Monee Del Rey Lil Uzi Vert (Ft. DJ Diamond Kuts)

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[Intro]
That be Maaly Raw

[Chorus: DJ Diamond Kuts]
I got racks, I got clothes, I got hoes
I got shooters, I ain't worried about yours
I got racks, I got clothes, I got hoes
I got shooters, I ain't worried about yours
I got racks, I got clothes, I got hoes
I got shooters, I ain't worried about yours
I got racks, I got clothes, I got hoes
I got shooters, I ain't worried about yours

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
I'm gonna ball 'til I fall
Lil Uzi never gon' fall
Ayy, my money stacked eight feet tall
Ayy, told your bitch to drop them drawers
I swear to god, it was nothin'
Turn that shit right into somethin'
All of my bitches, they bustin', ayy
All of my bitches they bustin', ayy
Aim at your head like concussion, ayy
Nigga that be repercussion, ayy
All of my niggas they bustin', ayy
All of my niggas they bustin', ayy
Most of these niggas be busters, ayy
All of my niggas they hustlers, ayy
Lil Uzi ball like a rucker, ayy
Don't want your bitch, want your mother, ayy
In the trap, nigga, I'm whippin', ayy
Nigga, I'm whippin' that supper, ayy
If the cops come, I'm gon' flush it, ayy
If the cops come, I'm gon' flush it, ayy