Money Mitch Lil Uzi Vert

[Intro]
(Zaytoven)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
What? Yeah, what? Yeah
Yeah, yeah, what? Yeah

[Verse 1]
All your jewelry look funny
All your bitches look funny
All your money look funny
No big-face hundreds (Hey)
Yeah, Lil Uzi, huh, 1600 (Huh, huh)
Yeah, crib look like the Playboy mansion, got sixteen bunnies (Ayy)
Yeah, I'm the lover
Yeah, do what I wanna
Yeah, don't cop from that nigga right there 'cause he is a undie (12)
Yeah, 'member they ain't love me
Now these girls wanna hug me
Only said that 'cause their boyfriends listenin' but these girls wanna fuck me
Yeah, got the 'Rari, saw the Wraith, run it (Skrrt)
Run it, run it (Yeah)
Run it (Yeah), run it, yeah
Now I'm on top of the game, I remember I was nothing (What?)
If I talk to you, girl, man, I swear you lucky
Ooh, swim in it
Ooh, let me touch it
Turn around, girl, let me bust it (Woo)
Running back, running back, rush it
Yeah, in Atlanta (In Atlanta)
Like I'm TJ Duckett (What?)
Dior suit, take the arm and I cuff it (Ayy)
Trust no one for nothing (No)
Run up and they bust it (Bow)
Take Xans 'til I stumble (Woo)
Full bars, now I punt 'em
Look, she brung her friends, they wanna tumble (Yeah)
Talk to mines in the huddle
All my niggas, they some savages (Yeah)
You could leave 'em in the jungle (Jungle)
You could leave 'em in the desert (Yeah)
They some dogs, need a muzzle
Baby girl, turn around
I do not wanna cuddle (No)
Damn, you wet like a puddle, yeah
Said, you wet like a puddle, yeah
And I'm feelin' myself, what?
On a molly and an edible
Now your life is ahead of you (Yeah)
No one is ahead of you (No)
Mike Tyson, I'm impeccable (Yeah)
Man, I swear that's what this bread'll do (What?)
Yeah (Huh?)
Man, I swear that's what this bread'll do (Money, money)
She took me in the backroom, said, "See what this head'll do" (Huh)