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You know, young rich niggas You know somethin, we aint really never had no old money We got a whole lotta new money though, hah Hey Raindrop , drop-top Smokin on cookie in the hotbox Fuckin on your bitch, she a thot, thot Cookin up dope in the crockpot We came from nothin to somethin, nigga I dont trust nobody, grip the trigger Call up the gang and they come and get ya Cry me a river, give you a tissue My bitch is bad and bougie Cookin up dope with a Uzi My niggas is savage, ruthless We got 30s and hundred-rounds too My bitch is bad and bougie Cookin up dope with a Uzi My niggas is savage, ruthless We got 30s and hundred-rounds too Offset, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo Rackaids on rackaids , got back-ends on back-ends Im ridin around in a coupe I take your bih right from you Bitch, Im a dog, roof Beat the ho walls loose Hop in the frog, whoo I tell that bih to come comfort me I swear these niggas is under me They hate and the devil keep jumpin me Bankrolls on me keep me company Ayy, we do the most Yeah, pull up in Ghosts Yeah, my diamonds a choker Holdin the fire with no holster Rick the Ruler, diamonds cooler This a Rollie, not a Muller Dabbin on em like the usual Magic with the brick, do voodoo Courtside with a bad bitch Then I send the bitch through Uber Im young and rich and plus Im bougie Im not stupid so I keep the Uzi Rackaids on rackaids, got back-ends on back-ends So my money makin my back ache You niggas got a low Act rate We from the Nawf, yeah, Dat Way Fat Cookie blunt in the ashtray Two bitches, just national smash day Hop in the Lamb, have a drag race I let them birds take a bath, bae Raindrop , drop-top Smokin on cookie in the hotbox Fuckin on your bitch, she a thot, thot Cookin up dope in the crockpot We came from nothin to somethin, nigga I dont trust nobody, grip the trigger Call up the gang and they come and get ya Cry me a river, give you a tissue My bitch is bad and bougie Cookin up dope with a Uzi My niggas is savage, ruthless We got 30s and hundred-rounds too My bitch is bad and bougie Cookin up dope with a Uzi My niggas is savage, ruthless We got 30s and hundred-rounds too Pour a four, Im droppin muddy, outer space, Kid Cudi Introduce me to your bitch as wifey and we know she sluttin Broke a brick down, Nutty Buddy, now that nigga duckin Dont move too fast, I might shoot ya Draco bad and bougie Im always hangin with shooters Might be posted somewhere secluded Still be playin with pots and pans, call me Quavo Ratatouille Run with that sack, call me Boobie When Im on stage, show me boobies Ice on my neck, Im the coolest Hop out the suicide with the Uzi I pull up, I pull up, I pull up I hop out with all of the drugs and the good luck Im cookin, Im cookin, Im whippin Im whippin until it rock up, let it lock up I gave her ten racks I told her go shoppin and spend it all at the pop up These bitches, they fuck and suck dick And they bustin for Instagram, get your clout up Uh, yeah, that way Float on the track like a Segway Yeah, that way I used to trap by the Subway Yeah, that way Young nigga trap with the AK Yeah, that way Big dyke ho, get the door, Macy Gray Raindrop , drop-top Smokin on cookie in the hotbox Fuckin on your bitch, she a thot, thot Cookin up dope in the crockpot We came from nothin to somethin, nigga I dont trust nobody, grip the trigger Call up the gang and they come and get ya Cry me a river, give you a tissue My bitch is bad and bougie Cookin up dope with a Uzi My niggas is savage, ruthless We got 30s and hundred-rounds too My bitch is bad and bougie Cookin up dope with a Uzi My niggas is savage, ruthless We got 30s and hundred-rounds too Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah My bitch, she bad to the bone Ayy, wait, these niggas watchin I swear to God they be my clones Yeah, hey, huh Switchin my hoes like my flows Switchin my flows like my clothes Keep on shootin that gun, dont reload Ooh, ooh, now she want fuck with my crew Cause the money come all out the roof Drive the Rari, that bitch got no roof Wait, what kind of Rari? 458 All of these niggas, they hate Try to hide, shoot through the gate Look, go to strip club, make it rain, yeah So much money they use rakes Count a hundred thousand in your face Yeah, then put 300 right in the safe Met her today, yeah She talk to me like she knew me, yeah Go to sleep in a jacuzzi, yeah Wakin up right to a two-piece, yeah Countin that paper like loose-leaf, yeah Gettin that chicken with blue cheese, yeah Boy, you so fake, like my collar, you snakin I swear to God that be that Gucci And you know we winnin Yeah, we is not losin Try to play your song, it aint move me Saw your girl once, now she choosin, yeah Raindrop , drop-top Smokin on cookie in the hotbox Fuckin on your bitch, she a thot, thot Cookin up dope in the crockpot We came from nothin to somethin, nigga I dont trust nobody, grip the trigger Call up the gang and they come and get ya Cry me a river, give you a tissue My bitch is bad and bougie Cookin up dope with a Uzi My niggas is savage, ruthless We got 30s and hundred-rounds too My bitch is bad and bougie Cookin up dope with a Uzi My niggas is savage, ruthless We got 30s and hundred-rounds too
Are you alright? Im alright, Im quite alright And my moneys right 8… Countin them bands All way to the top til they be fallin over Countin them bands On my way to the top til we fallin over I dont really care if you cry On the real, you shoulda never lied Shoulda saw the way she looked me in my eyes She said, Baby, I am not afraid to die Push me to the edge All my friends are dead Push me to the edge All my friends are dead Push me to the edge All my friends are dead Push me to the edge Phantom thats all red, inside all white Like somethin you ride a sled down, I just want that head My Brittany got mad, Im barely her man now Everybody got the same swag now Watch the way that I tear it down Stackin my bands all the way to the top All the way til my bands fallin over Every time that you leave your spot Your girlfriend call me like, Come on over! I like the way that she treat me Gon leave you, wont leave me, I call it that Casanova She say Im insane, yeah I might blow my brain out Xanny, help the pain, yeah Please, Xanny, make it go away Im committed, not addicted, but it keep control of me All the pain, now I cant feel it I swear that its slowin me, yeah I dont really care if you cry On the real, you shoulda never lied Saw the way she looked me in my eyes She said, I am not afraid to die All my friends are dead Push me to the edge All my friends are dead, yeah, ooh Push me to the edge All my friends are dead, yeah All my friends are dead, yeah That is not your swag, I swear you fake hard Now these niggas wanna take my cadence Rain on em, thunderstorm, rain on em Medicine, lil nigga, take some Fast car, NASCAR, race on em In the club, aint got no ones, then we would beg them Clothes from overseas, got the racks and they all C-Notes You is not a G though Lookin at you stackin all your money, it all green though I was countin that and these all twenties, thats a G-roll She say, Youre the worst, youre the worst I cannot die because this my universe I dont really care if you cry On the real, you shoulda never lied Shoulda saw the way she looked me in my eyes She said, Baby, I am not afraid to die Push me to the edge All my friends are dead Push me to the edge All my friends are dead Push me to the edge All my friends are dead Push me to the edge
Thats true , thats right Shes sipping Moët, and yeah, I swear it get her wetter My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder No Im not a rat but Im all about my cheddar Just talked to your homie she said we should be together Gave me brain, was so insane that I made her my header If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her Hello I was listening to this song It go like I know it hurts sometimes but youll get over it Youll find another life to live I swear that youll get over it I know youre sad and tired Youve got nothing left to give Youll find another life to live I know that youll get over it Wish I never ever ever told you things I was only only trying to show you things Iced out heart on your neck trying to froze your ring I had to get me a new bitch to hold the pain We was in Hawaii looking at the rain She smiling happy but Im laughing cause her new man a lame Damn, that just goes to show me money dont attract a thing Stuck to the plan even though you used to go with my mans I know it hurts sometimes but youll get over it Youll find another life to live I swear that youll get over it And I know youre sad and tired Youve got nothing left to give Youll find another life to live I know that youll get over it I tied up my Raf, you strapped up your Rick Diamonds on your neck, ice all on my wrist Complement my style She dont want me, Im running wild You know I respect her on that level She dont want me then Ima let her Go over there with that broke fella Walk off my Saint Laurent, that leather, ooh My new chick I swear that she better, ooh Want me back, never Thats true , thats right Shes sipping Moët, and yeah I swear it get her wetter My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder No, Im not a rat but Im all about my cheddar Just talked to your homie she said we should be together Gave me brain, was so insane that I made her my header If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her I know it hurts sometimes but , youll get over it Youll find another life to live I swear that youll get over it I know it hurts sometimes but youll get over it Youll find another life to live I know that youll get over it Thats true, thats right Shes sipping Moët, and yeah, I swear it get her wetter My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder No Im not a rat but Im all about my cheddar Just talked to your homie she said we should be together Gave me brain, was so insane that I made her my header If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her
Rest in power, its all about power Squeeze two lemons together and really all youll have is sour Diesel, niggasll smoke your ass to have the juice Riding around in an all black coupe Couple of pigeons thats ready to shoot, shit Ducking and bucking and dodging and dropping With 48 ounces and cigarette butts Fucking around with the up echelon They will turn you to cubes and I hope you be gone Envelope, overload, cranium overdose Denny Cascade, what the fuck is the halves Click clack, get powed, bitch, its a wrap Tierra my witness, I pray for a nap Youngin and restless, return with a past Key in ignition, foot on the gas None of you niggas is acting that jab Gold teeth in the Glock and a Cybertech mask Ring gun, particles, turn you into molecules Planet shrooms, planet shrooms, Ill take you to my panic room Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah All these niggas stealin my style, can I get my flow back? Yeah, bop on that bitch like Kodak Yeah, bitch, you know that Yeah, I push your shit all back Told that bitch I got money, ayy Countin them hundreds, its nothing, ayy Told that lil bitch I got money, ayy Told that lil bitch thats it nothing, ayy Hit that bitch right from the back, she got turkey, I knock out that bitch like its stuffing, yeah Told that lil bitch that Im with it Told that lil bitch that Im with it Ayy, wait, 21, Lil Boat, yeah Denzel Curry cut your throat, yeah Kodak do the most, yeah Told that lil bitch I got all the money I swear this shit is just nothing I just be dancin right up on that bitch, yeah What you be stuntin? That boy not gang, no, that boy not my friend I hang with my gang, the same gang that felt all of my pain When I was struggling through the rain When I had no guap with no ice Wasnt no food but rice All of these bitches they want me but they get one night Fuck em, I give a fuck what you sayin Bitch nigga know I aint playing Im bout my fetty Sailing Team armored, we ready Fuck up that nigga if he talk out too heavy Im bout it, chains on my neck cost me twenty Look at your diamonds Your diamonds look cloudy, they fake Young nigga in the Gucci Stans Fuck with me if you wanna die Young nigga, I dont wear no suit and ties Fuck no Lil Boat! 21, 21, 21, 21, 21, 21 I sent my bitch to the store ‘cause we ran out of soda Bitch, Im tryna cook this yola Hundred round drum on the bottom of that shit Chop a nigga down like a fucking lawnmower AK-47 round my motherfucking shoulder Pull up in a Rover, then I pulled off on a Fisker Pulled up on your bitch, she sucked my dick And then you kissed her Young Savage, bitch And I dont play round with them swishers I just smoke them woods Bitch, Im from the hood Zone 6, Bouldercrest Road, you cant go there 21 Gang, bitch, yeah Im in NYC, I think I got a fucking show there Hold up, Rollie on my wrist Rollie on my bitch , 30 on my waist 30 to your face , 60 to your face 90 to your face , thats a closed case You an old nigga, man, you washed up Young Savage, man, I got my car washed up Pulled up on a motherfucking nigga, wrapped up Then I pulled up in a motherfucking Brinks truck 21, 21, 21, 21, 21, 21 Who the fuck picked this lil sorry ass beat? Im from the ugly corner, man, them lil sour ass streets Damn, homie, Im the one who let your starving ass eat And you was hungry, I aint have to let your sorry ass eat My cousin G-Wayne got off of manslaughter last week Gave my dog a buck fifty, that nigga brought me back three Im a— a niggas broad and get up all in them cheeks Tied, they dead flies
Motherfuckers talkin crazy Sayin’ I should quit I fuckin tell em make me Eat a fuckin’ dick Im feelin like the greatest On the beat who ever did it Mike WiLL the one who made it Its Shady on the lyrics Im somewhat outlandish they say You say were cut from the same cloth But I guess you fabricate, eh? You better bring more men than the Latter Day Saints Manic states, Stephen Paddock with automatic stay sprayin At anything that may stand in they way As I stand at the bay window with a hand grenade And a trey eight, at the Mandalay Bay Common sense, Im a dollar short and a day late James Holmes at the Saturday Batman matinee Must have missed my CAT scan that day I just threw a Tampax at Dre Trashcan, Tascam and ashtray I’m turnin’ back to a madman, cant take Anymore but I try to get away from the anger and rage My basal ganglia’s an A to the K Get your ass sprayed like bidets Breakin your legs eight different ways, ankle to waist You chumps dont even know how to do somethin To give goosebumps a day when you say That somethin’ you wrote gave someone a lump in their throat Or you had them choked up, youd be yankin my chain Feelin like Im headed for the padded cell, the Bar for me when I rap isnt fair but Guess thats the standard Im held to But if somethin like that doesnt tell ya You set a mark too high when platinum sales are looked at as a failure Then you better take it back to The Shelter and Hamburger Helper Cause, damn it, Im still the Greatest in the world, greatest in the world, greatest in the world No lie, I might be The best to ever do it, the best to ever do it, the best to ever do it I feel like the greatest Woke up to honkies sounding like me Never be as good, never be as good Packing up wife-beaters, white t-shirts, white But Im the greatest So you sold ten million albums, eh? Only problem is, you put out ten million albums, eh? What was I just about to say? Oh yeah, let me get this out the way I know theres people that are pissed about the way I mispronounced a name, DIE ANTWOORD! Fuck, I still cant say this shit, but how quickly they forget Who the fuck I was; now Ninja try to duck my slugs You let ya girl get fucked by Muggs Id like to give a shout to Cypress This cant be real, you dissed me and I was just tryin to Give you a shout—now get the fuck out my rhyme book No more shiners, already too much time took And rappers I hear you talkin shit Im just too big to respond to it God forbid I forget, go and jump out the window Somebody better child-proof it Cause if I lose it we can rewind to some old Ja Rule shit And I can remind motherfuckers how I do shit You dont got the tools I got in my toolkit I bullshit you not, yall fools just forgot That Im so fuckin awful with the thoughts And when Im hostile and impossible to stop So you can call it a nostril cause its not gonna ever Ill never let up on the pedal, might as well get the mop Cause Im wipin up everyone in this genre Cause on the mic I feel like Im the Greatest in the world, greatest in the world, greatest in the world No lie, I might be The best to ever do it, the best to ever do it, the best to ever do it I feel like the greatest Woke up to honkies sounding like me Never be as good, never be as good Packing up wife-beaters, white t-shirts, white But Im the greatest Oh yeah, and one more thing I want to mention Is youre one dimension Im a monkey wrench and I can flunk detention And I love contentions, so welcome to the gun convention Muscles flexin, gotta strut like a front suspension And you just stuck the key up in the ignition And gave me enough gas to flood my engine Psychopath, Michael Jacks blowin up like a raft I should slap Vlad with a ISIS flag Bet you I come back twice as bad Revival didnt go viral! Denaun and Royce tell me that I should take the high road Fuck that, Im finna hit back Til I run out of gunpowder and split the scene Hold the mic similar to pistol, squeeze And I shoot from the hip when I grip them things And my lips are the clips, got the sig lit like its nicotine Trigger me and Slim gets mean Bars are like bullets when I spit them schemes Thats why I call the motherfuckers M16s Float like a butterfly, Im gonna sting like a bee You aint harmin a thing I hit a ding hard as Im gonna swing Im gonna need to put my arm in a sling But like a wedding band You gotta be diamond to even climb in the ring Anomaly, Im Muhammad Ali Cause I knew one day Im gonna be the Greatest in the world, greatest in the world, greatest in the world No lie, I might be The best to ever do it, the best to ever do it, the best to ever do it I feel like the greatest Woke up to honkies sounding like me Never be as good, never be as good Packing up wife-beaters, white t-shirts, white But Im the greatest
Hmm New Patek on my wrist White diamonds, them shits hit pink Alright, Im ready New Patek on my wrist White diamonds, them shits hit pink Got cold, had to go get a mink New finger rings hit like a sink You a bad bitch, then we can link Hit the shower, you might stink, hello Bitches bad, yeah, they all migrate And she said Lil Uzi so great How you deal with all that hate? Shut up, bitch, dont give me migraine New Patek on my wrist White diamonds, them shits hit pink Got cold, had to go get a mink New finger rings hit like a sink You a bad bitch, then we can link Hit the shower, you might stink Bitches bad, yeah, they all migrate And she said Lil Uzi so great Okay, and your girlfriend like my drip Happy birthday to that bitch Yeah, the one that sucked my dick Triple S got that extra grip So you know I cannot slip That jeweler made me proud of my wrist Franck Muller made me proud of my wrist Franck Muller made me proud of my wrist My shooters gon shoot, cant miss My shooter got a 30 on his hip Yeah, I need my fix Was that a pair of boots from Rick? Had to tell that lil girl dont trip Cool blood, but my money Crip Got clap on lights, no flick Cant take no pic, no flick Fuck that bitch in my new whip Her ass so fat, cant fit Her ass so fat, its amazing Her ass so fat, its a miracle Her last man money hysterical She from the six one nine, Rey Mysterio Yeah, Im the same nigga bustin through your stereo Yeah, my boys on the block selling Os, no Cheerios I dont wake up in the mornin for cereal Flip the brick, make the whole shit do an aerial Air the shit out and make the ho sing, Ariel Silencers so they really cannot hear me though Killin these beats, yeah, Lil Uzi a serial Clean up the body, prepare for the burial Burberry pants, I got Burberry tennis shoes I got the swag that probably, um, will finish you I am a octopus, I cannot breathe without water So I put diamonds on my tentacles How is you stoppin us? They is not toppin us You know I had to cop that shit just by the twos Blood in my chakra, I will not pop at ya Put money on my head just for your album, bruh Tell me, lil boy, if its beef I can chop this shit up Like its prime and treat you like its Optimus My chain is white gold your shit look like copper, bruh MCM, yeah, that shit made out of ostrich, bruh But I dont wear it, give that to my hoes Yeah, I swear that lil nigga my clone Yeah, I had to do this shit all by my own Yeah, its slime shit, lil baby, put diamonds in my nose New Patek on my wrist White diamonds, them shits hit pink Got cold, had to go get a mink New finger rings hit like a sink You a bad bitch, then we can link Hit the shower, you might stink, hello Bitches bad, yeah, they all migrate And she said Lil Uzi so great How you deal with all that hate? Shut up, bitch, dont give me migraine And your girlfriend like my drip Happy birthday to that bitch Yeah, the one that sucked my dick Triple S got that extra grip So you know I cannot slip That jeweler made me proud of my wrist Franck Muller made me proud of my wrist Franck Muller made me proud of my wrist New Rollie made me proud of my wrist AP make me proud of my wrist New Richard on my wrist Got a milli thats all in my bank New Patek on my wrist White diamonds, them shits hit pink Got cold, had to go get a mink New finger rings hit like a sink You a bad bitch, then we can link Hit the shower, you might stink Bitches bad, yeah, they all migrate And she said Lil Uzi so great How you deal with all that hate? Shut up, bitch, dont give me migraine Throw up gang signs, Naruto Put metal in my nose like Pain Man, I never saw this bitch before How the fuck she know my name? She said, Lil Uzi, hello I looked at her, Oh, hey You aint never seen pastry dough Well lil bitch, I got cake Gettin money, Im the man Gettin money, had to count the advance Saint Laurent on my shoes, these not Vans Need a fan case a nigga get hot Member she aint want me back, I was popped On the block back before I had locks Red dot for a chicken, he popped MC told the bitch eat my cock Motorcycle days, bitch, Yung Joc Thats what I call her, she all on my top Rap star or do he sell rock? He got files so he beatin the trial Couple racks and them niggas run wild Super filthy, man, they livin so foul I got some real niggas thats locked up Tryna shade the bar just for the foul All these hackers, yeah, these niggas is foul All my bitches want me to take a vow Live off verbs, and I live off of nouns He get money, then I had to say, How? New rug, and its made out of wolf New rabbit, yeah, I use as a towel Lil bitch, yeah, I run through the city Different spots in it just like a cow Yeah, Im talkin bout a mansion, no house Yeah, my closet, yeah, that shit got a house Four years, I aint even see a mouse Please stop talkin, bitch, put dick in your mouth We get money, what the fuck is a drought? Make it rain cause Im up in the clouds Had to tell that lil bitch, get from around Cause that little bitch be fuckin with clowns Lets go, lets go, had to tell that lil bitch, yeah, lets go That lil nigga stole my swag and he tried to steal my flow I had to switch it up one time just like I switch my phone I could try one more time, I can give this shit one more go I put hundreds in my safe I throw twenties in her face I put the M in a J I got a bae in the Bay I fucked on that nigga little bitch Thats the reason he tryna say that Im gay Way more coochie than Kay Slay I sell a mil in a day All of my bitches they grade A I did not get in Canada But when Im in Toronto they treat me like Drake This a light jet, this a flight day Had that lil bitch, thats on MySpace I can feel this shit in my veins Look at my neck, thats an ice tray Come on tell me, what you sayin? And your girlfriend like my drip Happy birthday to that bitch Yeah, the one that sucked my dick Triple S got that extra grip Franck Muller made me proud of my wrist Franck Muller made me proud of my wrist New Rollie made me proud of my wrist AP make me proud of my wrist New Richard on my wrist Got a milli thats all in my bank New Patek on my wrist White diamonds, them shits hit pink Got cold, had to go get a mink New finger rings hit like a sink You a bad bitch, then we can link Hit the shower, you might stink Bitches bad, yeah, they all migrate And she said Lil Uzi so great How you deal with all that hate? Shut up, bitch, dont give me migraine Throw up gang signs, Naruto Put metal in my nose like Pain Man, I never saw this bitch before How the fuck she know my name? She said, Lil Uzi, hello I looked at her, Oh, hey You aint never seen pastry dough Tell lil bitch, I got cake Gettin money, Im the man Gettin money, had to count the advance Saint Laurent all on my shoes, these not Vans Need a fan in case a nigga get hot Member she aint want me back, I was popped On the block back before I had locks Red dot for a chicken, he popped MC, told the bitch eat my cock Yeah, yeah, thats it
Hit it from the back, watch a nigga bless you Cryin in my arms like a nigga wrecked you Yeah, alright, alright, alright You was right , I was wrong Yeah, I shouldve never ever took her home Yeah, I shouldve just boned Yeah, fantasy on my phone Yeah, hit it from the back, watch a nigga bless you Yeah, cryin in my arms like a nigga wrecked you Talkin bout a broken heart, runnin to the restroom, yeah Yeah, looked at my mama just like, we rich Looked at my bitch like, we rich Said, we aint got no minor setbacks Countin all that money, told that nigga just to bet that I, I know that you aint got it, boy, why you aint just say that? They see I got that money, now his bitch like, I said that I dont pay that ho no mind, Ive been had that When I, when I saw my girl, yeah, you know I had to bag that And before me, four niggas, yeah, they had that Five niggas includin me, I had to back back Try to diss me, Ill take it to your family Ill fuck your sister, then make sure that she vanish, yeah Yeah, alright, alright, alright You was right , I was wrong Yeah, I shouldve never ever took her home Yeah, I shouldve just boned Yeah, fantasy on my phone Yeah, hit it from the back, watch a nigga bless you Yeah, cryin in my arms like a nigga wrecked you Talkin bout a broken heart, runnin to the restroom, yeah Yeah, alright, alright, alright You was right , I was wrong Yeah, I shouldve never ever took her home Yeah, I shouldve just boned Yeah, fantasy on my phone Yeah, hit it from the back, watch a nigga bless you Yeah, cryin in my arms like a nigga wrecked you Talkin bout a broken heart, runnin to the restroom, yeah Even though we in the same room You just locked the door, so I gotta text you Like, bae, unlock the door, I gotta use the restroom Like, I dont want a war, I wanna caress you, yeah Yeah, alright, alright, alright You was right , I was wrong Yeah, I shouldve never ever took her home Yeah, I shouldve just boned Yeah, fantasy on my phone Yeah, hit it from the back, watch a nigga bless you Yeah, cryin in my arms like a nigga wrecked you Talkin bout a broken heart, runnin to the restroom, yeah
Yeah, it do not matter Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy Smokin that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy Smokin that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster Money so old, dollars spoiled Yeah, my lil bitch so spoiled Yeah, I rub her down in oil Yeah, I got money, now you know it, yeah Diamonds on my teeth Yeah, your shit look like foil Yeah, Chris Brown said these hoes aint loyal, yeah None of these hoes got no morals, yeah All my niggas G-ed up Yeah, my glasses be Dita Never thought it would be days I could kick my feet up Never thought that she would need me that much if I leave her It do not matter Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy Smokin that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy Smokin that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy Smokin that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster All of this was faction No time for actin, all this money lastin Like, go out to eat, get that blackened salmon When Im wit my girl, we Pharrell and Vashtie Wait, huh? That mean we are not lastin In that pussy, you know I like it rough, then Im just blastin Yeah, tell that lil bitch that Im really from Mars Uh, yeah, bitch, do not start Yeah, pull up, my car automatic Yeah, uh, done with the start, yeah It do not matter Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy Smokin that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy Smokin that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
Lets go Lets go, yeah Stay so fresh, so clean, think they like me I wear more Supreme than a hypebeast Only blue, no, green dont excite me I could make a ho out your wifey Jeremy Scott up on my toes, act like Shockey Made her get down on the bottom and she top me Pull up extra icy, Im not playin hockey Niggas think Im weird and they dont really like me Cause I could fuck your bitch and fuck your mom and auntie Your girls a five, but your mom is a dime piece And your auntie, her name is Miss Connie I got one Glock, his name Clyde, the other one named Bonnie These bitches, they think they dandy, but they be just lyin That lil bitch, cant throw it back, I swear that ho be tryin When I fuck her from the front it sound like that bitch dyin VVS, I need a vest, anemic my diamonds I swear these niggas talk shit but they really be hidin Had that boys bitch on my dick, that ho, she was just ridin Diamonds on my neck so wet, that shit look like Poseidon I stand on my money, then my height, it turn to 9 10 Yeah, these niggas be bitin Grra-ta, Im not really with the fightin Yeah, me and her was vibin Yeah, yeah Your bitch call me Myron Stay so fresh, so clean, think they like me I wear more Supreme than a hypebeast Only blue, no, green dont excite me I could make a ho out your wifey Jeremy Scott up on my toes, act like Shockey Made her get down on the bottom and she top me Pull up extra icy, Im not playin hockey Niggas think Im weird and they dont really like me Ninety thousand, thats a light band, yeah I can tell you, its the real spill Yeah, fucked your bitch just for a light bill Yeah, banana clip, I wont slip on the peel I cant slip, slip, slip, no, no, I cant miss I got icebergs on my neck, I can sink a ship Outer space swag, not regular, Titanic my whip In the hood, Im not regular, I just brung my stick, baby Oh, you think I give a fuck because Im rich, baby? Come on, baby, lets have sex and have a rich baby She said, I thought you aint do that, well, you dismissed, baby Uh, young nigga, no, I aint changed, Lil Uzi from the 6, baby Uh, I dont think they like me But when I drop this song, I know theyll get excited She was homie girl, but now that girl is my bitch I like them girls that do that scammin and that swipin I just ran up all my bands, I just ran up all my bands I just ran up all my bands, I just ran up all my bands She give me head, that bit migraine She give me head, that bit migraine She give me head, that bit migraine She give me head, that bit migraine Got addicted to the road, got addicted to the stress Got addicted to the foreigns, got addicted to the racks Man, these boys be doin the most And I swear that is a fact Man, this girl wanna give me brain Yeah, we call that bit migraine Yeah, we call that bit migraine Yeah, we call that bit migraine Yeah, we call that bit migraine Yeah, we call that bit migraine Pack all my shit then I might migrate Anywhere you goin, know some niggas gon hit I dont run from shit but the damn police All blue hunnids to wash my face, yeah Stay so fresh, so clean, think they like me I wear more Supreme than a hypebeast Only blue, no, green dont excite me I could make a ho out your wifey Jeremy Scott up on my toes, act like Shockey Made her get down on the bottom and she top me Pull up extra icy, Im not playin hockey Niggas think Im weird and they dont really like me
I done came up Bustin down a whole bag Broke nigga, step back Why dont you peep a niggas swag? You aint even gotta ask What are those? What is that? Please dont touch my Raf Please dont touch my Raf Im racked up like rappers Im Raf-d up on camera Get knocked out on camera Squeeze pump like asthma Its rare Raf when I wear Raf Bare Raf when I wear Raf Might invest into some Raf shares Lil niggas still share Raf Yeah and Im drippin on racks Rick Owens be the tag Do the digital dash Yeah, Im boastin, never brag Please dont touch my Raf Bought a Kris Van Assche Alessandro Gucci glasses J.W. Anderson collab Yeah, she pop it like a MAC Yeah, she drop it on the bag Ima buy another bag Cause she always bring it back Yeah, you know how to make it last Plus, a nigga keepin tabs Ima fly first class Quavo hit em with the dab Please dont touch my Raf Ho, dont step on my Raf Simons Ho, dont step on my Raf Simons Ho, dont step on my Raf Simons Do you know how much Im spendin? My closet, it worth bout a milli Took the lil bitch out the runway Now she naked in the kitchen Raf Simons All kind of crazy colors Livin color Left wrist, Rollie butters Maison Margiela my sweater Mama told me never settle Raf Simons, dont lace em Got your bitch, wanna date her Huh? What? Dont want em talkin bout the paper I swear to God these niggas be haters They be hatin, I feel all the vapors Live in cul-de-sac, gon get that lawn Ooh, right with my neighbors Diamonds on my neck and Rollie on Now Atlanta got all different flavors Hit that bitch right on with my lightsaber Ooh, feel like Darth Vader Im a boss so you know I might Wraith you Ooh, Raf in my basement Yeah, pass the gas But you know that Im gon face it Wait, thats the reason that they mad Cause Lil Uzi, yeah, he made it, ayy I wore that Raf fore I made it, yeah I wore that Raf fore I made it, yeah Got that Raf all in my basement, yeah Fuck your bitch once, aint got patience, yeah Fuck your bitch once cause Im famous, yeah Put my side bitch in Marc Jacobs, ayy Makin them plays with my label I get it, I count it, hundred on my table We gon need a bigger table, though Need some cable, tired of watchin basic Wouldnt sign ya if I had a label That designer on a nigga label, fuego Down the bottle, still under the limit I could buy your bitch just off my debit I could buy her, not fuck up my credit Aint no executives flexin my blessings Aint no middleman cuttin my blessings I got all of this flick for the Lords worship You aint slammin, got the Aspergers Ima drag that nigga, he deserve it Ima read his ass like a LaBeija Anna Wintour cool with my mama And its winter fool, need a bomber Plate of ravioli at Obamas, right, right, right Cant you see Im eating Wrist like ravioli, stuffed with diamonds, right, right? We dont have the same problems I get Raf Simons cause Im gifted That means sometimes I get it and dont even want it Give Raf Simons when Im giftin That means sometimes I give it, you know that you want it Sterling silver lasers Rubies red, my skin too black to blush This bitch too rare to bust Seen her in the iPhone pages This aint on the Gram, Wizard of O-Z Parka pockets full of med leaf Guap is smelling like it brush teeth Say cheese, see the porcelain Xans and water, see swordfish Backwoods all forestry Raf draggin on the floor, bitch Flamethrower in it, in it Im torchin the road in these Gucci flames Stuck to the pavement, they glued Im two-point-five million a venue And twenty-five hundred a tooth Im coatin my lungs in the muddy Im cold like Im sick with the flu I cover my face and Im bloody That Spring/Summer 2002, two, two Yeah, please dont touch my Raf Sleep in the grass, Teddy Sleep with the Teddy Quick with the hands, ready Please dont touch my bag Please dont touch my Raf Shirt off, Im cam ready Deadstock in memory Please dont pop my tag
Know I got a lot, lot Im a rockstar Im a rockstar Im a rockstar Im a rockstar Woke up to niggas talkin like me, talk Woke up to niggas soundin like me, talk Woke up to niggas talkin like me, talk Woke up to niggas soundin like me, talk I woke up to niggas soundin like me Woke up to niggas talkin like me Woke up to niggas soundin like me Woke up to niggas talkin like me Oh, I think they like me, yeah, they like me Diamonds on me, ice cream, ho, that slightly My Draco bitch a Spike Lee, diamonds on me biting I heard these niggas wanna fight me Meet me at my next show but you better bring a pipe, B We aint fighting I think she like me, exciting, ooh, so exciting Fuck me, Bentley coupe Im riding with a thottie, fuck I just spent a hundred on my watch piece, fuck I done fell in love with a thottie, fuck She just wanna fuck me for my clout, fuck Bitch, Im off the lean I crash the Audi, fuck Might just spend 200 on this Audi, truck Woke up to niggas talkin like me, talk Woke up to niggas soundin like me, talk Woke up to niggas talkin like me, talk Woke up to niggas soundin like me, talk I woke up to niggas soundin like me Woke up to niggas talkin like me Woke up to niggas soundin like me Woke up to niggas talkin like me Oh, I think they like me, yeah, in my white tee Oh, no, no, no, baby, smoke so much dope need some Visine These young nigga dont like me, but act just like me Fucked all of yall bitches so they parties dont invite me That bitch, thats your wifey, she so triflin I been gettin money so dont nothin really excite me Carti poured a six in the four of the right lean Damn, that boy askin for some more like the Sprite clean Yeah, thats that dirty, thats that dirty That girl all up in my face like she aint tried to swerve me These boys all up in my lane, I swear they keep on merging No, I cannot see a lame cause my Rolls-Royce got curtains Woke up to niggas talkin like me, talk Woke up to niggas soundin like me, talk Woke up to niggas talkin like me, talk Woke up to niggas soundin like me, talk I woke up to niggas soundin like me Woke up to niggas talkin like me Woke up to niggas soundin like me Woke up to niggas talkin like me Oh, I think they like me, think she like me The bitch want to indict me, she cant find me Im like dirty up the Sprite please, with some ice please We pop beans and like to sip lean, oh oh Xans, Percs, molly, we got hella things Im in love with the guap, gave it a wedding ring And I swear I had these thots before I got the fame And I swear I had the Glock before I got the chain Im in Bompton with Pirus and I dont even bang, yeah Shoutout G Weed and Yung L, yeah, ho, that the gang Shoutout GiGi thats my boo, she know that I claim Shootin at these niggas like Im in the paint Woke up like this Woke up to niggas talkin like me, talk Woke up to niggas soundin like me, talk Woke up to niggas talkin like me, talk Woke up to niggas soundin like me, talk I woke up to niggas soundin like me Woke up to niggas talkin like me I woke up to niggas soundin like me Woke up to niggas talkin like me
Ooh, Im startin over Stackin in it, it was the top, now are you alright? Im quite alright, damn, my moneys right Yeah, ayy, yeah, its quite alright I wake up in the morning, then Im gettin back to it Yeah, yeah, Im gettin back to it You aint show me no love, so I turned my back to you Yeah, yeah, I cant give no racks to you I dont really care cause Im done On the real, our love is not fun Theres no emotion on my face cause Im numb You see me everywhere you look, no, you cant hide or run Woah, everything I said Messin with your head, messin with your head I said, everything I said, messin with your head Messin with your head, woah, messin with your head, woah Ive been textin her all night , she know I was doin wrong She left me right on read now, Im walkin with my head down I gotta keep my head high I got a whole nother check, not talkin verified Rest in peace my dead guys I am no hater, yeah, we in the same whip The only difference is that you do not own it I can just tell by the way that you drivin it I pull up in that car just like its stolen Yeah, I came a long way, came from the hallway I cant stop, keep goin Yes, my life just feel like one long day, I just live in the moment Woah, ooh, comin out just when the sun down My boys, they ruthless like coupes and they really run down I got paper cuts from hundred dollar bills covered in bustdowns Countin with my thumb now, money make me numb now I dont really care cause Im done On the real, our love is not fun Theres no emotion on my face cause Im numb You see me everywhere you look, no, you cant hide or run Yeah, everything I said Messin with your head, messin with your head I said, everything I said messin with your head Messin with your head, woah, messin with your head, woah I just got richer overseas, yeah Lookin at my watch and its a Richard and its green, yeah Im still smokin on that good, know Im blowin out that steam, yeah You wouldnt even believe the numbers stuffed up in my jeans, yeah Tell that girl to back-back, gotta stack racks No, I cant go out sad, cant go out bad, yeah I told that girl Im not no duck, this aint Aflac, yeah I dont wanna get older, Im still livin in my last year I hope my life just keep goin, dont worry bout that Just tighten up and keep flowin, cowabunga She gon ride me like wakeboard Im lickin on her body until she dont make noise, yeah I dont really care cause Im done On the real, our love is not fun Theres no emotion on my face cause Im numb You see me everywhere you look, no, you cant hide or run Yeah, yeah, everything I said Messin with your head, messin with your head I said, everything I said, messin with your head Messin with your head, woah, messin with your head, woah Woah, I said, messin with your head, woah Messin with your head Yeah Thank you No, really, thank you Youre far too kind You, and you, and you, an experience of a lifetime I see all of it Yeah, I really appreciate you
I said, Girl, why you keep callin? I said, Girl, why you keep callin?, yeah She said, I need a new whip, yeah Cause I know that you still ballin She just wanna go back to the future, so I brought that girl a DeLorean Twenty more minutes until I got go, so I told that girl Im gonna slaughter it I met that girl right up at my show, left her man in the crowd on the floor Out of town never saw her before, told her, Baby, we dont got that long Listen, this not my city show, but, I treat it like my city show Twenty more minutes until Im on, twenty more minutes until Im on Twenty more minutes until Im on, twenty more minutes until Im on Twenty more minutes until Im on, twenty more minutes until Im on I am not slow, these girls just want me, cause I got the dough Pass that girl right on my friend, give and go He pass me her friend, so they switchin roles I hit it fast , yeah, I hit it slow But by the mornin, girl, I gotta go Gotta get ready, tonight is my show If you okay, you might open my show Got the big pointers right under my nose These niggas mad cause I got all the dough These niggas mad cause I got all the dough Changin my style cause I got every flow Got every girl, aint no toppin my hoes I understand that is your girlfriend, bro But, you know I gotta keep her close Open your legs and I keep em closed Livin life on the edge, on a tightrope I am so clean, I might start movin soap Drive a new Rari, I dont need a note Drive a Bugatti like its a Volvo I got your girl and you already know Dont really like her, we friends for the most Cuban link tri-color, all on my choker Dont leave the crumb, got the bread, then you toast If you start touchin my gun, got no holst I put a coat on top of my coat Only 20 minutes before the show I met that girl right up at my show, left her man in the crowd on the floor Out of town, never saw her before, told her, Baby, we dont got that long Listen, this not my city show, but, I treat it like my city show 20 more minutes until Im on, 20 more minutes until Im on 20 more minutes until Im on , 20 more minutes until Im on 20 more minutes until Im on, 20 more minutes until Im on I am not slow, these girls just want me, cause I got the dough Pass that girl right on my friend, give and go He pass me her friend, so they switchin roles Damn, I just started it , man, I just started it Oh my God, please, do not bother me Dont got enough just to order me Im on that tree like an ornament Money so long like accordion You lied to me, wasnt sorry then On the weekend, you was partyin It was just me, you was targetin It was just me, you was targetin Jump in the Porsche, I might target it Jump in the Lamb, I aint parkin it Ice is so cold, I snowboard in it Go to my show, they applaud me in She call my phone with emergency She call my phone with that urgency I said, Girl, why you keep callin? I said, Girl, why you keep callin?, yeah She said, I need a new whip, yeah Cause I know that you still ballin She just wanna go back to the future, so, I brought that girl a DeLorean 20 more minutes until I got go, so, I told that girl that Im gonna slaughter it I met that girl right up at my show, left her man in the crowd on the floor Out of town, never saw her before, told her, Baby, we dont got that long Listen, this not my city show, but, I treat it like my city show Twenty more minutes until Im on, twenty more minutes until Im on Twenty more minutes until Im on, twenty more minutes until Im on Twenty more minutes until Im on, twenty more minutes until Im on I am not slow, these girls just want me, cause I got the dough Pass that girl right on my friend, give and go He pass me her friend, so they switchin roles , yah
Yeah Now Now is my time Now is my time Everybody rock with me because Im up now Took your girl and Ima score like I made the touchdown Swervin in that Lambo, doors go up, not on a bus now Used to want a G-Shock, now Im walking with a bustdown Pull up and Im flooded with a iced out watch Whip, it look like butter, baby, pecan drop Pecan drop, put that four in Sun Drop Stack my knots, count a lot, saw a lot Got them rocks, diamond rocks, whip the pot Suicide, 1600, thats the block Hit your girl, thats check-free She aint used to text me Now she wanna caress me She keep tryna neck me I gotta tell my bestie Someone call my bestie Think I found my bestie Link up, make a check bleed You know that Im smokin dope, Ill be high til next week Know I had to let her go cause she cant arrest me Uh, woke up with my toolie, what it do? Huh, uh Meet me in the alley with the troops, uh I got red shooters, I got blue, huh, yeah Let that thing down and point at you, huh, uh Bentley or the Rari, ho, lets choose, ooh We gon rob the bank, bring the loot, uh, uh We gon take these boys back to school, uh Money on the floor just like some shoes Uh, money on the floor just like some shoes, yeah Ima fuck your thot, she just a swoop, hah, yeah Ima fuck your thot, she just a swoop, hah, yeah And I love my goons, yeah And I love my tool , yeah And I love my loot , yeah Fuck with me and you gon lose Dont talk to me, just talk to my lil dude Dont talk to me, just talk to my lil dude Uh, woke up with my toolie, what it do? Huh, uh Meet me in the alley with the troops, uh I got red shooters, I got blue, huh, yeah Let that thing down and point at you, huh, uh Bentley or the Rari, ho, lets choose, ooh We gon rob the bank, bring the loot, uh, uh We gon take these boys back to school, uh Money on the floor just like some shoes
Thats true , thats right She sippin Moet, and yeah I swear it get her wetter My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder No Im not a rat, but Im all about my cheddar Just talked to your homie, she said we should be together Gave me brain, was so insane that I made her my header If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her Now you beggin this a doozy But beggars cannot be choosy Been the queen for eight summers Just tell them to call me Suzy This that Nicki, this that Uzi This Hennessy got me woozy Broke the Internet in 5411s and some Gucci The blue ribbons eatin sushi Its that real good coochie This that wet as Chattahoochee Fuck all yall like a hoochie Givin them bars since a teen I aint goin back to juvie I am Nicki Yamaguchi Cause I skate with the ice I dont say, Whats the price? Lookin like its a heist I been winnin all my life On a roll, its a dice Since that Itty Bitty Piggy Rep my city like committees If you fucked it up with Nicki You feel pretty fuckin shitty, uh Anyway, Im stoppin bags like the TSA Listen up you little bitches, its a PSA Im still shadin all these niggas, yeah the DITA way You gotta pay me flat bread, yeah the pita way I know youre sad and tired Youve got nothin left to give Youll find another life to live I know that youll get over it Wish I never ever ever told you things I was only, only tryna show you things Iced out heart on your neck tried to froze your ring I had to get a me a new bitch to hold the pain We was in Hawaii lookin at the ring She smilin happy, but Im laughin cause her mans a lame Damn, that just goes to show me money dont attract a thing Stuck to the plan even though you used to go with my mans I know it hurts sometimes, but youll get over it Youll find another life to live I swear that youll get over it And I know youre sad and tired Youve got nothin left to give Youll find another life to live I know that youll get over it See I tied up my Raf, you strapped up your Rick Diamonds on your neck, ice all on my wrist Complement my style She dont want me, Im runnin wild You know I respect her on that level She dont want me, then Ima let her Go over there with that broke fella Walk off my Saint Laurent, that leather My new chick, I swear that she better Want me back, never Thats true, thats right Shes sippin Moet, and yeah I swear it get her wetter My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder No Im not a rat, but Im all about my cheddar Just talked to your homie, she said we should be together Gave me brain, was so insane that I made her my header If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her I know it hurts sometimes, but youll get over it Youll find another life to live I know that youll get over it I know it hurts sometimes, but youll get over it Youll find another life to live I know that youll get over it I know its over Check out my cold shoulder I know its over Cry on that hoe shoulder Mm-mm-mm-mm Mm-mm-mm-mm We-e used to be-e Kissin in the tree-e Member it was just you and me-e Kissin in the tree-e Member it was you was just you and me-e K-i-s-s-i-n-g K-i-s-s-i-n-g-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e Uh
My money, yeah Uh, yeah I aint gon lie This song right here slick hatin So Yeah, I took what yours So I made her mine Yeah, I took what yours So I made her mine Jump in the Porsche Ride with the 9 I changed your life Now you gon ride Ooh, sing it He aint got no money, yeah Ooh, sing it He aint got no money, yeah Ooh, sing it He aint got no money, yeah Ooh, sing it He aint got no money, yeah Yeah She had a nigga that was on the music scene Had a nigga thought he was going straight to the league Yeah, fuck with my baby, I swear that that nigga gon bleed Yeah, she left that boy and ride for me Stay on my Ps and my Qs, yeah Stay on my Qs and my Ps Cause that could happen to me, yeah Bring that girl to the big league, yeah Diamonds, thats all on my teeth, yeah Diamonds, thats all on my teeth, yeah Put my girl in that new Chanel And I got her a new weave Said put my girl in that new Chanel And I got her a new weave Like, haha, oh, well, now your girl with me Like, Austin was holding her up, yeah Um, boy, please Like bye-bye, Austin, hello to Lil Uzi Yeah, I took what yours So I made her mine Yeah, I took what yours So I made her mine Jump in the Porsche Ride with the 9 I changed your life Now you gon ride Ooh, sing it He aint got no money, yeah Ooh, sing it He aint got no money, yeah Ooh, sing it He aint got no money, yeah Ooh, sing it He aint got no money, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Watch out for my doors Lambo, that bitch roar Tell my girl that the world could be yours Yeah, number-one rule, dont listen to whores Yeah, know youve never lived this life before Yeah, more money than your last man, of course Yeah, drivin in that foreign Yeah, where you thought you was goin in that Ford I took whats yours, yeah I made her mine I made her mine, yeah I took whats yours I made her mine, yeah I took whats yours I made her mine, yeah I took whats yours Yeah, I took what yours So I made her mine Yeah, I took what yours So I made her mine Jump in the Porsche Ride with the 9 I changed your life Now you gon ride Ooh, sing it He aint got no money, yeah Ooh, sing it He aint got no money, yeah Ooh, sing it He aint got no money, yeah Ooh, sing it He aint got no money, yeah Stay on my Ps and my Qs, yeah Stay on my Qs and my Ps Stay on my Ps and my Qs, yeah Stay on my Qs and my Ps
Where you at? At my house Let me see that ass What you say? I said let me see that ass That ass? Oh, you on some naked shit Hahaha Im on my way Stop lyin Im on my way, bye Im ashamed of all the things that I was doin for you Shouldve known that all these girls the same and they aint loyal She a freak, took her to Nobu, on a beach Just to eat Louboutins all on her feet Where you get the money for them shoes, girl? You hit me on my DM like a fangirl Did you want me or did you want these bands, girl? Now I know you just another Instagram girl She almost made me think that all she want is me I hit the club and she the first one that I see Said that she there cause she know promoters in the club Come to find out that my homeboy hit her up All this ice, I need a freezer, mhm Whip it up, egg beater, mhm Whippin up two-seaters Said she love me, dont believe her, mhm Cant be mediocre, mhm Twenty on her choker, mhm Fuck her, I dont know her, yeah Give me face, like poker Whoa, cant believe I wanted you Whoa, I cant believe I wanted you, yeah Girl, I cant believe I wanted you Girl, I cant believe I wanted you No, no, no, no, I dont need you No, no, no, no, I dont need you Man, I swear these girls are see-through Stevie Wonder, I cant see you She so hurt, Im so irked, she get on my nerve My head hurt, matter fact, kick her to the curb Found out that she with him, like this verse, get murked My chopper, ego dispersed, yeah, probably die before it hurt, ayy Cartier lens, Im on lurk, uh, twenty-thousand for a fur, ooh What would she do for a purse? She said shell give me a Perc My new bitch better, so I cannot sweat her, dont talk to that girl, thats a curve Speakin of sweater, my neck is so frozen it lookin just like an iceberg All this ice I need a freezer, mhm Whip it up, egg beater, mhm Whippin up two-seaters Said she love me, dont believe her, mhm Cant be mediocre, mhm Twenty on her choker, mhm Fuck her, I dont know her, yeah Give me face, like poker Whoa, cant believe I wanted you Whoa, I cant believe I wanted you, yeah Girl, I cant believe I wanted you Girl, I cant believe I wanted you Uzi, they used to make fun of you Yeah, all my hundreds blue Whoa, little bitch, Im done with you Hit it from the back while Uzi stand in front of you 23, but I had her when I was 22 I cant wife that girl, she fucked like twenty dudes You cant get a kiss, cant get caught tonguin you I got lots of girls, no, there aint just one of you Off-White on my Prestos, all these girls Im runnin through I cant text her back, these Franklins what Im thumbin through Fuck a finger in that bitch, I use a thumb or two Made her number one and you aint even number two All this ice I need a freezer, mhm Whip it up, egg beater, mhm Whippin up two-seaters Said she love me, dont believe her, mhm Cant be mediocre, mhm Twenty on her choker, mhm Fuck her, I dont know her, yeah Give me face, like poker Whoa, cant believe I wanted you Whoa, I cant believe I wanted you, yeah Girl, I cant believe I wanted you Girl, I cant believe I wanted you
Yo, sing this shit, are yall fuckin dumb? Eternal Atake Gotta shoot two at her Gotta shoot two at her Blue cheddar That girl, she got with my clone I told that lil girl that she gotta just do better Are you serious? I swear my money get serious Okay, all my checks, I just be clearin it She suck my dick til she get delirious Okay, jump on the jet, so Im Clearin it Okay, Port, but Im not talking New Okay, smoke that boy just like a cigarette If that boy try to make a false move, uh Im on some whole other shit I got a whole nother rich, Im on a new level I was fucking on your bitch She was ridin on my dick, she aint need two pedals I swear these niggas, they bitches I swear they all gonna snitch when my niggas go shoot at em Niggas, they mad about this Niggas, they mad about that, but its only if you let em She save my name in her phone Only thing she save me under is probably that U letter No, I dont got provolone Only thing in my pocket is probably, um, some blue cheddar She tried to leave me alone Then she got right with my clone, man, I hope that she do better I know its blue cheese on me But when I got fifties on me, I call that shit loose cheddar Jeremy Scotts all on my feet I had a cougar with me, so I call that girl Coretta I am the richest nigga in my city I can make it rain like no matter whats the weather I know that girl, she got swag But when it come to puttin it together, she could do better I sent that girl a DM She aint answer me, so you know that I gotta shoot two at her Gotta shoot two at her Ayy, gotta shoot two at her Ayy, stay with the blue cheddar That girl, she got with my clone I told that lil girl that she gotta just do better Are you serious? I swear my money get serious Okay, all my checks, I just be clearin it She suck my dick til she get delirious Okay, jump on the jet so Im Clearin it Okay, Port, but Im not talking New Okay, smoke that boy just like a cigarette If that boy try to make a false move They try to cut me down when they say Im too low, woah, uh I said, Turn me up, I cannot hear my flow, woah, woah I aint never been no fool Do what I want, Ima bend your rules Ima take the dub, Ima win I aint ever been no type that lose, yeah Born like this, I aint did no study Everything I got, man, I got it in a hurry If I love you, better say that you love me And if I trust you, better say that you trust me Talk bout the bag, the mula, the guap Im at the bank, only time that Im runnin I said Im on the road, no, I cannot stop Im runnin through obstacles, Im in a hurry Woah, stop that Told a fuck nigga just drop that If you shoot first, we gon pop back Margiela on me, lil nigga, thats not that What you got on? Prada sweatsuit made of nylon See my righteous girl, yeah, she say, Right on When I hit that girl right with the light on When I hit that girl, oh Gotta shoot two at her Ayy, gotta shoot two at her Ayy, stay with the blue cheddar That girl, she got with my clone I told that lil girl that she gotta just do better Are you serious? I swear my money get serious Okay, all my checks, I just be clearin it She suck my dick til she get delirious Okay, jump on the jet so Im Clearin it Okay, Port, but Im not talking New Okay, smoke that boy just like a cigarette If that boy try to make a false move Lil Uzi Vert, doot-dooda-loot-doo, doot-doo Thank you, Little Uzi Vert leaves You posed to be standin still right now Ready, set, go
Cannon Know I walk with the racks on me Bad bitch want back back And you know she throw that ass on me I dont want that girl cause she want me cause the cash on me Yeah, you know she cappin, homie Dreadlock, that cap on me Back then, they napped on me Now they all just act homie Now Im hot, they all on me Pull out the Snapchats on me I aint got no Snapchat, homie I think its too personal Thats what I got Twitter for Instagram, Ill bag your ho Back then, they napped on me Now they all just act homie Now Im hot, they all on me Pull out the Snapchats on me I aint got no Snapchat, homie I think its too personal Thats what I got Twitter for Instagram, Ill bag your ho Back then, they napped on me Now they all just act homie Now Im hot, they all on me Pull out the Snapchats on me I aint got no Snapchat, homie I think its too personal Thats what I got Twitter for Instagram, Ill bag your ho Like, flex on you haters , hi haters This is my world so its all in my favor I like all girls, yeah, all type of flavors But that dont matter cause I just got my baby Pull up right there in Mercedes Water, water like the Navy Fuck that girl til the sun down Number one like Im McGrady Boy you said that you made me Go ahead, make another one Do what I want cause Im trustin none Ima love her til the love is done Took your girl, she aint try to run Hit from the back so her legs get numb Hit from the back so long That my own legs startin to get numb Suckin me up, give me brain, now she dumb Tell her its repercussions Play her just like a drum Make in a night what you make in a month Back then, they napped on me Now they all just act homie Now Im hot, they all on me Pull out the Snapchats on me I aint got no Snapchat, homie I think its too personal Thats what I got Twitter for Instagram, Ill bag your ho Back then, they napped on me Now they all just act homie Now Im hot, they all on me Pull out the Snapchats on me I aint got no Snapchat, homie I think its too personal Thats what I got Twitter for Instagram, Ill bag your ho Boy you said that you made me Go ahead make another one Do what I want cause Im trustin none Ima love her til the love is done Took your girl, she aint try to run Hit from the back so her legs get numb Hit from the back so long That my own legs startin to get numb Know I walk with the racks on me Bad bitch want back back And you know she throw that ass on me I dont want that girl cause she want me cause the cash on me Yeah, you know she cappin homie Dreadlock, that cap on me Back then they napped on me Now they all just act homie Now Im hot, they all on me Pull out the Snapchats on me I aint got no Snapchat, homie I think its too personal Thats what I got Twitter for Instagram, Ill bag your ho Back then they napped on me Now they all just act homie Now Im hot, they all on me Pull out the Snapchats on me I aint got no Snapchat, homie I think its too personal Thats what I got Twitter for Instagram, Ill bag your ho Back then they napped on me Now they all just act homie Now Im hot, they all on me Pull out the Snapchats on me I aint got no Snapchat, homie I think its too personal Thats what I got Twitter for Instagram, Ill bag your ho I aint gon lie The baddest girls do be on Snapchat Finna make one, ha
In my triple cup, thats two times two Man, this shit darker than a wonton soup, ayy Yeah, my eyes red, but Im no Damu If you dont run it up, thats all on you You know Im ballin, usual like Kobe Ooh, worried bout a hater that dont know me He say that he tough, then that boy gotta show me Pull up Bentley truck, extra poles, and we four deep Say my name three times like Im Tony Diamond VVS, I put baguettes all on my Rollie I aint never believe nothing that you told me These niggas keep sneak dissing, they turned me to my old me Before I had these mils, I was oh-so lonely Runnin round in Philadelphia only with my 40 I aint never been a phony You be gettin bands? Hardly, yeah I just fucked your bitch, sorry, oh Man, I put that on my shawty, ooh Fight me, were not scared, sorry No, Im not here for no games, Atari Diamonds, they hittin like water, ooh, starbeam, yeah Rockstar life be callin Dont want that girl, she stallin, she stallin Big ol foreign whip, ooh, I cant park it Im from outer space, ooh, in a starship Thick ol foreign bitch, ooh, thats my target Ten bands, what you say? Ooh Ten bands for my Chanel carpet Rockstar life like watch this Young nigga slick like margarine Lost your bitch in Starlets AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie Just pulled up with me Doin one-sixty The bitch staring at me Got real big titties Whats in my jeans? Them real big fifties Flight after flight Hittin real big cities From the sandbox, yeah, my brothers is with me If they give me a bond, Im comin to get me And in the club We snuck the semi Cup, dawg, it aint Rémy I can feel the envy In my triple cup, thats two times two Man, this shit darker than a wonton soup, ayy Yeah, my eyes red, but Im no Damu If you dont run it up, thats all on you Disrespect the gang, and we stall on you, hey Send them Trackhawk shots, dont get called on you Bring my belt, better have that coat on you, ayy Marry that guap, you know I do AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie AP, Muller, my Rollie Ah, ah Ah, ah Ah, ah Ooh Yoom
We be throwin money in a spiral Every time your girl hear my song, yeah, turn her right into my ho She shake her ass , do the eye roll Got a skinny thong like a tightrope I be blowin up like some pyro Coupe 150, call it Kyro If she left with me, she the right ho Man, she ridin me like a BMX Man, she said the D is for Dyno I got two horns like a rhino Its no way you could buy ho But I bought a mansion with a slide door Yes, I opened up the slide door So you can hear her hit the high note I like the way you You do it You do it You do it You do it You do it You do it Money keep comin in, I cant lose Money keep comin in, I cant lose Foreign girls and they 10s, I cant choose Foreign car got V10, I cant cruise I got different color on my diamonds, I cant even see the time I dont wanna see her face, Ima go and get behind Drop the top on the Wraith, Ima make it lose its mind I just made 100K, it was quicker than a Vine I was swingin from a vine, tryna pull me down but I climb Ima get it, keep tryin, theres no reason for the cryin We the ones that be slidin, they the ones that be dyin Know my boys, they be ridin and my doors suicide Side note, you will never reach my goals I be walkin with a slime nose And Im also walkin with my side ho Only time I be walkin when Im on the moon, so I feel like Michael I was talkin to my little slime, thats a lil lizard, call her Geico In reality, Im 54 Stand on my money, now Im 66 Hit her once, now she dismissed Cant fuck her sister, make her lick dick Forty-orty make my hip thick When I see an opp, make the clip hit Aimin at his top, boy you need a mop Man, Im goin out with a vengeance My pants, Raf Simons My shoes, Rick-Rick Your girl dipped my tartar sauce so she ate my dick like a fish stick Hit it raw, yes, I am a dog, I dont do this shit for no image All my diamonds, they be hittin hard Try to play me boy, thats a scrimmage I got different color on my diamonds, I cant even see the time I dont wanna see her face, Ima go and get behind Drop the top on the Wraith, Ima make it lose its mind I just made 100K, it was quicker than a Vine I was swingin from a vine, tryna pull me down but I climb Ima get it, keep tryin, theres no reason for the cryin We the ones that be slidin, they the ones that be dyin Know my boys, they be riding and my doors suicide Live it up, you can just go any day now Mykko Montana, this beat is from K Camp Got frost on my diamonds, Im gettin the cake now Now stay on your stomach, lil bitch, when you lay down Live it up, cause you can go any day now Mykko Montana, this beat is from K Camp Frost on my diamonds cause I got the cake now When you on your stomach, lil bitch, better lay down Im so up and I cant turn it down They counted me out, my whole life turned around Clean up my diamonds, you know I got rinse it Know my boys comin, you know they mean business That advance that you waitin for, already spent it When I’m on the beat man, you know Im gon kill it We be throwin money in a spiral Every time your girl hear my song, yeah, turn her right into my ho She shake her ass, do the eye roll Got a skinny thong like a tightrope I be blowin up like some pyro Coupe 150, call it Kyro I got different color on my diamonds, I cant even see the time I dont wanna see her face, Ima go and get behind Drop the top on the Wraith, Ima make it lose its mind I just made 100K, it was quicker than a Vine I was swingin from a vine, tryna pull me down but I climb Ima get it, keep tryin, theres no reason for the cryin We the ones that be slidin, they the ones that be dyin Know my boys, they be riding and my doors suicide I like the way you You do it You do it You do it You do it You do it You do it
Because its the last ride that Im ever gonna, that Im ever gonna take at AstroWorld Woah, woah, yeah, yeah, yeah Look at your Rollie, uh, look at my Rollie, uh Thats a small face, uh, this a big face, uh She cant see my room, fuck her in the hallway Gettin bored with this money, count it all day Yeah, they thought we were soft, boy, you learned the hard way Not with all the talkin, turned it to a closed case Look, pull up Sky Dweller, and its vanilla All white, that Plain Jane, yeah The rose gold one better, hundred or better I took the money and flooded my bezel You diamond to rock, computed the settin VVS diamonds, they pop just like kettle I popped a molly to get on my level Rockin that Ricky and Raf, here my sweater Yeah, Patek Philippe, it cloudy like Heaven Met her at 10, fucked that girl at 11 Fake diamonds in your Rollie, how you reckon? Diamond tester, nigga, you better check it, yeah Look at your Rollie, uh, look at my Rollie, uh Thats a small face, uh, this a big face, uh She cant see my room, fuck her in the hallway Gettin bored with this money, count it all day On the south side of town gettin me a bald fade, uh Pass her some stuff, we can down it all, take, uh No, cant trust her, she gon leave us all laced Bust a bankroll in the club, wheres Chase? Like woah Yeah, they really want my soul That can never go Angel in the snow Always leave me cold Leave it on the floor but shes slidin from the pole Like woah Really on speed You and ivory is all I need All agreed, we gon skip the tees, go bare like trees Its stuck in heat, link up with the dawgs and then we flee Way this summer goin, I might start my summer league Every young nigga get a check and get a team Yeah, mans on the front line cause mans on his deen No small faces, its just an AP beamin Look at your Rollie, uh, look at my Rollie, uh Thats a small face, uh, this a big face, uh She cant see my room, fuck her in the hallway Gettin bored with this money, count it all day Look at my Rollie, look at your Rollie Your shit rockless, my shit hockey goalie You should gon hide it, man, its too bad Like a bald nigga still wearin durags, ha Israeli guards, boy, please be mindful Dont have words with me cause I got a mind filled I could tell Larry David was the mind behind Seinfeld Wanna know how I feel? Step into my minefield Wanna know how pain feels? I got off my main pills Bet my wifey stay close, she know Im on my Bezos Opioid addiction, pharmacys the real trap Sometimes I feel trapped, Jordan with no Phil Jack One year, its Illuminati, next year, its the Sunken Place They dont want me to change, nah, nigga run in place I need someone else to make this drink, because You dont understand the juice to vodka ratio That could satisfy a real drunk, guess what? Never trust a bartender that dont drink, bitch We have bust-down Rollies, bust-down Pateks And I told him I needed him to bust down our new baby
Yeah, no, no, no No, no, no, uh Fuck, uh, Perc CB on the beat, ho Perc, mmm Bitch, yeah, huh Wasted, GTA love, bitches wasted Wasted, Im on these drugs, I feel wasted Wasted, get her off my mind when Im wasted Wasted, I waste all my time when Im wasted Wasted, GTA love, bitches wasted Wasted, Im on these drugs, I feel wasted Wasted, get her off my mind when Im wasted Wasted, I waste all my time when Im wasted Wasted She do cocaine in my basement Im a doctor, but Im runnin out of patience She told me that she tryna get closer to Satan She be talkin to him when she in the matrix Damn, why is she so demonic? She Medusa with a little Pocahontas She been lacin all my drugs or somethin Cause every time that were together, Im unconscious Hold up, uh, let me be honest I know I saw her put the Percs in my chronic Smokin til my eyes roll back like the omen Just another funeral for her, goddamn Wasted, GTA love, bitches wasted Wasted, Im on these drugs, I feel wasted Wasted, get her off my mind when Im wasted Wasted, I waste all my time when Im wasted Wasted, GTA love, bitches wasted Wasted, Im on these drugs, I feel wasted Wasted, get her off my mind when Im wasted Wasted, I waste all my time when Im wasted Wasted She do cocaine in my basement Im a doctor, but Im runnin out of patience She told me that she tryna get closer to Satan She be talkin to him when she in the matrix Rockstar, thats our style, these boys cant take it Hatin, but theyre still tryna take our cadence No basic, brand new Rari when Im racin Take it, let you roll my weed, please dont lace it, yeah Thats a bum bitch that you chasin, ayy Foreign with me, she a dominatrix I love that girl and I do like her body I dont want the money, I just want the molly Thats what she say when she lived in the Valley Lil boy, Im your father, hakuna matata I made that girl give all of that top up Got dreads in my head, used to pray for the lock up I hit from the back and my legs start to lock up Jacuzzi that booty, I gave that girl flakka Im takin blue caps that keep tweakin my chakra Rose on my chain, theres no hint like no copper Tats in the middle my head like Im Avatar Thats the reason that I ride on my Appas Wasted, GTA love, bitches wasted Wasted, Im on these drugs, I feel wasted Wasted, get her off my mind when Im wasted Wasted, I waste all my time when Im wasted Wasted, GTA love, bitches wasted Wasted, Im on these drugs, I feel wasted Wasted, get her off my mind when Im wasted Wasted, I waste all my time when Im wasted Wasted She do cocaine in my basement Im a doctor, but Im runnin out of patience She told me that she tryna get closer to Satan She be talkin to him when she in the matrix My eyes closed, hopin this aint make-believe And she dont know that all her demons live in me, yeah I dont know, I dont know Dont know what she been on, I dont know All that lean I sip on, now watch me pour it One cup on me, dont got no friends Im an open door, I aint have to let her in She aint take my heart, but she took my medicine Least somebody gon take it, hate to waste it Wasted, GTA love, bitches wasted Wasted, Im on these drugs, I feel wasted Wasted, get her off my mind when Im wasted Wasted, I waste all my time when Im wasted Wasted, GTA love, bitches wasted Wasted, Im on these drugs, I feel wasted Wasted, get her off my mind when Im wasted Wasted, I waste all my time when Im wasted Wasted Wasted, wasted, wasted, wasted
What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? Uh! Runnin, runnin’, runnin, runnin Uh! Heaven, heaven He’s coming Ridin round town, they gon feel this one Ridin round town, they gon feel this one Ridin ’round town, they gon’ feel this one Ridin, ridin’ round town, they gon feel this one Got my, got my, got my, got my eyes open Got my, got my, got my eyes open Got my, got my, got my, got my eyes open Got my eyes open Oh, yeah Oh-oh-oh, yeah Hes comin’ Runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin, runnin What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? Hes comin Ridin round town, they gon feel this one Ridin round town, they gon feel this one Ridin round town, they gon feel Ridin, ridin round town, they gon feel this one, oh Im ridin, Im ridin Oh, yeah Im ridin, Im ridin, yeah, Im Igor What? Down, down, down, down, down Down, down, down, down Down, down Dow-dow-dow-dow-dow-dow-dow-dow- What? Yeah, ho Yeah, ho Yeah, ho Yeah, ho Yeah, ho What, what, what? Got my eyes open Got my, got my, got my eyes open Runnin, runnin, runnin Got my eyes open What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? Wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-what? What? What? What? What? Got my, got my, got my, got my, got my, got my, got my, got my What? What? What? What?
Now, I dont think this is the drugs talking, but I really think this shit gon work What you think? Um, I dont know, it might Man, Im tired as fuck But anyways, um, did you see that video on Instagram? Man, what video? It had me dying, but yeah Dont think I didnt see your Chanel shoes Man, what is you talkin about? Hey, hey I think itll work Did you fall asleep? Uzi Of course its gon work And what a lovely morning Uzi, wake your ass up Ayy, I told that bitch I count my cake Bitch, get out my face .45 on my waist Boy, get out my way Goyard on my waist Boy, you aint got taste Now Im gettin cake Now your bitch gon let me Like, oh goddamn, thats the bitch that I want Oh goddamn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7 AM, I was fucking your love 11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch Like, oh goddamn, thats the bitch that I want Oh goddamn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7 AM, I was fucking your love 11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch Like oh goddamn, thats the bitch that I want Oh goddamn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7 AM, I was fucking your love 11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch Like I lost a lot of friends, but who give a fuck? I got the money, now thats all that I want She ate me for lunch , feel like 2Pac, Im a thug Know some Crips and Bloods Xanny boy on drugs Got a lot of people banking on me Tell me why these niggas always hating on me Coming home, they be waiting on me Like, jump off my dick, all that faking homie Like, oh goddamn, thats the bitch that I want Oh goddamn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7 AM, I was fucking your love 11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch Like, oh goddamn, thats the bitch that I want Oh goddamn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7 AM, I was fucking your love 11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch Like, fuck nigga, like, can you leave me lone? Made a million by myself, yeah, that be my song Like, yeah, I rock designer when Im in my zone Yeah, I fucked your mama, Im on my VLONE Said Im higher than a drone , boy, you is my clone Your mama a crackhead, I sold that bitch some stones Now these bitches want me, I feel like Im Mike Jones 281 330 8004 Catch me lean spilling while Im lane switching Drop the top, cocaine ceiling Backwood, propane pilling Say my name in it, now your chain missing Had a lot of friends and a lot of homies Now Im higher, now they all salty Tell them niggas get the fuck up off me Now Im higher, now they all salty Like, oh goddamn, thats the bitch that I want Oh goddamn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7 AM, I was fucking your love 11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch Like, oh goddamn, thats the bitch that I want Oh goddamn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7 AM, I was fucking your love 11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch, ayy
Im Im one of the greatest to ever do it Lil Uzi Vert Ooh, sauce it up Ooh, do too much Aint enough Aint enough Where you from? Throw it up Goin nuts , goin dumb Ooh, sauce it up Ooh, do too much Aint enough Aint enough Where you from? Throw it up Goin nuts Goin dumb Everyday Im ballin, so you know Im scorin I feel so important, my pockets enormous These niggas keep hatin, this is their last warning Met that girl last night, ooh, fucked her through the morning I dont know no girl Im sorry , hangup, girl, dont call me No, no, you will not have me caught up all up on Maury Cash shower , make it rain, no game, Atari Ride me like a Harley , only boy in the party I was on the phone, yeah, with Playboi Carti Comme des Garçons, Hearts all on my cardi I was in a Lamb, Carti, he was in a Rari Ima keep on flexin, you dont like me then Im sorry Ooh, sauce it up Ooh, do too much Aint enough Aint enough Where you from? Throw it up Goin nuts Goin dumb Ooh, sauce it up Ooh, do too much Aint enough Aint enough Where you from? Throw it up Goin nuts Goin dumb Okay, big-guap-chasin, big-knot-havin My money stackin, this shit extravagant This for all my niggas, the ones that be traffickin All my diamonds African, I might go and matte the Benz I already had that bitch Went and got a badder bitch Persian rug, Aladdin shit Nice foreign ho like a Latin bitch I could serve you Let me say it one time, ayy Turn around, baby girl, let me serve you Yeah, I said that you wet like Squirtle Yeah, walk around pigeon to, got the bird flu And you think you in love, dont wan hurt you Man, I think that Im done, gotta swerve you Ooh, sauce it up Ooh, do too much Aint enough Aint enough Where you from? Throw it up Goin nuts Goin dumb Ooh, sauce it up Ooh, do too much Aint enough Aint enough Where you from? Throw it up Goin nuts Goin dumb Im so awesome Im so awesome These niggas so bad, its exhaustin I swear Im a stunner like Steve Austin I swear Im a stunner like Steve Austin Ooh, sauce it up Ooh, do too much Ooh, where you from? Ooh, throw it up Ooh, going nuts Ooh, going dumb Lil Uzi Vert
Zaytoven Why that boy just wanna play with me? Like I dont, um, keep that K on me You was a worm, keep that bait on me Killin my comp, oh-so fatally Yeah, woohoo, ballin like Im Bo Jack Sometimes I think too much, wish that Id think less When you lie to me, that is not English I must admit that you was the best Fuck the rest I dont see nobody, yeah, fuck the rest I cant stop no, no, I dont fuck with rest , yeah On the real, wish I thought of you less On the real, wish I fucked you less Thought you was real cause the things you said Thought you was real cause you aint invade my checks Thought you was my future but youre my ex Nowadays got a side chick on side chick They keep hackin my iPhone , bout to get a Sidekick I dont like to stand up, told that girl to ride it Murakami, buy it, Goyard, buy it Phillip Lim, buy it, Rick Owens, buy it Off-White, buy it , even though I dont got to buy it Vlone tatted on me, if you thought I was lyin Girl you need a back, back, ooh, you need some Trident Nowadays got a side chick on side chick They keep hackin my iPhone , bout to get a sidekick I dont like to stand up, told that girl to ride it Murakami, buy it, Goyard, buy it Phillip Lim, buy it, Rick Owens, buy it Off-White, buy it , even though I dont got to buy it Vlone tatted on me, if you thought I was lyin Girl you need a back, back, ooh, you need some Trident And if it is a problem, my niggas ridin Know my niggas slidin , turn it to a riot I fucked her in a SLS, you fucked her in a Hyatt Aint nothin wrong with that , Im just a little more high-end Nowadays got a side chick on side chick They keep hackin my iPhone , bout to get a Sidekick I dont like to stand up, told that girl to ride it Murakami, buy it, Goyard, buy it Phillip Lim, buy it, Rick Owens, buy it Off-White, buy it , even though I dont got to buy it Vlone tatted on me, if you thought I was lyin Girl you need a back, back, ooh, you need some Trident How you do it like that, Uzi? How you do it like that, Uzi? How you do it like that, Uzi? How you do it like that, Uzi? How you do it like that, Uzi? How you do it like that, Uzi? How you do it like that, Uzi? How you do it like that, Uzi?
I want it that way I want it that way I want it that way I want it that way But I dont wanna go out bad, wanna go out sad, wanna go out that way Im with the winnin team, they make sure Im not in last place If I wake up, dont make no money, thats a sad day Twenty-five hundred on my shirt what the tag say I want it that way I want it that way I want it that way, woah I want it that way Woah, she from Atlanta, she went to Cascade, ayy She ride the D like shes tryna drag race Dont slow me right down, I like it fast-paced, ayy That is enough about that girl, everyone know it is my world If he dropped an album, thought it was trash day Im on my own, not talkin masturbate, yeah She gave me dome til I graduate, woah Ima grab a Bentley, Mean might go and grab a Wraith, yeah I had to snap back into reality and go grab a fitted My jeans, yeah, they fitted But Lil Uzi, he is so far from the timid The reason Im rich Cause I had to go and just fix my percentage You know that Im winnin My white girl got black card and it got no limit I dont wanna go out bad, dont wanna go out sad, not that way Im with the winnin team, they make sure Im not in last place If I wake up, dont make no money, thats a sad day Twenty-five hundred for my shirt what the tag say And I want it that way I want it that way I want it that way, woah I want it that way When Im in DC, make the hoes go-go Yes, Im slimy like a snail, but Im no slowpoke Only reason I didnt kick her out cause she gon deepthroat Hit it no protection, injection, yeah, this shit is lethal They laugh at me because Im emo I killed my girlfriend, thats why Im single Cant call 911 cause Im in Reno Gave away my thumbs and I stood three toes Diamonds hittin, bling, bling Make the chopper sing, sing He a killer , same thing Eyes low, Simmons, Ming I dont wanna go out bad, dont wanna go out sad, not that way Im with the winnin team, they make sure Im not in last place If I wake up, dont make no money, thats a sad day Twenty-five hundred for my shirt what the tag say And I want it that way I want it that way I want it that way, woah I want it that way I want it that way I want it that way I want it that way I want it that way
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek I bought her a baby one Yeah, I bought me a Maybach, it came with two doors Yeah, thats the Mercedes one  I stay with the baddest, Im countin the cabbage While makin my lady cum I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS Thats why I be racin em Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war I got static in my city, who fuckin with me? Pull up with this 30 and this chopper hold a fifty Man, I heard that nigga Mickey, thats too risky Man, we spray his car, spray his window, icky, icky She keep suckin on my dick, tryna get a hickey, hickey Girl, I swear that pussy too wet, sticky, sticky I kicked her right out of the front door, Im picky, picky Yeah, and every time she go to call my phone, Im busy, busy I heard its some niggas thats on my head I heard its some niggas that want my bread Oh my God Yall niggas better chill before yall all be dead Whole lot of, whole lot of hoes, whole lot of, whole lot of meds Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of clothes, niggas be stealin my swag Whole lot of, whole lot of emeralds, please tuck your baguettes Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of red rubies on my neck Uzi, it came with a TEC The brick, that came with a vet I can teach you how to flex The Draco, it came with a vest The condo, it came with a pit My new bitch, she came with some neck Man, these boys aint believe me Until I pulled up and my neck was on squeegee Man, these boys aint believe me They thought I believed in the devil like ouija Man, these boys aint believe me A real rockstar, Chrome Heart on my beanie I swear these boys cannot see me Thats why I be livin my life like Im Stevie Wake up, Versace my bitch I got on that Tisci, I eat fettuccine I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek I bought her a baby one Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it came with two doors Yeah, thats the Mercedes one I stay with the baddest, Im countin the cabbage While makin my lady cum I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS Thats why I be racin em Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war I aint fuck a bitch in so long, Id do it in a Honda Accord I had to count my money on the ironing board I just took that bitch shoppin, fucked behind the stores I had to get all my niggas off bond, I had to get em off holding I had to take 12 right on the mile, drive it like my van was stolen It sing like my birthday, brand new Cause Im only known just to floor it Yeah, I just know they be watchin it Yeah, I just, yeah, I just know they be watchin it All these hoes love me I am such a slimy guy, nigga, do not trust me Baby, Ima bust you way before you bust me You shouldnt have trusted me, girl, you got off lucky If its beef, dont partake No, I do not eat steak All I eat is fish plates My diamonds so cold, in the freezer, my wrist be Somewhere in the hills, prolly where my bitch stay Switchin my crib and you know Im gon switch states I made a million, yeah, off a mixtape I made a million, yeah, off a mixtape I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek I bought her a baby one Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it came with two doors Yeah, thats the Mercedes one I stay with the baddest, Im countin the cabbage While makin my lady cum I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS Thats why I be racin em Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war I aint fuck a bitch in so long, Id do it in a Honda Accord I had to count my money on the ironing board I just took that bitch shoppin, fucked behind the stores Fucked behind the stores You know that I gotta keep it real, fucked behind the stores You know that I gotta keep it real, fucked behind the stores Yeah, count up a half a mil up behind the store Yeah, she gone off that molly like she aint never take a pill before You act like you tough like your homie aint ever get killed before What the... Yo, what the fuck was that?
Yeah, yeah, yeah And I got a colorful aura like I got neon guts Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, yeah, yeah And I got a colorful aura like I got neon guts Admit it, I move like amoeba I float in the room like Im reefer Alien, I’m not your kind of people Telepathic, fam watch how I read ya You aint got emeralds greener You aint got rich up the sleeve And I got a Rolls that’s in the Grove That I aint drove, shit, I dont know the reason Andele, andele, arriba Me and J Balvin on G5 Success is a drug and man we high I am OTHER is a beehive I got love for you haters Aint you tired of enslavement? Come with us, make some paper Cause you should own what you labor Yeah, you never stayed in Kailua I put Chanel on my shooter Flooded my chain and its Gucci I dont want that girl, she moody Im basically saying Im cooler Get Dior discounts from my cougar Back in the sixth grade, I got them bad grades I was in love with my tutor See, musically, Lil Uzi trappin’ man Most of you rappers be actors man Go M.I.A when I find little Madison Stay at the Ritz-Carlton, this not the Radisson Just took a blue one, ’bout to take the red pill Purple thoughts in my brain, hope it dont spill Stay with a nerd just like Urkel, Jaleel Fresh just like Carlton, I kill ’em with Will Big ass R on my Smiths Big ass R on my whips Slip-on shoes, so you wont trip Said she kinda fine if she got some hips Momma said, Let me see the witch Boy you know light and dark dont mix Mix it up, boy, bad luck Sick to my stomach with them neon guts Higher than Elon Musk, so high stars eat our dust And I got a colorful aura like I got neon guts Dark energy, we dont touch, our jewelry’s beyond Tut And it give a nigga colorful aura, like I got neon guts Higher than Elon Musk, so high stars eat our dust And I got a colorful aura like I got neon guts Dark energies, we dont touch, our jewelrys beyond Tut And I got a colorful aura like I got neon guts Yeah fam, Pharrell on Mars with my fellow star Im like lightning striking in a metal rod I say, Hello God in the devil bars So dammit, Amex, I got a yellow card Cmon, yellow card, yellow card Damn, P, I need a yellow car I am from the root like where the petal start I had to push like a pedal start Started way after but ahead of yall New crib, got a better yard Two years, I got hella cars Since the eighth grade I had hella broads Hella broads, hella broads Yellow painting with a yellow brush Shit came from KAWS, probably marge Slick my hair back like Im Chico DeBarge I got some lights on my chest Dont confuse it with a heart Heard things aint looking too good for you Had to pull some strings like I play the harp I get these billions alone It been that way from the start Smoking good kush, my cologne Got neon guts cause I cant see in the dark Higher than Elon Musk, so high stars eat our dust And I got a colorful aura like I got neon guts Dark energy, we dont touch, our jewelrys beyond Tut And it give a nigga colorful aura like I got neon guts Higher than Elon Musk, so high stars eat our dust And I got a colorful aura like I got neon guts Dark energies, we dont touch, our jewelrys beyond Tut And I got a colorful aura like I got neon guts And I got a colorful aura like I got neon guts And I got a colorful aura like I got neon guts
Who the fuck are you? Ayy Who the fuck are you? Ayy Who the fuck are you? First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my Coupe, ayy Counting all these bands, ayy, who the fuck are you? Ayy Why you walk so cool? Ayy, thousand dollar shoes, ayy Hunnid on my jewels, ayy, I got all these groupies First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my Coupe, ayy Counting all these bands, ayy, who the fuck are you? Ayy First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my Coupe, ayy Counting all these bands, ayy, who the fuck are you? Ayy First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my Coupe, ayy Counting all these bands, ayy, who the fuck are you? Ayy Why you walk so cool? Ayy, thousand dollar shoes, ayy Fuck bitches in twos, ayy, fuck bitches in twos, ayy Fucked that bitch on Monday, fuck her sister Tuesday You is not gon do a thing, with my squad like Wu-Tang, ayy Im gonna knuck if I buck Let a lil nigga try us Hit a nigga with a truck Leave a lil nigga so stuck Brittany turned me to a slut Brittany turned me to a slut Brittany turned me to a slut Hit the bitch all on her back, ayy, never put it in her butt, ayy Put that shit all in her pussy, ayy, leave that shit all in her gut, ayy First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my Coupe, ayy Counting all these bands, ayy, who the fuck are you? Ayy Why you walk so cool? Ayy, thousand dollar shoes, ayy Hunnid on my jewels, ayy, I got all these groupies First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my Coupe, ayy Counting all these bands, ayy, who the fuck are you? Ayy First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my Coupe, ayy Counting all these bands, ayy, who the fuck are you? Ayy Sometimes Fear of God, ayy Saint Laurent the boots, ayy I feel like Im Dro, ayy, car aint got no roof, ayy That bitch kinda cute, ayy, blow me like a flute, ayy Diamonds drippin, they so wet, I gotta wipe my jewels, ayy I cant wife no fool, ayy, got no time for mood swings Spent like 50 on the ring and I brought two rings Remember that bitch aint want fuck me Now that bitch wanna just fuck me Remember that bitch said Im dusty Look at that hoe like you ugly, ayy Your man aint got no money, ayy I just be smokin the dope, Skeme, he be smokin the clove My brother whippin the stove Jump in the crowd at my show, fucked the bitch in the front row First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my Coupe, ayy Counting all these bands, ayy, who the fuck are you? Ayy Why you walk so cool? Ayy, thousand dollar shoes, ayy Hunnid on my jewels, ayy, I got all these groupies First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my Coupe, ayy Counting all these bands, ayy, who the fuck are you? Ayy First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my Coupe, ayy Counting all these bands, ayy, who the fuck are you? Ayy Cannon, Cannon went crazy Treez what up Treez Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, uh Hotel party for these bad hoes For these bad hoes, that trip Ayy, ayy
Um, Im on some shit like Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Everybody know Im better, ayy , yeah, Im better, ayy It dont matter, ayy , pockets fatter, ayy Nowadays Im on, my haters, they got sadder, ayy Thats money longer, ayy , different song, bruh, ayy Different producer I can do anything and I wont lose her She got right with a winner, left that loser , ayy Talkin shit, boy, make me get my Ruger, yeah, I said my Ruger All my niggas they shooters Rockin them grills all the way til my tooth hurt Oh, he cold? Well, I swear that Im cooler That aint no Rollie, bitches, its a Franck Muller, yeah, a Franck Muller Boy, I started on the bottom Made my way to the top Boy, Im gon keep winnin You know I cannot stop Remember I had a little Turned that shit to a lot Always been one hunnid Put that on my block Used to want that four-door Now I want that drop Yeah, now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Girl, you see me gettin this money, woah, please dont front Hunt & Fish Club where Im eatin, woah, whats for lunch? And them boys back home be talkin but I wont get touched Stay to myself how I survive, no one who I trust, yeah No one who I trust Who them niggas? No, they not with us All these girls, yeah, they ride with us I dont pay em no mind because I just want the bucks, yeah Boy, I started on the bottom Made my way to the top Boy, Im gon keep winnin You know I cannot stop Remember I had a little Turned that shit to a lot Always been one hundred Put that on my block Used to want that four-door Now I want that drop Yeah, now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want Now I do what I want
Dear mama Love you mama And grandmama Slatt, slatt, slatt Dear mama I don’t wanna sign off Out here gettin commas Like my dad, Im a grinder She don’t want me locked up Mama, Im gon wash up Whip my wrist, it lock up All my diamonds rocked up I dont wanna sign off Mama love me so I can do no wrong Mama in the trap so this her favorite song Im gon get them racks, lil baby, they so long Said I wasnt nothin’ but I came in strong You got the best advice but I won’t call I know Im grown so I do not need y’all And if I get locked up mom change the law You fix everything, so thats what I thought When I was small, mama made me tall Even though Im daddys pup she still gon’ wipe my paws Dont care about this money, dont care about them cars Lose my mama, thats a problem you cant solve Dear mama I dont wanna sign off Out here gettin commas Like my dad, Im a grinder She dont want me locked up Mama, Im gon wash up Whip my wrist, it lock up All my diamonds rocked up I dont wanna sign off Now I got the game in a headlock Never catch me lackin, run a red light Bitch, we talk in codes, we the real slimes They tried to break my safe, I had a deadlock Mama used to bag in the day time Mama got that bag by the night time Was on 32nd Street, I was like eight then Moved to Francisville and met my real friends Mama said, Stay down there fore you get hurt That was way before I was Lil Uzi Vert Mama saw me in action, it couldve got worse I know that my mama, know Im shootin first Dear mama I dont wanna sign off Out here gettin commas Like my dad, Im a grinder She dont want me locked up Mama, Im gon wash up Whip my wrist, it lock up All my diamonds rocked up I dont wanna sign off Dear mama Love you mama And grandmama
Yeah, chopstick came with a large lo mein Extra clip in it, nigga, I aint got no aim Balmain pocket filled with fresh romaine And I stay with the cash like a XO chain Fifty-five hundred, nigga, thats your range When I go to the club, make it storm, hurricane Nigga pull up, think he G.I. Joe Man, 7.62, turn him G.I. Jane Said Rick Owens boot, they be knee-high, mane Now when I look down you know I cant see my ankle Man, she asked for some racks, gave her three times ten Put her right in the condo, put her in the Benz And I did all of that, dont wanna see her again And honestly on to better things, thats her friend These niggas groupies, they peons, mane King of my city like Leon, mane Head of these niggas by eons, mane She let me touch for the free-on, mane So you know thats a must like Elon, mane They was hatin, I was spendin, you was savin Man, Im countin up green like a pea pod, mane I was holdin down my team like my name was Peyton Had to make sure my brother good, Eli Manning Cartiers got diamonds all in the middle Like a nigga pulled up with three eyes, mane Just know them shits, they all G.I., mane Everybody got Rollies, thats two-time frames I said my side girl tryna be my main And I said my main girl keep stalkin my side I told her, Shut up and go for a ride In this Rolls-Royce truck Girl, yeah, you can be on the bus You can get what you want Out the mall, no need to hold me up Rickity-racks thats all in my Louis V jeans, double stuffed Im turnt to the max, these lil itty-bitty niggas know its up Yeah, chopstick came with a large lo mein Extra clip in it, nigga, I aint got no aim I said, Balmain pocket filled with fresh romaine And I stay with the cash like a XO chain Fifty-five hundred, nigga, thats your range When I came to the club, make it storm, hurricane Nigga pull up, think he G.I. Joe Man, 7.62, turn him G.I. Jane I said its up, up, up, uppity Moonwalkin all on the money When I moonwalk, my diamonds still sunny When I moonwalk, I dont need no twenties When it come to the drip, not in front of me Wearin Balenciaga on my jacket, my shirt And my pants, and my socks, and my undies Woah, Im too litty Yeah, bitch look like Chinese Kitty 1942 in my section, no Remy Took JT out the city I can make a ho get way too sticky Yeah, way, way, way too sticky Hold up, dont you got a whole situation? Livin my life, too risky How you doin, Uzi? Im doin great I pulled up in the foreign, lets race Yes, I stay with some money on me Only thing in my pocket, big face Its amazing to me how my baby pull up with a fat ass and a skinny waist Its amazing to me how I spend all this money and I aint even go in my safe Its amazing to me how these niggas dont know me but still find a way just to hate Its amazing to me how back then she aint want me but now she wanna go on a date Its amazing to me how she ask for them racks, told that girl get the fuck out my face Its amazing to me how Im eatin so much and I still didnt gain no weight Yeah, chopstick came with a large lo mein Extra clip in it, nigga, I aint got no aim I said, Balmain pocket filled with fresh romaine And I stay with the cash like a XO chain Fifty-five hundred, nigga, thats your range When I came to the club, make it storm, hurricane Nigga pull up, think he G.I. Joe Man, 7.62, turn him G.I. Jane I said its up, up, up, uppity Moonwalkin all on the money When I moonwalk, my diamonds still sunny When I moonwalk, I dont need no twenties When it come to the drip, not in front of me Wearin Balenciaga on my jacket, my shirt And my pants, and my socks, and my undies What the f— That shit smoking, what the—
Cook that shit up, Quay Trackhawk Jeep goes too fast I dont even wear no seatbelt Bad lil bitch got no breasts Upgrade, now she got D-cups Hop out the Range, Im glowin Who is Lil Baby? He goin in Man, these old rappers gettin borin They be takin shots, I ignored em Send that pack to the hood while Im tourin Makin plays out of town like Im Jordan Need to go get your ho cause she whorin If her ball come my way, Ima score it Lamborghini, I dont want no Porsches Im on fire, dont touch me, Im scorchin Had to fix all my teeth, I went porcelain Put the town on my back, Im a horseman One more year, Ima make it to Forbes List They love me in the Bay like E-40 I be sittin exotic on Moreland Aint no strings attached, keepin it cordless She keep callin, but I keep ignorin it Aint no stoppin, Im keepin it, floorin it Man, these niggas cant stop me, Im goin in Man, these niggas cant stop me, Im goin in Every time the pack get gone, I get another load My main bitch tryna leave me lone cause I fucked another ho Im like, Baby, I know Im wrong, but this just how life goes And I know these niggasd be happy if I let you go Got me walkin on a thin line on my tippy toes Man, this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go Every time the pack get gone, I get another load My main bitch tryna leave me lone cause I fucked another ho Im like, Baby, I know Im wrong, but this just how life goes And I know these niggasd be happy if I let you go Got me walkin on a thin line on my tippy toes Man, this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go Tryna spend a whole M on some clothes Got a bonus, I sold out a show Gunna hot like a pot on the stove Yellow AP on all of my hoes I like when that white on her toes Picture me ridin around in that Rolls I put some ice on my wrist, it was swole I aint got time to lay up with you hoes All of these drugs in my body I gotta pay somebody keep checkin my pulse Walk in the club with no warning take care of that money They swing on the pole Water on me like Dasani I shine when its sunny, this platinum and rose Gunna Gunna out the streets When I go to DC, Ima fuck with the mo Every time the pack get gone, I get another load My main bitch tryna leave me lone cause I fucked another ho Im like, Baby, I know Im wrong, but this just how life goes And I know these niggasd be happy if I let you go Got me walkin on a thin line on my tippy toes Man this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go Every time the pack get gone, I get another load My main bitch tryna leave me lone cause I fucked another ho Im like, Baby, I know Im wrong, but this just how life goes And I know these niggasd be happy if I let you go Got me walkin on a thin line on my tippy toes Man this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go Man this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes I can switch my girls up the same way that I change my clothes Man its crazy, all blue backend in the envelope And you know Im never lackin, got a new whip thats up in traffic Water, water, water on my Patek , its automatic I drink water when Im fastin , yous a has-been They would love me in a casket, I cant have it Boy, Im far from average , better wait your turn, better get in line Every time the pack get gone, I get another load My main bitch tryna leave me lone cause I fucked another ho Im like, Baby, I know Im wrong, but this just how life goes And I know these niggasd be happy if I let you go Got me walkin on a thin line, on my tippy toes Man this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go Every time the pack get gone, I get another load My main bitch tryna leave me lone cause I fucked another ho Tryna spend a whole M on some clothes Got a bonus, I sold out a show Gunna hot like a pot on the stove Yellow AP on all of my hoes I like when that white on her toes Picture me ridin around in that Rolls I put some ice on my wrist, it was swole I aint got time to lay up with you hoes
D.A. got that— D.A. got that dope I turn the news on when I smell death in the air I prove you wrong, I made it out of here I dont belong, I see my past everywhere Dont stand too close to me, eternal PTSD I got a war zone on inside of my head I made it on my own, they said Id be in jail or dead Ive seen my brothers fall over and over again Dont stand too close to me, I got PTSD I was hearing bangs like Chief Keef Always yelling names thats deceased I go off my mind and my instinct Shootin at the same time, we was in sync On the same thing, tryna repeat We was in them whips, right back on the enemies Stuffed on my last hit, I was in the middle seat Fuck it, out the sun roof, brodie got a quick release And we in a car real fast from police Shots fired back, but his ass in the street When I bought a forty, showed Brittany and Tiffany Knowing if they call, it aint shit they cant get from me Lot of warfare, 17, had a 50 piece Flexed on niggas so you know they wanna kill a G Posted in the hood with some Bentley keys Roc died, showed em what it really mean I cant sleep cause its a war zone in my head My killers good, they know Im hands-on with the bread A million dollars ahead, Im still angry and seeing red How the fuck Im posed to have fun? All my niggas dead I turn the news on when I smell death in the air I prove you wrong, I made it out of here I dont belong, I see my past everywhere Dont stand too close to me, eternal PTSD I got a war zone on inside of my head I made it on my own, they said Id be in jail or dead Ive seen my brothers fall over and over again Dont stand too close to me , I got PTSD Used to run home from the train stop Running so fast, dodging raindrops Member got robbed at the park once Member thinking that that bitch probably aint cocked Member I was with my mama one time Seen a nigga through the glass, hit a nigga with a bankshot Point-blank, head hanging off his tank top Walked off, we drove off, went to GameStop Quiet ride there, picked up San Andreas Certain things we aint talk about, mama, we just prayed off We seen it all, dont get involved Carry the weight of the world like a shawl Conceal and revealing to people in court I still can feel it, I know that the world is evil, in case you thought a nigga forgot it When my homie was bleeding out, another homie went in his pockets Please do not run up on me, not even as fans Niggas get fanned down on the Dan Ryan Im flying, Im scary as hell, I need me a Xan The days seem longer as life gets shorter We know sex, drugs, money, all in that order Aint no structure, no peace, weve lost our order Leaving me with anxiety, fucking up my sobriety Its a war zone laying inside my head I still think about all my niggas thats dead Im too paranoid, yeah, I know you heard what I said Im too paranoid, I make sure all my opps, they bled Draining all my energy, no, I cannot sleep, uh-huh Im affected by the streets, no appetite, I cant eat I only see red when I see, I think its my PTSD I think its my PTSD , I think its my PTSD, yeah I turn the news on when I smell death in the air
DJ Esco, Lil Uzi Vert, Future Thats too much sauce Thats too much sauce Patek Philippe, the plain one, thats too much sauce Hermes in the A, thats too much sauce They let me know before I was famous, I had too much sauce Audemars, Hublot now, thats too much sauce Thats too much sauce, got too much sauce Thats too much sauce, I got too much sauce Patek Philippe, the plain one, thats too much sauce Got diamonds on all on my fingers, thats too much sauce Yeah, all of my diamonds they shine Haters like knock that off Yeah, all of your diamonds are fake Need to stop that dawg You really kissin that girl like she aint top me though Shaquille ONeal with the haters cause Im blockin yall Yeah, yeah, thats too much sauce, yeah Rockin VLONE when Im rockin Off-White Thats too much sauce Yeah, she smile at me on her teeth with that ice Thats too much sauce Yeah, smokin that gas got me high like a kite Yeah, yeah, too much sauce, yeah, yeah Diamonds they look like Dasani huh, more like Voss, ayy Yeah, that boy saw my chain, he said whats the cost?, ayy You wanna know the amount? Can you count? Patek Philippe, the plain one, thats too much sauce Hermes in the A, thats too much sauce They let me know before I was famous, I had too much sauce Audemars, Hublot now, thats too much sauce Thats too much sauce, got too much sauce Thats too much sauce, I got too much sauce Patek Philippe, the plain one, thats too much sauce Got diamonds on all of my fingers, thats too much sauce Yeah, too much sauce, yeah, yeah Diamonds they look like Dasani, more like Voss Young man, young man Young man turned myself right to a boss like yeah Coppin no matter the cost, like yeah Thats too much sauce Fuck that bitch and her friend right in my Benz Too much sauce Think me and Future fucked on the same twins Damn, yeah, wait Now Im getting money Niggas actin like they been knew us, ayy Fake energy dont move us, yeah, ayy Diamonds they wet like a cougar Diamonds they straight from the jeweler Drugs got me lost like Bermuda Patek Philippe, the plain one, thats too much sauce Hermes in the A, thats too much sauce They let me know before I was famous, I had too much sauce Audemars, Hublot now, thats too much sauce Thats too much sauce, got too much sauce Thats too much sauce, I got too much sauce Patek Philippe, the plain one, thats too much sauce Got diamonds on all of my fingers, thats too much sauce Too much sauce, yeah, yeah Diamonds they look like Dasani
Yeah We tear it up, tear it up, tear it up Yeah Fuck from the back, hit her once, thats a wrap No strings attached, thats a rack, thats a rack No strings attached, thats a rack, thats a rack Water on my neck, swim through that, thats a lap Fuck from the back, hit her once, thats a wrap No strings attached, thats a rack, thats a rack No strings attached, thats a rack, thats a rack Water on my neck, swim through that, thats a lap Fendi knapsack, while Im spittin Fendi facts I dont want you back, you a thot, you a nat Just like his bitch ass, that fuck nigga will get clapped Put a pause on that, you still broke, you aint back No strings attached, thats a rack, thats a rack No strings attached, thats a rack, thats a rack No strings attached, thats a rack, thats a rack No strings attached, thats a rack, thats a rack I could never change, gotta stick to my routine Ima hit it once, then you know I gotta leave Got addictive personality, I turned into a fiend Okay, my money sky blue, but my new coupe is slime green My boys whip work til the white turn all tan Saw a minivan followin my brand new Lamb I had a F and an N in my hand All my bitches tens, no, I do not fuck no fans I was checkin my DMs, found out she was a man I cant DM, never, ever again Lucien on my vision, thats the only thing thats tran Okay, okay, nigga, lets get it Got your bitch on my top just like a fitted I dont want it no more, then I gotta clip it Balmain jeans, on the front got the zipper My ice game got cold, got sicker Im a Leo like lion, Im Simba Stand on my money, Im tall like a center June and July cold just like December Its too low, then the car, I lift it I know baby girl miss my drip, yeah Girl, your breath stink, need a spearmint, many You need to go and take a minute But your ass fat, lemme go for the finish Overseas, Im eatin croissants Told a fuck nigga, Dont touch my crumpet She a lil thot, cant wife no bird Four years, I aint touch no chick Whip back-to-back, back-to-back, back-to-back Bentley, Hellcat, new Lambo and Maybach I cant talk on the phone, think my shit is tapped Fuck from the back, hit her once, thats a wrap No strings attached, thats a rack, thats a rack No strings attached, thats a rack, thats a rack Water on my neck, swim through that, thats a lap Fendi knapsack, while Im spittin Fendi facts I dont want you back, you a thot, you a nat Yes, thats them racks, thats them racks, thats them racks Your jeans, they too fat, man, them shits, they relaxed I got on Dior, and my skinnies, they all black If we serve the sack, then we take that shit right back 650 for a hat, 6666 hundred for a jacket Tried to hold me tight, but I didnt hug her back Cause she tried to snatch out my pocket with the racks Fuck from the back, hit her once, thats a wrap No strings attached, thats a rack, thats a rack No strings attached, thats a rack, thats a rack Water on my neck, swim through that, thats a lap Fuck from the back, hit her once, thats a wrap No strings attached, thats a rack, thats a rack No strings attached, thats a rack, thats a rack No strings attached, thats a rack, thats a rack
Oh my God, what is this? An L beat? Free Uzi, yeah This an L beat Yeah, I remember when that girl didnt need me I didn’t have no money and I couldnt find out whats the reason Now that ho back on my team ’cause my neck wet like a squeegee We served them packs in the net, we get them racks like Serena, uh Yeah, the sun out so my boys gonna trap today When you get money? Every day, like Saturday Niggas lyin, yeah, he stuck with a cappin face Niggas rattin, they get hit with the MAC today This my I-dont-even-know-um-what-happened face Grandma in the kitchen still singin Happy Days I just popped a G6, Im in my happy place She was trippin’, had to ask her, What Perc’ you take? I can make your lil’ bitch just wanna percolate Sex first then we can have a after-date Gave me head til my shit, um, decapitate Look me in my eye and do, um, that nasty face Make it rain in the club like a nasty day Told em that Im comin’, oh, no ejaculate Pastry, pocket, boy, you not havin cake Fuck that overcoat and I swear your jacket late Bro just made his money back off a half a plate Rollie cost me forty thousand, thats half the face I remember when them niggas all laughed at me Portfolios, now they all bring they apps to me Wish before me that my bitch practiced abstinence Wishes dont come true until you just practice it Niggas broke? Never, ho, bitch, we havin it Yes, we spendin it, but you know we stackin it I was steppin on the beat, took a nap on it If she shake her ass, you know Im gon slap on it She was suckin my dick right on her knees Her mama bust in, she said, Girl, what is happenin? She said, Baby, you know your dad a panther? She said, Mama, Im just doin the Kaepernick Frito-Lay, yeah, you know that Im stackin chips Got a tattooed face so you cant see my blasphemy Its some niggas that really just wan blast at me But you know I got some niggas that blast for me Im not tall, but I ball like a athlete Count my money, yeah, I turn to a mathlete Had to get my business together I had three million in taxes I got it all off on this level They said its three million thats missin I aint say nothin, I stayed level Couple dolls on me, say, Hey, yellow This that my-money-gon-stay level I dont give a fuck, Ima stay rebel Backwood on me, bitch, you stay rello I got my metal so stay mellow Got them boulders, my neck wont see a pebble I can make your lil bitch just wanna percolate Sex first then we can have a after-date Gave me head til my shit, um, decapitate Look me in my eye and do, um, that nasty face Make it rain in the club like a nasty day Told em that Im comin, oh, no ejaculate Pastry pocket, boy, you not havin cake Fuck that overcoat and I swear your jacket late Bro just made his money back off a half a plate Rollie cost me forty thousand, thats half the face I remember when them niggas all laughed at me Portfolios, now they all bring they apps to me Wish before me that my bitch practiced abstinence Wishes dont come true until you just practice it Niggas broke? Never, ho, bitch, we havin it Yes, we spendin it, but you know we stackin it Foreign car, make your bitch wanna hop in it Dont know my name, but she start givin top in it Lil Uzi make these bitches wan flock in it Wonton, flood the block with some Wock in it They saw us comin so they all just start hop the fence Gang Wang, yeah, you know you get shot in it Alexander Wang, bitch, I came from poverty Got a plug, bring that shit right from Providence Kill a opp, now my boys gonna hibernate Sike, nah, they back on it the next day The reason he died cause that boy gon hesitate Nigga, you started this shit, Im just, Lets play She suck on my dick til that bitch gon regurgitate She tellin you that she never even heard of me I cant trust none of these niggas, might turn on me Im still a millionaire, this shit not hurtin me But its hurtin you And I know the truth I still watch Big Bang Theory, thats the nerd in me I remember when your ass was just swervin me Please keep that same energy with the urgency Im liftin these big ol stacks like my name Hercules Bulletproof on my tank, thats my insurgency These old niggas wanna rob me like a burglary I can make your lil bitch just wanna percolate Sex first then we can have a after-date Gave me head til my shit, um, decapitate Look me in my eye and do, um, that nasty face Make it rain in the club like a nasty day Told em that Im comin, oh, no ejaculate Pastry, pocket, boy, you not havin cake Fuck that overcoat and I swear your jacket late Bro just made his money back off a half a plate Rollie cost me forty thousand, thats half the face I remember when them niggas all laughed at me Portfolios, now they all bring they apps to me Wish before me that my bitch practiced abstinence Wishes dont come true until you just practice it Niggas broke? Never, ho, bitch, we havin it Yes, we spendin it, but you know we stackin it Free Uzi
Hold up, hold up, hold up Let me catch my breath Let me count these checks Flex on my ex I dont got no respect Break up in a text Pull up in a G T3, fly off in a jet Pull up, Im suited And you know I got my toolie Okay, I might Bentley Coupe it Heard you pull up, Mini Cooper Told that lil bitch that she stupid Okay, these niggas cant move me Okay, these bitches cant move me Those are not diamonds, theyre rubies Wait thats not rubies, thats glass Smack that bitch right on the ass I know that shes scared to lose me Yeah, my Polo be from Louis Niggas act like they was rootin But they really be some goofies If you dont like me then sue me Yeah, my new girl got that booty That my new girl up at Gucci Yeah, what? That my new girl up at Gucci Yeah, what? Spend them bands all up at Gucci Look at your chain who your jeweler? You need to come to my jeweler I put a chain on my shooter I put a stick on my Ruger In her dreams like Freddy Krueger Just met her, act like I knew her Rari pull off Ferris Bueller Hold up, hold up, hold up Let me catch my breath Let me count these checks Flex on my ex I dont got no respect Break up in a text Pull up in a G T3, fly off in a jet Hold up, hold up, hold up Let me catch my breath Let me count these checks Flex on my ex I dont got no respect Break up in a text Pull up in a G T3, fly off in a jet Lil Uzi Vert like who the fuck are you? , yeah Almost didnt make it but I made it through , yeah Gettin to the money, if you snooze, you lose , woah You should see the way that they plot on you , yeah Wait, why they plot on me? Cause they really know it aint no stopping me Like, first I hit my dance then they flock to me Went and did it all night, girl, I gotta leave , yeah Pat your weave down fore you see your man Oh no, now he all mad , everything gon hit the fan I dont want that, um, again , I dont want, want that again Even though that girl a 10 , think we better off being friends Sike, Ima hit that again Ima lick that again , Ima split that again Now I do what I want , cant do what I can Think youre on, not at all , cause you know I ball Yeah Boy, I heard you soft Ima cop it for the cost Smoke the gas on my cloth Hold up, hold up, hold up Let me catch my breath Let me count these checks Flex on my ex I dont got no respect Break up in a text Pull up in a G T3, fly off in a jet Hold up, hold up, hold up Let me catch my breath Let me count these checks Flex on my ex I dont got no respect Break up in a text Pull up in a G T3, fly off in a jet
Okay, Im ready Breathe in , breathe in , breathe out, shake that ass Speed up, go fast, slow down Breathe in , breathe in , breathe out, shake that ass Speed up, go fast, slow down Four, four , four , four Four, four , four , four Million on me, JAY-Z Count up, fuck nigga, pay me Pull up, walk in Everybody yell like, Watch out Got it too lit like, Pipe down No, I cant wait, need it right now Get guap, Im the one who she like now Count it up from the morning to the night now Thats the reason that a nigga wanna fight now? Cause my diamonds shine like a lighthouse? Pull up, walk in Everybody yell like, Watch out Breathe in , breathe in , breathe out, shake that ass Speed up, go fast, slow down Breathe in , breathe in , breathe out, shake that ass Speed up, go fast, slow down Four, four , four , four Four, four , four , four Million on me, JAY-Z Count up, fuck nigga, pay me Woah, fuck your bitch, Im bored Rockstar, thats of course White girl like Lorde She dont really get too impressed, Honda Accord Long as she get her beauty rest, then Im aboard Got that girl wet, she need three towels Call my phone like every day on speed dial Hundred thousand, new watch, got like three dials I dont eat out, hit once, leave out Breathe in, breathe in , breathe in , breathe out, shake that ass Speed up, go fast, slow down Back it up, rack it up, told that bitch, Back it up Thirty nails, hammer tucked So theres no way that you jamming us, ooh Breathe in , breathe in , breathe out, shake that ass Speed up, go fast, slow down Breathe in , breathe in , breathe out, shake that ass Speed up, go fast, slow down Four, four , four , four Four, four , four , four Million on me, JAY-Z Count up, fuck nigga, pay me Pull up, sauce , got the drip Foreign broads , like em mixed Bulldog , with a pit Bulldog , with a grip Four, four , four , four Four, four , four , four Million on me, JAY-Z Count up, fuck nigga, pay me All these niggas, yeah, hate me Covered in that water, waist-deep Pull up in that Lamb, just me My niggas pullin up, eight deep Breathe in , breathe in , breathe out, shake that ass Speed up, go fast, slow down Breathe in , breathe in , breathe out, shake that ass Speed up, go fast, slow down Four, four , four , four Four, four , four , four Million on me, JAY-Z Count up, fuck nigga, pay me Breathe in , breathe in , breathe out, shake that ass Speed up, go fast, slow down Breathe in , breathe in , breathe out, shake that ass Speed up, go fast, slow down Four, four , four , four Four, four , four , four Million on me, JAY-Z Count up, fuck nigga, pay me Pull up, walk in Everybody yell like, Watch out Got it too lit like, Pipe down No, I cant wait, need it right now Get guap, Im the one who she like now Count it up from the morning to the night now Thats the reason that a nigga wanna fight now? Cause my diamonds shine like a lighthouse? Pull up, walk in Everybody yell like, Watch out Got it too lit like, Pipe down No, I cant wait, need it right now Get guap, Im the one who she like now Count it up from the morning to the night now Thats the reason that a nigga wanna fight now? Cause my diamonds shine like a lighthouse?
Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah One more ride One more race We go all out We dont play One more ride, one more race We dont slow down, aint no brakes Ima go off Ima ride tonight It dont matter what we face Ima go off Ima ride tonight Im the master of my fate Ima go off Ima go off Ima go off Ima go off Yah, I gotta go now Takin off and Im ridin on the road now Hit the gas, no brakes, gotta go now Put my life on the line, yeah, its on me Blood rushin through my veins, no IV Ride, switchin lanes, you cant stop me You can smell the propane when you pass me Ride for the gang because Im the chief Helicopter hoverin, its high speed Chase, drive, straight Ima, race, to the, cake Flame, on it, no chain, on me All of, us, became, homies One more ride One more race We go all out We dont play One more ride, one more race We dont slow down, aint no brakes Ima go off Ima ride tonight It dont matter what we face Ima go off Ima ride tonight Im the master of my fate Ima go off Ima go off Ima go off Ima go off Yah, I gotta go now Nine-nine, nine-nine Youre rockin with the ether child in overdrive Yeah, yeah, I-5 to I-9 We go all night, yeah Double 0 speed, double 0 Chevy I hit the fourth gear, hope I dont drift Souped up cars all around me Hot-boxin at a high speed One lane drivin Bad thing side me One more time on the road One more time fore we go One more ride One more race We go all out We dont play One more ride, one more race We dont slow down, aint no brakes Ima go off Ima ride tonight It dont matter what we face Ima go off Ima ride tonight Im the master of my fate Ima go off Ima go off Ima go off Ima go off Yah, I gotta go now Gotta go now Gotta go, swervin in my whip cant slow down Drivin fancy cars, boy, Im on the road now Automatic start, my Vic take a code now Yuh, rockstar, heavy metal, no guitar Why you pay so much for yo Nissan? Because its GTR First, I shift it, click it, burnin rubber like Im movin dark Drive at night, I chop my top so I can relate to the stars Yeah, relate to the stars Ima race you for a pink slip I got nitrous in my car so tell me what you thinkin My adrenaline start pumpin so I been stopped blinkin One more ride One more race We go all out We dont play One more ride, one more race We dont slow down, aint no brakes Ima go off Ima ride tonight It dont matter what we face Ima go off Ima go off Ima go off Ima go off Yah, I gotta go now
Yeah Woo, woo Woo, woo Woo, woo, woo Woo , woo, woo, woo, woo, woo Uh, I came in with a new 40 Glock Fuck on your bitch, make that ho wanna Milly Rock Im with my boys, and no, we do not Milly Rock Funny money, no, this is not no silly guap Got a Richard Mille, this not a silly watch All this money make me wan hit my Diddy Bop Tell the teller at the bank, um, just give me lots At the dealer, I cant pull this shit off the lot Me and my boys, you know that we sharin thots I got niggas that be movin the tan rock Thats the end of that, no, I cannot talk a lot Man, these niggas out here, I swear they talk a lot Drive-by on a rat, you a walkin cop Double-park, new Lambo with no parkin spot Comme des Garçons, use my heart a lot Bend it over, little baby, just arch a lot Yeah, she caramel, but I call that bitch butterscotch Dove bars, yeah, they choppin that soap a lot Got my money, then I had to just flood the block Im the only one that fucked on that bitch But I made that ho just cum and just neck the block Yeah, I pulled up in my car, bitch, I blessed the block We got shooters thats gon pull up and X your block Woo, woo, woo, woo Makin money like a nigga dont need to drop One eye open, Luminati like Fetty Wap Microwave help me dry out the Redi Rock Throwin money, beat the pockets, got heavy knots Gettin guala, they dont know when the fetti stop Every day my birthday, why the confetti stop? She look good, but she wear Fashion Nova Took her shoppin, put her right in some Vetements Got a bitch, yeah, she live in New York But I took her right down right in LA Spent a hundred thousand right at the Beverly Intersection probably where, um, the felons be Im on Rodeo, it aint shit you could tell to me And Im on a boat, it aint shit you could sell to me Uh, I came in with a new 40 Glock Fuck on your bitch, make that ho wanna Milly Rock Im with my boys, and no, we do not Milly Rock Funny money, no, this is not no silly guap Got a Richard Mille, this not a silly watch All this money make me wan hit my Diddy Bop Tell the teller at the bank, um, just give me lots At the dealer, I cant pull this shit off the lot Me and my boys, you know that we sharin thots I got niggas that be movin the tan rock Thats the end of that, no, I cannot talk a lot Man, these niggas out here, I swear they talk a lot Drive-by on a rat, you a walkin cop Double-park, new Lambo with no parkin spot Comme des Garçons, use my heart a lot I was chillin with the niggas you fear a lot Highbridge, I was just right there on the block What do they got in common with Uzi? We get money and we fucked up just on your thots Make the haters sit back and just, um, think a lot Im so lit, I could make your whole strip hot Hit your bitch, yeah, she make me wan body rock Yeah, your bitch, she a thotty, old thotty-thot Make her drop, then she gave that boy sloppy top This Chanel, no, I dont wear no Baccarat Went to Vegas, made some money off baccarat Raf Simons jeans, they good for the pocket rock Im in Elliot, keep tryna get these diamond socks Slidin all on the ice like a hockey shot Seventeen-five for a t-shirt He got half like he pulled up just with a crop, woah Gators on me, you cant catch me in bummy Crocs Im a hare all on my bike, bitch, I bunny hop Hugh Hefner died, so I cant get bunny top I can never die unless all my money stops Fuckin all on your bitch and I use a thumb a lot When I do that, yeah, I make that bitch cum a lot Countin up my millions, you know its up a lot Uh, I came in with a new 40 Glock Fuck on your bitch, make that ho wanna Milly Rock Im with my boys, and no, we do not Milly Rock Funny money, no, this is not no silly guap Got a Richard Mille, this not a silly watch All this money make me wan hit my Diddy Bop Tell the teller at the bank, um, just give me lots At the dealer, I cant pull this shit off the lot Me and my boys, you know that we sharin thots I got niggas that be movin the tan rock Thats the end of that, no, I cannot talk a lot Man, these niggas out here, I swear they talk a lot Drive-by on a rat, you a walkin cop Double-park, new Lambo with no parkin spot Comme des Garçons, use my heart a lot
I love you I dont want you I dont know whats next, yeah I dont want my ex, no Break up with a text Im not tryna flex Girl, you know the rest Bitch, I write a check Walkin with a check Take off in a jet So I just never stress I could never stress Yeah, my lifes a mess But Im also blessed My hearts in the junkyard cause its wrecked And todays not feeling like it used to You got stuck up in that life that you was used to If you got hurt, yeah, I got hurt, yeah, I got bruised too Thats the main reason why I had to choose you If you got options I got options, baby, who you? I got one thats on my line that look like new new She got ass just like a zebra on a zoo too So basically what Im saying, Im not scared to lose you I dont want my ex Break up with a text Im not tryna flex Girl you know the, rest Bitch, I write a check Walkin with a check Take off in a jet So I just never stress Leonardo DiCaprio Watch out, boys, I might bag your ho Love so strong, that shit had me gone Didnt care too, I was all alone Swag on them by mistake I cannot believe that I made this shit from a mixtape Bitch, you know Im flooded, then you know my momma wrist straight Grandma dont like diamonds, she say Make sure that my rents paid, yeah And I make sure that your rents paid Make you live your own life when you hung out with Lindsay I dont want you never ever running in a frenzy But thats just some shit that everybodys friends say I dont know whats next, yeah I dont want my ex, no Break up with a text Im not tryna flex Girl you know the, rest Bitch, I write a check Walkin with a check Take off in a jet So I just never stress Leonardo DiCaprio Leonardo DiCaprio Leonardo DiCaprio Watch out, boys, I might bag your ho
808 Mafia Yeah Yeah, you mean so much You mean so much to me You dont understand RaRa in, put the RaRa in RaRa in, put the RaRa in RaRa in, put the RaRa in, yeah RaRa in, put the RaRa in, yeah RaRa in, put the RaRa in, yeah RaRa in, put the RaRa in, yeah RaRa in, put the RaRa in, yeah RaRa in, put the RaRa in, yeah RaRa in, put the RaRa in Molly and codeine in my Fanta Its a lot of dreams in my Phantom Work for me, Im so handsome I just slipped a bean RaRa in, in the RaRa denims Take the raw raws off, put the RaRa in her Kiwi pipe, off the RaRa venom When youre done tonight Hop into your ride, yeah RaRa in, put the RaRa in RaRa in, put the RaRa in RaRa in, put the RaRa in, yeah RaRa in, yeah, put the RaRa in You know my diamonds be shinin Pull up 488 just like, what? Im famous now, told my nigga hold my gun Yeah, what? Diamonds, they cost so much Yeah, smokin that gas, I gotta hold my lungs Wait, yeah, damn, you thought she was the one? Yeah, ayy, told that girl to hold her tongue Ayy, yeah, my closet cost a truck, ayy Gettin this money like Im in a rush, yeah Rari so fast like Im in a Lamb Water jewels like I broke the dam Wet floor sign, yeah, that be cautious Pulling up, yeah, in my— RaRa in, put the RaRa in RaRa in, put the RaRa in RaRa in, put the RaRa in, yeah RaRa in, put the RaRa in, yeah RaRa in, put the RaRa in RaRa in, put the RaRa in, yeah RaRa in, put the RaRa in, yeah RaRa in, put the RaRa in, yeah
Damn, DJ Plugg, you just killed it So much water on my neck might need a boat or somethin So many different girls I got a load of em Why you always hatin? Go and get you some Girl, why you always trippin when you know its love? Walk around, Cuban link, my Patek is flooded Now my pockets super deep, flooded with them hundreds Flooded with them hundreds Flooded with them hundreds What you thought it was? And its 1600 Try to take my soul, my young niggas, they coming I remember when they said that I was nothing I cant trust my brother, I cant trust my cousin No, let me take my time I want every girl like I cant make my mind I spent 80,000 just to flood the time I dont wear no Hanes, my T-shirt Saint Laurent I just made a whole bag from like half of a show I still got some boys sad, moving bags of the dope Yeah, you know I got that cash, youll get blast on the low Just because you knew my dad dont mean that I play you close So much water on my neck might need a boat or somethin So many different girls, I got a load of em Why you always hatin? Go and get you some Girl, why you always trippin when you know its love? Walk around, Cuban link, my Patek is flooded Now my pockets super deep, flooded with them hundreds Flooded with them hundreds Flooded with them hundreds What you thought it was? Ive been by myself, so Im not losing health I dont need you niggas, look like you cant tell Cant do nothing around you, cause we know you gon tell Niggas I grew up with got a five-star room in Hell Wait, cause they not loyal Cant believe we grew up in the soil Tell my niggas I got them with lawyers Man, I wish I would knew, I would have warned you Man, I wish I would knew, I would have warned you They killed Ninety right there on the corner I miss Chico, I swear thats my brother Looking down on me right with his mother So much water on my neck might need a boat or somethin So many different girls, I got a load of em Why you always hatin? Go and get you some Girl, why you always trippin when you know its love? Walk around, Cuban link, my Patek is flooded Now my pockets super deep, flooded with them hundreds Flooded with them hundreds Flooded with them hundreds What you thought it was?
Hey Miss Parker Wait, wait, wait, wait Somethin like I just cut some fresh lemons, wheres the sugar? Lemon in my ade, lemon in my ears, call em boogers Rather six feet fore Im ever seen with you niggas Yeah What it is? Its that nigga T, skin look colored in Ridin in double-double R, thats that Cullinan Pullin in that four hundred grand, I just ordered this Switzerland, Lake Geneva where I spend my summer in GOLF le FLEUR, thats Gianno shoe, what Im runnin in Earlobe look like headlights on a minivan Im so motherfuckin dead-ass, I need some Timberlands I battle any man, Uzi Vert, dont think they understand Uh , double C on my feet Double G on my freak , Louis V by my briefs She wan kick it with me, she better eat it then leave She try save all the plates but keep eatin my meat We cant see none of em grow, she keep eatin my seeds Got a E and a B on the back of the seat See Im done with the 12, got a V16 Say the money comin in, yeah, thats true The more money I get, I dont wan sex you Cant think about the last time that I text you Its probably when sidekicks had them belt loops Sign my John Hancock on a bitch every time I check you Just like a brand new Lamb, I wreck you, uh So whats mine is yours Ride to the dinner tapin Outta time and imagine her in the exit Last deal more than what Google say my net is I got cheddar with the chef in the tinted exit Yeah, uh, uh, uh, woah Its the double P, I rock double C Man, I run them beats like you run in cleats Man, come to me, you want somethin to see This internally flawed, thats a double Vs What troubles me is you couple me With these subtle fleas tryna double league Hornet trapped in the hive of a motherfuckin bumblebee They just got the closest picture of the fuckin sun surface, that was us Got the LaFerrari, park that bitch just for one purpose, catchin dust My Secret Service carry mops, you call em street sweepers, back you up Tat you up then add you up, then give you a cover like Adwoa If the shits fake, I dont respect it, its clickbait And thats distaste like a shit shake What a difference your wrist make when its Richard-made Hungry eyes tend to fixate like a empty stomach for a fish plate Shit-faced, get this straight, this is truck wheels, deck, grip tape Ride to the dinner tapin Outta time and imagine her in the exit Last deal more than what Google say my net is I got cheddar with the chef in the tinted exit Uh, uh, uh
Wheezy Beats No, I will not answer Please do not do call my phone Mr. Do-Not-Answer-Phone Please dont girl, no, leave me lone Double cup, its styrofoam Pull up, my car, it go vroom This a coupe, no-no legroom Pull up on your bitch like zoom What, you thought that I wasnt gon come through? What you thought, I wasnt gon get comfortable? You know I wouldnt do this if it wasnt you Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah I know what I can and what I cant do I know every time that Ima come through Yeah, I just turned to the big man Big shoes, big hands, counting big bands Big B on the back of my new pants She saw the zippers and said, Those are some sick pants Ooh, I cop Balmain by the flurry I got all this money nowadays so I cant worry Breathe in, breathe out, so a bitch cant ’sturb me Size 29 my jeans but my clip is a .30 No, I will not answer Please do not do call my phone Mr. Do-Not-Answer-Phone Please dont girl, no, leave me lone Double cup, its styrofoam Pull up, my car, it go vroom This a coupe, no-no legroom Pull up on your bitch like zoom What, you thought that I wasnt gon come through? What you thought, I wasnt gon get comfortable? You know I wouldnt do this if it wasnt you Ooh, Ima get it, run it up, have no choice Ima sing til I got no voice I dont fuck with you boys I know every time that Ima come through Yeah, I just turned to the big man Big shoes, big hands, counting big bands Big B on the back of my new pants She saw the zippers and said, Those are some sick pants Ooh, I cop Balmain by the flurry I got all this money nowadays so I cant worry Breathe in, breathe out, so a bitch cant ‘sturb me Size 29 my jeans but my clip is a 30 No, I will not answer Please do not do call my phone Mr. Do-Not-Answer-Phone Please dont girl, no, leave me lone Double cup, its styrofoam Pull up, my car, it go vroom This a coupe, no-no legroom Pull up on your bitch like zoom What, you thought that I wasnt gon come through? What you thought, I wasnt gon get comfortable? You know I wouldnt do this if it wasnt you
Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Oh The best feelin in the world Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, oh Yeah, okay, yes One, two One, two, three, yeah Uh, you is a lie Uh, you is not cut from this side, uh You cannot come to this side, yeah Gangster, but my jeans too tight I see my opps through the sight Hit that bitch once and then tell her good night All white on my ice, look like rice Stacked up, then get right out the sight I just went up in my price I just went up in my price I just went up in my price I just went up in my price I just went up in my price Money, my bank account, this shit precise I just went up in my price I just went up in my price I drive my whip like it stolen Yellow diamonds look like Homer Heard that Rolls-Royce is your homies So your whip, that is a loaner My money aroused like my boner I fucked your bitch and did that off aroma We whip it up, no bakin soda I turn a fuck nigga right to organ donor Okay, I feel like I own her That girl so smart that she walk for diploma Off-White, my G-Fazos, they MoMA She give me head all the way til Im in coma Ice is so cold, like pneumonia I might hit that bitch with that Super Soaker I heard that boy gettin bread So we gon heat his ass up with the toaster Got a model with vitiligo She got a condo out in Cabo Got a side ho for my side ho I get high the most, mix my highs with my lows Uh, you is a lie Uh, you is not cut from this side, uh You cannot come to this side, yeah Gangster, but my jeans too tight I see my opps through the sight Hit that bitch once and then tell her good night All white on my ice, look like rice Stacked up, then get right out the sight I just went up in my price I just went up in my price I just went up in my price I just went up in my price I just went up in my price Money, my bank account, this shit precise I just went up in my price I just went up in my price I got the Glick with the lock That lil bitch still could go and pop You keep flexin with that drop Best believe you gon get dropped I get my looks from my mom I get my swag from my pop You did not wanna do no time So you start talkin to the cops I skipped in that pussy, then hop I heard that bitch, she was hot Hickory, dickory, dock VVS all in my clock Get money like Anthony Hop Silence the lamb and your assll get chopped Clean up, his brain on aisle five Somebody, please can they go get the mop? And Im with my boys So you know that the gang shit will not stop You know that little bitch gon look around So if she let me fuck, then the shit is co-op Yeah, I take more pills and she takin more shots Man, watch the way I had to drip on the block Overseas on the jet, I had to slide I went all way to Germany, back to Gera Uh, you is a lie Uh, you is not cut from this side, uh You cannot come to this side, yeah Gangster, but my jeans too tight I see my opps through the sight Hit that bitch once and then tell her good night All white on my ice, look like rice Stacked up, then get right out the sight I just went up in my price I just went up in my price I just went up in my price I just went up in my price I just went up in my price Money, my bank account, this shit precise I just went up in my price I just went up in my price I just went up in my price I just went up in my price Thats the way that um... I just went up in my price, in my price
I was broke I was just at home Now Im on the road Talking to Usher at The Grove Rocking Balmains, these aint Joe When Im in DC, they call me Moe Always got the pedal to the floor I got everything up in the store Thats just coke up in her nose, that aint no boogie Looking at that girl, I really shouldnt Looking at that girl just like I wouldnt Looking at that girl, and then I took it Grab the wheel, grab the wheel, grab it like Im Tuddie Nowadays Im getting money I dont worry All my enemies and my opps, they getting buried All my enemies and my opps, they getting buried Yeah, uh I wont speak, yeah Red bottoms my feet, yeah My bitch on fleek, yeah Lil Uzi a beast, yeah No more I dont want to play no more I dont want no heartbreak no more I dont want to wait no more Ayy, rocking shows I might get a lake house with a boat I might rock all white just like the Pope I might rock all white just like the stove Thats just coke up in her nose, that aint no boogie Looking at that girl, I really shouldnt Looking at that girl just like I wouldnt Looking at that girl, and then I took it Grab the wheel, grab the wheel, grab it like Im Tuddie Nowadays Im getting money, I dont worry All my enemies and my opps, they getting buried All my enemies and my opps, they getting buried Yeah, uh I wont speak, yeah Red bottoms my feet, yeah My bitch on fleek, yeah Lil Uzi a beast, yeah No more I dont want to play no more I dont want no heartbreak no more I dont want to wait no more Ayy, rocking shows I might get a lake house with a boat I might rock all white just like the Pope I might rock all white just like the stove I dont know Look, Im only twenty-one, I dont know Yeah, I dont know You niggas nothing that I know, yeah I was broke I was just at home Now Im on the road Talking to Usher at The Grove Rocking Balmains, these aint Joe When Im in DC, they call me Moe Always got the pedal to the floor I got everything up in the store Thats just coke up in her nose, that aint no boogie Yeah, looking at that girl, I know shouldnt Yeah, looking at that girl, I know I wouldnt Yeah, looking at that girl, and then I took it Grab the wheel, grab the wheel, grab it like Im Tuddie Nowadays Im getting money I dont worry All my enemies and my opps, they getting buried All my enemies and my opps, they getting buried And I swear it is my time Make her roll weed all the time, yeah And I mix that lean, ayy, and that lemon lime And I swear I wouldnt sweat you that much if you wasnt fine Woo, then I made you mine You always think Im lying Yeah, I aint got time for the lying Girl, give me some time, yeah I can change your life, yeah I shouldnt I wouldnt I took it Yeah Grab the wheel, grab the wh—, grab it like Im Tu— Nowadays Im getting money I dont wo— All my enemies and my opps, they getting buried All my enemies and my opps, they getting buried, yeah
I paid some extra before we even come out And dont even wear it to show I aint playin I hit the bitch and I gave her some racks And I pull up my pants, she know I aint stayin Go on a store run and get rubber bands I done got rich, I done put on my mans Choppers in traffic, thats just how Im livin They say that Im trippin, they wouldnt understand She take a trip, she come back with a tan I take a trip, I come back with them bands When I was dealin, it really was killin em Had em competin, tryna see what Im payin She throw a hoodie on soon as we land She dont like pics, I got too many fans Im runnin shit, I can do what I want And its really a limit, you do what you can I found the booth and I put that shit up Fore I run out of cash, they gonna run out of land I fell in love with this bitch cause her head was amazing I swear I dont even know her name Im bout to takeoff, I gave em a chance They gave me ten M&Ms on advance Thought Id be trappin forever, but God came and blessed me I guess it was part of the plan How he on fire, but he cool as a fan? Cant get at you, we gon get at your man They can relate to me cause I be poppin it Put in they face, let em see what Im sayin Im rockin shows like I play with a band Free all the bros, know I would if I can If I dont mean it, I swear I aint sayin it Fore I was 21, swear I was savage, smashin Hold up, who got Backwoods? I need roll up Dior store cant keep up with me Im spendin thousands like money is nothin to me Im never comin back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I aint know it They want me catch a murder, I aint goin back Play myself and my position, who doin that? We got FN with extensions, we throwin that Her ass got my full attention, she throwin that Niggas talkin way too much, I aint goin back And forth with niggas cause these niggas be holdin racks On the real, yeah, we know you dont own them racks Four pockets full, push em down, they start pokin back I turned eight million right until Im a quarterback Spent a million like Im tryna bring Kobe back Im ready, Im ready, I use the crockpot like its Betty They say the drop hot and its ready Might stretch it out, but it aint fetti Say my dawg doin time But I know he aint gonna snitch cause its still some shit he didnt tell me My dawg stabbed his celly He told me the whole story over the celly Went up on my price, in my pocket like Kelly Fucked her in the telly, no I cant not say who, no telly My head gettin heavy And you know I still got Balmains on my ass No, I cant do no Amiris Said Im takin trips, long flights, they scary She said her birthday in March, okay, cool, so that means you an Aries I told her, Gotta go, she said, You serious? Diamonds cold as December, my vibe Sagittarius Hold up, who got Backwoods? I need roll up Dior store cant keep up with me Im spendin thousands like money is nothin to me Im never comin back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I aint know it They want me catch a murder, I aint goin back Play myself and my position, who doin that? I can switch up and come back another way If the vibe aint right, come back another day Biggest dripper, I start up a tidal wave Remix weed, we put it in a microwave Batch for twenty-three like I know Michael J He can say what he want, but he gotta pay Used to hide all the guns where my mama stay Sell my drugs round the corner I pay all these bills, Im a grownup My cars a lil different, I own em I aint with no leasin, my bitch tellin me I need credit Its loud and clear if I said it I come from the gutter, I spent me a hundred on Chevys You can take me out the hood, but you cant take the hood out of me Know the hood proud of me I Givenchyed my tee, went and upgrade my teeth Yeah, I dropped out of school, but that paper on me Hold up, who got Backwoods? I need roll up Dior store cant keep up with me Im spendin thousands like money is nothin to me Im never comin back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I aint know it They want me catch a murder, I aint goin back Play myself and my position, who doin that?
GOAT Thats true Yeah Uzi, Uzi, not again Uzi, wake your ass up And I aint gon lie, I got money and the power I aint gon lie, I got money and the power I aint gon lie, I got money and the power I aint gon lie I aint gon lie Lil Uzi Vert Lil Uzi Vert Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah And I just wanna let you know I really, really wanna let you know That I really dont give a fuck what nobody say about me Cause you know, Im the one Yes, Im the one that really started all this And you know, I changed a lot of you niggas In a matter of months, I raised a lot of you niggas They know Im the one so its no way they could stop it Tried to run off with the swag, I put em in pocket Told my main girl to stop it She saw me up in a picture, I thought they cropped it Damn, she think I popped it I will not give these bitches this dick, let them top it Woah, were ending that topic In the industry with Dickies all on my Pac shit And I aint gon lie, I got money and the power I aint gon lie, I got money and the power I aint gon lie, I got money and the power I aint gon lie I aint gon lie Yeah, the famous life, itll eat you up alive Its a game, had to put my feelings to the side Yeah, the famous life, itll eat you up alive Its a game, had to put my feelings to the side Times up, I check my watch every hour All of my diamonds, they blinding I cant fuck her, she a minor Times up, I check my watch every hour All of my diamonds, they blinding I cant fuck her, she a minor Look for your bitch, you cant find her I was the one right behind her Talking that shit, you get tied up Dont got enough? Get your grind up The reason I got all these bitches and got all these diamonds I cant make my mind up Mind up, she gave me head, gave that mind up And I aint gon lie, I got money and the power I aint gon lie, I got money and the power I aint gon lie, I got money and the power I aint gon lie Two
Straight bars Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bah Got a bitch, yeah, she look so good But on the real, she in denial Diamond water, yeah, it look like a river Look like Im standing in the Nile If you really didnt get the last line Then your level on the brain of a child Pay attention, better do the right thing Or your pussy ass still workin at Sals Im the nigga make your bitch wanna pop Im the nigga make your bitch wanna pop Im the nigga make your bitch wanna drop Im the nigga that your bitch wanna top Man, she going dumb, she dont stop Put it in her mouth, make her jaw lock Hellcat faster than your whip stock So why would I tell you bout the whips that I got? Im the nigga make your bitch wanna pop Im the nigga make your bitch wanna pop Im the nigga make your bitch wanna drop Im the nigga that your bitch wanna top Man, she going dumb, she dont stop Put it in her mouth, make her jaw lock Hellcat faster than your whip stock So why would I tell you bout the whips that I got? Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop Pop that ass, pop that ass, do the dash I be runnin out of gas Every time I go to the mall just to pop the tags I dont really cop nothin at the mall First time at the mall, copped it all Said, A hundred thousand, so I dropped it all And that wasnt my whole bankroll Body roll, waist roll, waist roll Make a bitch do what I say so Waist trained, got a bitch, taste just like ice cream Read her text, she said, Girl, I scream Shot a nigga with a 17 Lil Uzi, yeah, Im from the 16 Got a million, no Christine Neck gleam, wrist gleam, fist gleam Lil nigga but Im doin big things You aint ever seen a nigga this clean Pants cost two K, big jeans And my shoes cost like sixteen Hunnid, nigga, thats just what I bleed Turned a dead nigga to a blunt of weed And that last boy taste like Reggie Cause I just lit up Philly Im the nigga make your bitch wanna pop Im the nigga make your bitch wanna pop Im the nigga make your bitch wanna drop Im the nigga that your bitch wanna top Im the nigga make your bitch wanna pop Im the nigga make your bitch wanna pop Im the nigga make your bitch wanna drop Im the nigga that your bitch wanna pop Im the nigga make your bitch wanna pop Im the nigga make your bitch wanna drop Im the nigga that your bitch wanna top Im the nigga make your bitch wanna pop Im the nigga make your bitch wanna pop Im the nigga make your bitch wanna drop Im the nigga that your bitch wanna top Multi bitches Multi, multi, multi, multi, multi-grain on my granola bar Got a multi, multi, bow tie when I rock my Dior Multi, multi, multi, multi, multi-million dollar deals Ima keep it real Armstrong, marathon when Im on a bike like my name Mill I can make her kneel, beggin on her knees Beggin me please, so she can see the deal I aint never lackin, I aint never love her Been alone from little boy so I dont need your opinion I been gettin money, nigga, I been gettin plenty I can fuck your bitch, make her bounce on a Bentley I was on a Perky 30, she was on the Henny Wait, she was fuckin you, who? Your cousin Vinny? That boy rat, he mouse, she Minnie Fuckin that bitch and now she tryna spin me No, and this is no Iovine, not talkin bout Jimmy Kill these niggas every day like they Kenny If you want money, back Crawford like Cindy And if you want more, then you better get near me I flex on my haters, pull up, threw a fifty Yo bitch on my dick and her breath smellin minty I went to the store and got me some Vetements Some Pradas, Balenci, Balenci, Balenci I spend it all on that lil bitch Balenci, Balenci, Balenci, Balenci, Balenci Balenci, Balenci, Balenci, Balenci, Balenci Balenci, Balenci, Balenci, Balenci, Balenci Im movin, Im drippin, got sauce and Im swaggin Cause it easy with your bitch on me, no, you cant kiss me Im the nigga make your bitch wanna pop Im the nigga make your bitch wanna pop Im the nigga make your bitch wanna drop Im the nigga that your bitch wanna top Im the nigga make your bitch wanna pop Im the nigga make your bitch wanna pop Im the nigga make your bitch wanna drop Im the nigga make your bitch wanna pop Im the nigga make your bitch wanna pop Im the nigga make your bitch wanna drop Im the nigga that your bitch wanna top Im the nigga make your bitch wanna pop Im the nigga make your bitch wanna pop Im the nigga make your bitch wanna drop Im the nigga that your bitch wanna top Pop, pop Im working on dying Drop, drop What the fuck? Abducted
Yeah, yeah, yeah I said yeah, yeah, yeah What I say? , um, yeah, yeah, yeah That-that-that-that-that be Maaly Raw Woke up in the morning, brush my teeth, smack my bitch ass All I do is think about the cash Yeah, what? Getting all this cash Yeah, what? Im two hundred on the dash Yeah, Lil Uzi, ooh, I got hella groupies, ooh Smokin Backwoods, I dont fuck with doobies, ooh Yeah, cuff the double plus cause Im rockin Ksubis, yeah I fuck with my same hoes, I dont trust these newbies 990, thats the New Bs, yeah Smoked the boy like he is a loosie, yeah On the Xan, hear a noise, I load it up All these diamonds, aint nobody cold as us Literally, Im cold as fuck Ayy, I need Canadian Goose, yeah I need to get a Moncler, yeah Diamonds so cold, need some soup, ayy Driving around in a what? Saint Laurents all on my boots Saint Laurent all on my boo Yeah, two thousand dollar a tooth Lil Uzi, you is the truth Lil Uzi, you is the truth, yeah If you think they took my chain, hey Um, boy, you a fool, ayy I said, boy, you a fool, ayy I just caught me a Mewtwo, ayy Yeah, I just caught me a Mewtwo, ayy Japanese girl stuck to me just like some glue, ayy All these diamonds, aint nobody cold as us Literally, Im cold as fuck Ayy, I need Canadian Goose, yeah I need to get a Moncler, yeah Diamonds so cold, need some soup, yeah Diamonds all on my teeth, so I barely can talk Money all in my pockets, so I barely can walk Yeah, diamonds, they shine in the dark She from LA, but she live in New York But I aint worried bout that , ayy, yeah Worried bout bustin them traps , yeah, ayy Lil Uzi, yeah, you know I be smokin that pack , yeah If she gon leave, you know that she comin right back , yeah In a Cadillac, do a drive-by with a MAC, yeah When I walk in, none of these hoes can relax, yeah When I walk in, know that I move with the racks When I walk in, know that I move with the racks, yeah Came right in, put my city on my back But Im still so relaxed on a Xanax, yeah I dont care what you did, dont love you less, yeah But its still Margiela all on my vest, yeah Uh, water cross on my neck, yeah I just flew to the A, yeah I might go to MIA, yeah I aint talkin paper planes, yeah On the block with all my chains, yeah Got the money and the fame You a lame, thats a shame All these diamonds, aint nobody cold as us Literally, Im cold as fuck Ayy, I need Canadian Goose, yeah I need to get a Moncler, yeah Diamonds so cold, need some soup Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, who? Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, what? Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, what? Uh, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Straight up Straight up, straight up Straight up, straight up Straight up, straight up Straight up, straight up Let a nigga get inside Gotta wear a seatbelt when you ride Im keepin my Jimmy on tied I can count that shit with no eye You killed my partner, we ride Lil nigga, we aint lettin shit slide Yall niggas aint lettin shit die Yeah Hit a nigga bitch outside Then I pulled up the V-Live And we had them sticks outside Drinkin on lean, Im tired Yall niggas cant join my live I aint givin no high fives Yall niggas fuck around and be wired Yeah Drop-head Phantom on me Whole lotta hunnids on me Whole lotta rubber bands, nigga, fuck a rubber band Nigga, whole bookbag me Ten Ms, yessirski Whole lotta hoes, they ski Cocaine white like teeth LA hoes on deck Thirty rounds hangin out the TEC Yall niggas rookies, Im a vet Put a peephole through your neck I just wanna talk about the check Made a quarter ticket, bought a Vette Savage still poppin, Im set We was chargin ten for em first And I want ten for a verse Fuck that, nigga want ten-times-ten for a verse Ten-times-ten in your hearse I dont go to church, I curse I aint tryna kiss that bitch, lil bitch, Ima put it on your chin when I burst Hit your main bitch, yessirski Doin donuts in the 6, yessirski You got engaged but she still wanna slurp-ski She double-tap my pictures, she so flirty Draco with the drum and its dirty Pineapple crush, its so dirty Come and get your bitch, she so thirsty Im finna pass her to the gang, yessirski Fuck nigga came in his house I aint panic, no, I aint hide I aint know the bitch was your bride He tried to argue with me, then he got fired I aint wanna cap or lie And me and her dont got ties Watch how I walk, how I slide Put your girlfriend on the block list, 1600 Suicide Squad These niggas tryna have beef with me, I dont even like shit thats fried Broke nigga never paid five hunnid for some cod Bitch, got my speakers up too loud, yeah Two-door coupe, Ima ride Got your bitch ridin shotgun, give me head nods, yeah Im in the stu all day, yeah I can go verse for a verse, yeah I dont even pray cause Im cursed, woah This for a Glock, not a purse, yeah These niggas fakin they life, yeah These niggas takin fake Perc, no I know they stomachs all hurt Dick too deep, her stomach hurt Put that boy right on a shirt I hit your main bitch, yessirski Doin donuts in the 6, yessirski You got engaged but she still wanna slurp-ski She double-tap my pictures, she so flirty Draco with the drum and its dirty Pineapple crush, its so dirty Come and get your bitch, she so thirsty Im finna pass her to the gang, yessirski Glenwood Road, Im poppin Nigga, fuck the opps, Im poppin Call them niggas flies, they droppin Drop it in the bowl, its lockin Straight up out the 6, Im cocky Almost went hollow off on Austin Block get hot like Takis Ima dope-boy, you a jockey None of yall niggas can stop me Fuckin with the Crips, on God-y Bitch, dont spit, just swallow it Hit your baby mama, she follow me Hit him with the stick, he hollerin 21 Al-Qaeda, Im Taliban Yall lil niggas be gossipin Yall fly Spirit, Im charterin Yessirski
I can make her left-right when she shake her ass cheeks Yeah, shes so nasty Yeah, shes so nasty Yeah, shes so nasty Yeah, shes so nasty Yeah, shes so nasty Yeah, shes so nasty Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, Sasuke, Sasuke, Sasuke, Sasuke, Sasuke, Sasuke This is not no Naruto, but I chop that like Sasuke She keep tryna clean me up, but I just want that sloppy Toppy, toppy , toppy , toppy On the opps block, Im the main fuckin topic Say you fucked my bitch, man, my latest is your top bitch Thought it was a chopper, but it only was a Glock switch Glock switch, Glock switch , Glock switch , Glock switch I just ran from 12 in Audi R8, this aint stock shit I got so much blue, my pocket GS9, Im on my hot shit Cancel all my shows so I just started on some stock shit Watch this, watch this Watch this , watch this Baby, you aint never drink no Wock, so you cannot diss I said I be in the trap, so I dont got to change my outfit Man, we outchea, do the hit, then go in the house, bitch I can turn a thottie to a motherfuckin house bitch Sike, nah, Im just playin, I just want to get the mouth, bitch Come on now, just tell me, girl, if youre in or out, bitch You know I dont give no fucks, cut her off cause her outfit I get my drip from that Chinatown I pulled up baby to chopstick You know that Im good anywhere that I go Like I pulled up with a compass I shouldve never started sippin that drank again That shit got me nauseous Poppin a Perky up right in my mouth Im fuckin that bitch up like moshpits All blue money, blue money, Benjamin, more Stackin my pocket up, hundreds Givenchy, Givenchy, Givenchy more Gaultier on me, too baggy Get the words out the way, I gotta go Runnin the game like a track meet Go on, lil nigga, just get all your dough I gotta keep this shit classy I can make her left-right when she shake her ass cheeks Yeah, shes so nasty Yeah, shes so nasty Shes so nasty Shes so nasty Yeah, shes so nasty Shes so nasty You aint like me Then dont jack me, yeah Pull up, new coupe Fuck the back seat Im way in the front You dont pass me Man, these niggas fake Call them Jassie I dont envy I just get cheese I dont envy I just get cheese Dont do thirties At least fifties I got big cheese Yeah, frog-eye Bentley Frog-eye Bentley Frog-eye Bentley Frog-eye Bentley Frog-eye Bentley Brandon finessed on the beat, but I just did a city Im the only one in the army I had to just get them niggas off me I aint touch em, nigga, I used all feet She just wanna suck it til her nose bleed , yeah She sat on my dick like she had no seat, yeah She gon suck it up like she got no teeth, yeah Ima fuck it all like she got no feet Yeah, niggas hatin, but they know that I am OD, yeah Laughin at them cause Im richer than your OG She gon suck it all like she got no teeth She gon suck it all like she got no teeth She gon suck it all like she got no teeth She gon suck it all like she got no teeth She gon suck it all like she got no teeth She just wanna suck it til her nose bleed She gon suck it all like she got no teeth She just wanna suck it til her nose bleed Yeah, Sasuke, Sasuke Sasuke, Sasuke, Sasuke, Sasuke This is not no Naruto, but I chop that like Sasuke Sasuke, Sasuke, Sasuke, Sasuke I can make her left-right when she shake her ass cheeks Yeah, shes so nasty Yeah, shes so nasty Shes so nasty Shes so nasty Yeah, shes so nasty Shes so nasty
That be Maaly Raw Wake up every day, know that I am blessed, yeah Countin up my cake, gettin all them checks, yeah Pull up in a Wraith, Im just tryna flex, yeah Why you wanna hate? You do it the best Im a high roller , yeah You know Im a high roller , yeah You know Im a high roller , yeah You know Im a high roller , yeah Drive it like I stole it Double park it, bitch, you better not tow it , yeah, yeah Please show me, um, my opponent I said please show me, um, my opponent, yeah, uh Im so young, I could fuck on your niece Ooh, walk on your knees Drive that car and that bitch aint no lease Ooh, I am a beast Look at my pockets, they so obese Yeah, they so obese I eat up and I just had a feast Yeah, Yeezy my feet I put Louis V, Don C my wrists Ferragamo, thats all on my wrist I know that girl can really suck dick Cause she talk to me right with a lisp I pour lean up, right, thats so crisp Yeah, um, she suck like a tick I got paper, nigga, and you know it I swear to God, I really cant miss I make hits, yeah, I really cant miss Even if I miss, that shit a hit Stack my money then watch as it flip Spend my money then do it again Yeah, woo, I swear, that girl, she a ten Yeah, keep her around, I swear, that girl, she a gem Yeah, before I was on, yeah, fucked on the twins Yeah, before I was on, yeah, fucked on the twins Yeah, Raf Simons, Rick Owens, little Phillip Lim Yeah, she said she aint want me so I fucked her friend Yeah, open up my mouth, white diamonds when I grin Yeah, I am not from this Earth like Invader Zim Yeah, nowadays, I am on, everybody kin Yeah, walk around with my Barbie like I am Ken Yeah, every day adventure time, feelin like Im Finn Yeah, I might just put some diamonds all on my wrist Yeah, every bitch in my face, dont give em kiss Yeah, boy, you hate cause you cant live your life like this Wake up every day, know that I am blessed, yeah Countin up my cake, gettin all them checks, yeah Pull up in a Wraith, Im just tryna flex, yeah Why you wanna hate? You do it the best Im a high roller , yeah You know Im a high roller , yeah You know Im a high roller , yeah You know Im a high roller , yeah Yeah, woo, I swear that girl, she a ten Yeah, keep her around , I swear that girl she a gem Yeah, before I was on, yeah, fucked on the twins Yeah, before I was on, yeah, fucked on the twins Yeah, Raf Simons, Rick Owens, little Phillip Lim Yeah, she said she aint want me so I fucked her friend Yeah, open up my mouth white diamonds when I grin Yeah, Goyard bag cost more than your rent Yeah, Goyard wallet cost more than your Gucci Yeah, put my baby girl in Pharrell Moncler, she bougie Yeah, boy, Im cool, everybody know you a shoobie Yeah, nowadays I cant even go to the movies Yeah, moodswing, moodswing, girl, you gon lose me Yeah, moodswing, moodswing, girl, you gon lose me Yeah, same thing over and over, girl, you cant fool me Yeah, same thing over and over, girl, you cant fool me Wake up every day, know that I am blessed, yeah Countin up my cake, gettin all them checks, yeah Pull up in a Wraith, Im just tryna flex, yeah Why you wanna hate? You do it the best Im a high roller , yeah You know Im a high roller , yeah You know Im a high roller , yeah You know Im a high roller , yeah
You see Im drippin in baguettes, hey You see Im drippin VVS, hey You see me drippin doin the flex, hey You see me flexin on your bitch, dont forget about me You see Im drippin on your bitch, you cant forget about me You see Im drippin VVS, hey You see Im flexin on your bitch, hey You see Im flexin VVSs, dont forget about me You see Im drippin VVS, they cant forget about me You know Im flexin on a bitch, hey You know Im flexin on your clique Say Girl, youre cool but you know, I could find a better you Feelings aint changed but you might need somethin new Yeah, might need a better dude Louis Vuitton, the Gabbana, Prada, the better shoes Put my pedal to the floor Uh, yeah, make it roar Pull up, skrrt, Ventador Jump out, uh, lift my door And that bitch kinda hard to handle Chop it, flip it, move it out the bando Pull up in a Bentley, foreign cars are random Matter of fact, I probably want the Phantom, yeah You see me flexin on your bitch, dont forget about me You see Im drippin on your bitch, you cant forget about me You see Im drippin VVS, hey You see Im flexin on your bitch, hey You see Im flexin VVSs, dont forget about me You see Im drippin VVS, they cant forget about me You know Im flexin on a bitch, hey You know Im flexin on your clique Say Put my pedal to the floor Uh, yeah, make it roar Pull up, skrrt, Ventador Jump out, uh, lift my door Know Im flexin on your clique Blink of a eye, know that I would take your bitch I cannot lie, I cannot live life like this Cause if I lie then I know it is not real, yeah You cant forget Baby, please, dont forget about me Yeah, she saw my Rollie wont forget about me Addicted to my flexin, now cant live without me You see me flexin on your bitch, dont forget about me You see Im drippin on your bitch, you cant forget about me You see Im drippin VVS, hey You see Im flexin on your bitch, hey You see Im flexin VVSs, dont forget about me You see Im drippin VVS, they cant forget about me You know Im flexin on a bitch, hey You know Im flexin on your clique Say You see Im drippin VVS, hey You see Im drippin them baguettes, hey You see Im drippin VVS, hey You see Im drippin them baguettes, hey
Damn, DJ Plugg, you just kill— Bobby Kritical For real, for real, for real, yeah Sleep on em, thats Tempur-Pedic Get the green like its kale, pockets, they fat just like Kenan Told her I love her, aint mean it , thats because her head the meanest You heard that I am from Mars, I heard that you was from Venus I met that bitch in a meeting , I fucked that bitch from the meeting I been was planning to leave her , so I just left it to Jesus Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, Lil Vert, like Gerald Told that girl to cheer up, fucking that girl til she tear up Heard you fucked her, she embarrassed Heard your whip Gary Barbara Wait, for real? For real? For real? Diamonds, they wet like a seal, diamonds wet like Navy Seal Heard you drink lean, crack the seal, everybody know, it aint real You know I kept it for real, walk around with it for real You wanna bet if my money for real, for real? For real All of my diamonds for real, different color like Pharrells Yeah, thats for real, for real, for real You know I kept it for real, walk around with it for real You wanna bet if my money for real, for real? For real All of my diamonds for real, different color like Pharrells Yeah, thats for real, for real, for real Wont say no names, but my niggas, they pulled up You niggas talk too much, get your mouth sewed up Look at my chain, throwing salt cause its snowing Vivienne West but my fur lookin polar My Gosha from Dover, I drive in the Rover Homie dont know me, dont get in my moment All that sneak dissing, dont think that I aint noticed I lift my door and I forgot to close it Boy, better keep it sealed , fuck around, get killed Fuck around, get drilled, cut your hands if you steal Whip it up like a meal, I just made me a mil Money jumping out my pocket, tucking bands in my belt Stop calling my phone, leave me alone Im on TV with the VVs so I 3-Dd my stones, yeah We really dont get along, she anemic, Im more chill Had to keep this shit for real, all the way to the beat build, yeah You know I kept it for real, walk around with it for real You wanna bet if my money for real, for real? For real All of my diamonds for real, different color like Pharrells Yeah, thats for real, for real, for real You know I kept it for real, walk around with it for real You wanna bet if my money for real, for real? For real All of my diamonds for real, different color like Pharrells Yeah, thats for real, for real, for real My diamonds real For real, for real, for real
I got one girl from Philly, I think her name Nicki And I fuck with Nicki cause she not too picky And she not too choosy, but sometimes she bougie I play with her kitty until it get sticky Im movin the bitch just like an alien Chop with a fifty, my Uzi Israeli See, I turned to the boss, cant deal with no middleman Anthony Davis, dont deal with the Pelicans Straight out the mud, we got that work that turn you to the Grudge Leave you slime like a snail, you get hit with these slugs I say how I feel and I do what I want And not just because it is what it was Im high like a bird, man, but dont got no Lugz Know you heard what I said, got this shit out the mud Im not in these streets, Im just close with the plug I just saw his mother, I gave her a hug If you talkin bout the work, nigga, just hide that, supply that Stuff a hundred rounds in the compact, contact I probably fucked the bitch from your hometown projects Opened up her mouth, put my dick all inside that She dont get high, but she geeked off the contact Thats why Ill never, ever, ever keep in contact Just closed case, so a nigga cant find that, baby, where your mind at? Come here, girl, sign that, matter fact, oh, never mind then Front door, find that after the climax And she screamin my name every time we behind it When I heard the door, get up, baby, where my nine at? Water on my neck, 3D like its IMAX Diamonds turned a bird to a goddamn blind bat Ass so fat that I got to hit beside that Heard a nigga put his Lamb trucks on finance Woah , yall niggas insane No, were not the same, Im more like a big body , you like a Range These niggas, they frauds, they repping my gang Like, whats up with that? I just pulled up Maybach, yeah, and that shit all matte black, yeah I got one girl from Philly, I think her name Nicki And I fuck with Nicki cause she not too picky And she not too choosy, but sometimes she bougie I play with her kitty until it get sticky Im movin the bitch just like an alien Chop with a fifty, my Uzi Israeli See, I turned to the boss, cant deal with no middleman Anthony Davis, dont deal with the Pelicans Straight out the mud, we got that work that turn you to the Grudge Leave you slime like a snail, you get hit with these slugs I say how I feel and I do what I want And not just because it is what it was Im high like a bird, man, but dont got no Lugz Know you heard what I said, got this shit out the mud Im not in these streets, Im just close with the plug I just saw his mother, I gave her a hug Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah , its Lil Uzi Vert Uh, woah , its Lil Uzi Vert I got on my Chrome Hearts One, two, three, lets go Yeah, ever since Clifford, yeah, Uzi been the big dog Drippin in this Ragu, you know I got the big sauce Every outfit, yeah, I gotta get the pic off Said I know, I know you gon return to the big boss Ran this shit back like a motherfuckin kickoff Forty-five-hundred for some Margiela kick-offs Got the yellow diamond Patek on my wrist, too pissed off Laughin to the bank, its funny Go get you some, go get your own money Hold on, I got you with some loan money No, matter fact, you aint help me when I had no money Three-hundred thousand, yeah, thats your money Twenty more million, thats tour money If you fuck me good, thats your money I got one girl from Philly, I think her name Nicki And I fuck with Nicki cause she not too picky And she not too choosy but sometimes she bougie I play with her kitty until it get sticky Im movin the bitch just like an alien Chop with a fifty, my Uzi Israeli See, I turned to the boss, cant deal with no middleman Anthony Davis, dont deal with the Pelicans Straight out the mud, we got that work that turn you to the Grudge Leave you slime like a snail, you get hit with these slugs I say how I feel and I do what I want And not just because it is what it was Im high like a bird, man, but dont got no Lugz Know you heard what I said, got this shit out the mud Im not in these streets, Im just close with the plug I just saw his mother, I gave her a hug I just bought the Maybach, yeah And that shit all matte black, yeah I just bought the Maybach, yeah And that shit all matte black, yeah And that shit all matte black, yeah Wait, what the fu— Why am I strapped in? Wait, I just gotta hit this button, Im— Im out
Ah-skrr-skrr Hahahaha Uh, alright Alright Yeah I turn five to a ten, I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi I turn five to a ten, I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi Whatchu want, tell me whatchu want Like whatchu want, like what do you want? Whatchu want? Let a nigga know Let a nigga know, let a nigga know You get hit, 40ll hurt you I got your bitch on me and your mama on me and she birthed you Blowin Uzi, Im just off the shits Got your bitch on me, she all up on the dick I get so turnt up, countin these bands, bands I dont give a mothafuck, I am the man Stay down with mad niggas, your girl my baby Im fuckin on her, I am too lazy I turn five to a ten, I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi I turn five to a ten, I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi Whatchu want, tell me whatchu want Like whatchu want, like what do you want? Whatchu want? Let a nigga know Let a nigga know Fergy gonna get em, youngin doin better Uzi with the Uzi, hit him through the leather Black Panther party, Huey with the leather Feel like Im him with the cheddar Put em in the soup, portobello Hit him in the head through his cerebellum Nigga better tell him my uncle OG with a motherfuckin felon Hell dead him in a second if I tell him Spoke to NumbaNine fore he went to jail and He was on his way to his dreams Then his dreams started derailing from a weapon These kids I try to tell em, dont get caught with the weapon Hip-hop police on the Gram and they cant wait to get em I turn five to a ten, I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi I turn five to a ten, I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi Whatchu want, tell me whatchu want Like whatchu want, like what do you want? Whatchu want? Let a nigga know Let a nigga know, let a nigga know Trap, he smoking on midnight gas Finessing a nigga with pounds of the swag My bitches, they bustin, you niggas, you cuffin I trap out the bando, them onions Whatchu want, whatchu want, my nigga? Im booted, them Xans, wrappin the bricks in saran You dont want problems Bitch I got choppers, Afghanistan Migo Gang, A$AP Mob, he might fuck around get robbed 30 gold chains I flex, but I aint ever had no job Turn twenty to a fifty Tryna jump at Rich the Kid, diamonds dancin like Diddy I trap in the kitchen with Whitney Actavis killin my kidneys I turn five to a ten, I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi I turn five to a ten, I turn twenty to a fifty Forty-forty hit your woadie shorty Balmain, Saint Laurent with the Fendi Whatchu want, tell me whatchu want Like whatchu want, like what do you want? Whatchu want? Let a nigga know Let a nigga know, let a nigga know
Southside Supah Mario 8 Yeah Fuck these niggas cause they always bein extra All these diamonds on me, I dont feel no pressure Money comin in like I am an investor She tried to take a break, but I already left her Woah When Im in my car, yeah, woah Look up at the stars, just like, Woah No feelings involved, yeah, no feelings involved Put that on my dogs I said no feelings involved Put that on my dogs Put that on my dogs I said no feelings involved Okay, okay, I dont need it I dont need it, I dont want it I wont keep it, matter fact I might delete it Then repeat it, yeah Why you keep on going back? Yeah, I got my reasons, like Yeah, I got my reasons, like Car so fast, yeah, its movin like a beam of light Best rockstar of all time, hope that I dont die Cause I am immortal Too bad you a mortal No wonder you normal Your girl saw me once She said Im adorable, uh My diamonds so sick This shit is not curable Yeah Fuck these niggas cause they always bein extra All these diamonds on me, I dont feel no pressure Money comin in like I am an investor She tried to take a break, but I already left her Woah When Im in my car, yeah, woah Look up at the stars, just like, Woah No feelings involved, yeah, no feelings involved Put that on my dogs Like, ooh Why you wanna mess up my mood? Wish that you were me cause youre not cool Yeah, lookin like a fool Like a dog barkin at the moon Cause Im shinin Like, look at these diamonds Like, look at these diamonds Tired of these niggas, I swear they be lyin I never keep it, you know I one night it Doin these drugs, yeah, Im outta my body Yeah, Im outta my body Real niggas, yeah, they right here right beside me Stay on track, roller coaster Fuck her once, keep her closer My car fast, but I drive slower Drop the top, make it hold up Yeah Fuck these niggas cause they always bein extra All these diamonds on me, I dont feel no pressure Money comin in like I am an investor She tried to take a break, but I already left her Woah When Im in my car, yeah, woah Look up at the stars, just like, Woah No feelings involved, yeah, no feelings involved Put that on my dogs

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Dataset Card for "huggingartists/lil-uzi-vert"

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Lil Uzi Vert

@lil-uzi-vert

Dataset Summary

The Lyrics dataset parsed from Genius. This dataset is designed to generate lyrics with HuggingArtists. Model is available here.

Supported Tasks and Leaderboards

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Languages

How to use

How to load this dataset directly with the datasets library:

from datasets import load_dataset

dataset = load_dataset("huggingartists/lil-uzi-vert")

Dataset Structure

An example of 'train' looks as follows.

This example was too long and was cropped:

{
    "text": "Look, I was gonna go easy on you\nNot to hurt your feelings\nBut I'm only going to get this one chance\nSomething's wrong, I can feel it..."
}

Data Fields

The data fields are the same among all splits.

text: a string feature.

Data Splits

train	validation	test
845	-	-

'Train' can be easily divided into 'train' & 'validation' & 'test' with few lines of code:

from datasets import load_dataset, Dataset, DatasetDict
import numpy as np

datasets = load_dataset("huggingartists/lil-uzi-vert")

train_percentage = 0.9
validation_percentage = 0.07
test_percentage = 0.03

train, validation, test = np.split(datasets['train']['text'], [int(len(datasets['train']['text'])*train_percentage), int(len(datasets['train']['text'])*(train_percentage + validation_percentage))])

datasets = DatasetDict(
    {
        'train': Dataset.from_dict({'text': list(train)}),
        'validation': Dataset.from_dict({'text': list(validation)}),
        'test': Dataset.from_dict({'text': list(test)})
    }
)

Dataset Creation

Curation Rationale

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Source Data

Initial Data Collection and Normalization

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Who are the source language producers?

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Annotations

Considerations for Using the Data

Social Impact of Dataset

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Discussion of Biases

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Other Known Limitations

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Additional Information

Dataset Curators

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Licensing Information

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Citation Information

@InProceedings{huggingartists,
    author={Aleksey Korshuk}
    year=2021
}

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Built by Aleksey Korshuk

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Models trained or fine-tuned on huggingartists/lil-uzi-vert

huggingartists/lil-uzi-vert

Text Generation • Updated Apr 17, 2022 • 24

Dataset Card for "huggingartists/lil-uzi-vert"

Dataset Summary

Supported Tasks and Leaderboards

Languages

How to use

Dataset Structure

Data Fields

Data Splits

Dataset Creation

Curation Rationale

Source Data

Initial Data Collection and Normalization

Who are the source language producers?

Annotations

Annotation process

Who are the annotators?

Personal and Sensitive Information

Considerations for Using the Data

Social Impact of Dataset

Discussion of Biases

Other Known Limitations

Additional Information

Dataset Curators

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Models trained or fine-tuned on huggingartists/lil-uzi-vert