[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert]
Woah, where am I?
Yeah, let's go
Let's go!
[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Get it back, I'ma make the money flip (Flip)
New Maybach, cost one eighty-six (Yeah)
That's in racks, why yo bitch like my drip? (Racks)
This ain't Saks, get my drugs from the fifth (What)
My money long, my team is strong
I had to get rid of some of the problems (Okay!)
I never think like that shit 'bout the dollar
Look at your chain, your jewelry look childish
Look at my neck and it's straight like a fountain
I make accountants go watch my accountants (Woah)
Your girl keep on moaning, I like how it sounding
I put my new crib on top of a mountain
[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
I introduce your old girl to your new
Yeah, we had to make it do what it do (Yeah)
I got 10 bands in my jeans
Balmain religion, not these is not true (Yeah)
I put that girl in a dream
I hit it once and I made your girl cream
All of my cars, yeah them shits mad green
Got a shiny Rolls Royce like, what do you mean? (Uh)
Paint shine like I sprayed with that oil sheen (woo)
I count up my vegetables
Cause you know Imma just keep it a bean
I 'member I fucked that bitch on the vestibule
That was way back when I was in my teens
I could put a motherfuckin lil lil check on you
That shit prolly be like 15
Thousand yeah a nigga so fresh so clean
Yeah hit my block, get the best of me
Yeah my dough-nuts like Krispy Kreme
Got a vest on me, this a Tech on me
And I didn't even mean to talk 'bout no lean
And wire on my head like a HOV
Got thousands on my wrist and this shits ain't cheap
This a grown man truck, this is not no jeep (Vroom)
Woah, where am I?
Yeah, let's go
Let's go!
[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Get it back, I'ma make the money flip (Flip)
New Maybach, cost one eighty-six (Yeah)
That's in racks, why yo bitch like my drip? (Racks)
This ain't Saks, get my drugs from the fifth (What)
My money long, my team is strong
I had to get rid of some of the problems (Okay!)
I never think like that shit 'bout the dollar
Look at your chain, your jewelry look childish
Look at my neck and it's straight like a fountain
I make accountants go watch my accountants (Woah)
Your girl keep on moaning, I like how it sounding
I put my new crib on top of a mountain
[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
I introduce your old girl to your new
Yeah, we had to make it do what it do (Yeah)
I got 10 bands in my jeans
Balmain religion, not these is not true (Yeah)
I put that girl in a dream
I hit it once and I made your girl cream
All of my cars, yeah them shits mad green
Got a shiny Rolls Royce like, what do you mean? (Uh)
Paint shine like I sprayed with that oil sheen (woo)
I count up my vegetables
Cause you know Imma just keep it a bean
I 'member I fucked that bitch on the vestibule
That was way back when I was in my teens
I could put a motherfuckin lil lil check on you
That shit prolly be like 15
Thousand yeah a nigga so fresh so clean
Yeah hit my block, get the best of me
Yeah my dough-nuts like Krispy Kreme
Got a vest on me, this a Tech on me
And I didn't even mean to talk 'bout no lean
And wire on my head like a HOV
Got thousands on my wrist and this shits ain't cheap
This a grown man truck, this is not no jeep (Vroom)
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