Jet Blown Lil Uzi Vert

[Intro: Quavo]
(Waves)
Yeah
(My nigga Wheezy, you know what I'm sayin'?)

[Refrain]
Nothing but bad hoes all up in my section, yeah
In my new crib, treat the restroom like a sex room, uh
She gon' suck it up, on the PJ, I get jet blown, uh
Diamonds flawless on the necklace, these the best stones, ooh

[Verse 1]
Yes, I'm from Fidel, uh, not no Castro, uh
She said she want anal, uh, bitch, I'm not no asshole, uh
Bitch, I’m a chick magnet, uh, these niggas, they maggots, uh
Margiela, long jacket, uh, like Inspector Gadget, uh
Hit that nigga wit the chopper, uh
Make that nigga do a break dance, uh
Make a nigga-nigga do a backspin, uh
Lambo' spin off the traction, uh
I'll bag a bitch off a hashtag
You send her money off of CashApp
Smoke so much, where the gas at?
Hit the blunt, now my voice raspy
Been past finish line, can't pass me
No, no, please don't sass me
Got the gun right there on the backseat
Chillin' with my dawg like Lassie
Two right feet, never left me
Count up the salad with the dressing
I make a hundred million so you know I ain't never rusty
I make fifty million so you know I ain't never rusty
I make twenty million so you know I ain't never rusty
I make ten million so you know I ain't never rusty
Bitch, I made five million, now I'm tryna run that check up