[Intro: Desto]
Take off, that was the plan
Finessin' bad and I ain't take a day off
Let's go, go (Sauce, sauce)
Go (Sauce), go
[Chorus: Desto]
Take off, that was the plan
Finessin' bad and I ain't take a day off
I just [?] to a [?]
I scratched off fast like let's have a race off
All the opps downbad
I catch they ass, let shots off like playoffs
If he play, lay on him, stop
I'ma get it at all costs
Walkin' 'round wit' a light sixty
So I keep me a light fifty
Shots on me, ready to get jiggy
Hand on my waist, this shit get sticky
Big pointers hittin' up, this shit glistenin'
(Big pointers hittin' up, this shit glistenin')
(Big pointers hittin' up, this shit glistenin')
(Big pointers hittin' up, this shit glistenin')
[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Balenci' Runners, only time I'm tied down
Havin' this shit my way, my main (Hey) bitch hangin' with my side now (Side)
Situation fishy, got them switchies like it's COD now (Brr, yeah)
I got ten cars in a nine car garage now (Skrr, what, what, what, oof)
That bitch was a three, I brought her a body, she a nine now (Wow)
That show you I beat the odds
My bitch like Nicki, she want a Minaj (Whoa)
Just like a vandal, my niggas gon' slide (Slide)
She tellin' her friends that Lil Uzi provide (Huh?)
I think that is a lie (What?)
"Try 'em, baby," I told her like, "Nah" (Nah)
She know we the best and she tryna get non (Nah)
I'm not try have a aside (Why?)
Bitch, you not bad, I know that's just a facade (Yah, haha)
If we don't work, at least I know I tried (Huh, huh, huh)
Only fall for to them regular guys (Yeah)
But that don't mean I'm a small fry (Uh-uh)
Look at me, Lil Uzi, he is a god (A god)
Smokin' on gas and a nigga too fried (Sah, sah, sah)
Smokin' on gas and a nigga t—
Take off, that was the plan
Finessin' bad and I ain't take a day off
Let's go, go (Sauce, sauce)
Go (Sauce), go
[Chorus: Desto]
Take off, that was the plan
Finessin' bad and I ain't take a day off
I just [?] to a [?]
I scratched off fast like let's have a race off
All the opps downbad
I catch they ass, let shots off like playoffs
If he play, lay on him, stop
I'ma get it at all costs
Walkin' 'round wit' a light sixty
So I keep me a light fifty
Shots on me, ready to get jiggy
Hand on my waist, this shit get sticky
Big pointers hittin' up, this shit glistenin'
(Big pointers hittin' up, this shit glistenin')
(Big pointers hittin' up, this shit glistenin')
(Big pointers hittin' up, this shit glistenin')
[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Balenci' Runners, only time I'm tied down
Havin' this shit my way, my main (Hey) bitch hangin' with my side now (Side)
Situation fishy, got them switchies like it's COD now (Brr, yeah)
I got ten cars in a nine car garage now (Skrr, what, what, what, oof)
That bitch was a three, I brought her a body, she a nine now (Wow)
That show you I beat the odds
My bitch like Nicki, she want a Minaj (Whoa)
Just like a vandal, my niggas gon' slide (Slide)
She tellin' her friends that Lil Uzi provide (Huh?)
I think that is a lie (What?)
"Try 'em, baby," I told her like, "Nah" (Nah)
She know we the best and she tryna get non (Nah)
I'm not try have a aside (Why?)
Bitch, you not bad, I know that's just a facade (Yah, haha)
If we don't work, at least I know I tried (Huh, huh, huh)
Only fall for to them regular guys (Yeah)
But that don't mean I'm a small fry (Uh-uh)
Look at me, Lil Uzi, he is a god (A god)
Smokin' on gas and a nigga too fried (Sah, sah, sah)
Smokin' on gas and a nigga t—
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