: Future]

Moment of clarity, I’m straight off the yacht

Upping my currency, I’m taking your spot

Fuck a celebrity, treat like a thot

Ain’t no comparing, the game in knot

I keep additional guns in the door

High-tech surveillance came with a remote

She got Balenciaga on the road

I need some codeine, it’s curing my soul

Watches and watches and watches and chains, yeah

A whole lot to changе, yeah

Shottas on shottas on shottas with K’s, yeah

We madе it out the rain, yeah

Shawty wan’ fuck on my shorty just one time, let’s make the arrangement

Deep collar flawless, it’s clarity stones on me, I look like a caveman

 

[Verse 1: Future]

Everyday life is a movie premiere

Baddies on baddies, pulled up like ’em souvenirs

I bought us new veneers

Smile on a freaky girl, I wanna see it

Properly greet you with ice on your wrist

Wrist get sprained without all the pain

‘Bout that time to get laced, get draped

‘Bout that time to get some bezels, big face

Can’t let you forget I got more hits than Elvis

I got your bitch tryna eat my pelvis

I’m on that level, your bitch feed me grapes

Man, she cooking my breakfast, she doing my nails

Ran through that pussy in some high-top Chanel

No NFL, but I’m one of the players

Took her to the hills in Manolo heels

She caught a balance and I paid the bill

I’m having stamina, let’s keep it real (Yeah)

Three on a one, having sex on a pill (Yeah)

Count so much money, got buns on my hands

Living my life and it’s bringing me chills

Tell me where the mils, I’m coming in the Lear

I can feel what you feel, yeah

‘Cause when it’s real, then it’s real, yeah

I like my oil in the seal, yeah

 

[Chorus: Future]

Moment of clarity, I’m straight off the yacht

Upping my currency, I’m taking your spot

Fuck a celebrity, treat like a thot

Ain’t no comparing, the game in knot

I keep additional guns in the door

High-tech surveillance came with a remote

She got Balenciaga on the road

I need some codeine, it’s curing my soul

Watches and watches and watches and chains, yeah

A whole lot to change, yeah

Shottas on shottas on shottas with K’s, yeah

We made it out the rain, yeah

Shawty wan’ fuck on my shorty just one time, let’s make the arrangement

Deep collar flawless, it’s clarity stones on me, I look like a caveman

 

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]

Darkskin and tropical, I call her Tina Colada, yeah

I spend a lot on her

Pull up, I’m dropping the top on her

Diamonds same shape as an octagon

Look at his neck, look like plexiglass

Pull up, the opps, they running fast

Got the mystical TEC, that shit shakin’ fast (Brrt)

I pop a Perc’ just to make it last (Yeah)

Fuck her so good, she can’t shake her ass (Let’s go)

She know that I’ll throw it all because I’m known just to make it back

I told that boy do not play with him

Chill, I got your girl, just relax, uh

If you wan’ try somethin’, nigga, we get your whole family whacked for sixty racks, uh (Yeah)

I’m off a molly all in this party, I just might pop me a flat, yeah

All of these bitches, they moving like bugs

Nat get caught in a zap, yeah

Flee the scene right on a jet, yeah

Then I pull up, say what happened? (What happened?)

Gold buttons on my jacket, yeah

I feel like I’m Michael Jackson (Yeah)

 

[Chorus: Future]

Moment of clarity, I’m straight off the yacht

Upping my currency, I’m taking your spot

Fuck a celebrity, treat like a thot

Ain’t no comparing, the game in knot

I keep additional guns in the door

High-tech surveillance came with a remote

She got Balenciaga on the road

I need some codeine, it’s curing my soul

Watches and watches and watches and chains, yeah

A whole lot to change, yeah

Shottas on shottas on shottas with K’s, yeah

We made it out the rain, yeah

Shawty wan’ fuck on my shorty just one time, let’s make the arrangement

Deep collar flawless, it’s clarity stones on me, I look like a cave

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