R.I.P. Chico Lil Uzi Vert (Ft. G Herbo)

[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert]
What's up with your homie? (What's up?)
I can't fuck with him (Yeah, no way)
Them lil' bitches know me (Huh?)
Oh‚ not you again (Whoa)
I can't pull up four deep (What?)
Need room for your friends (Ayy)

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
I got all types of guns
My block like Pakistan‚ we got choppers with the drums
I got all types of guns
My block like Pakistan‚ we got choppers with the drums

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
(Skrr)
Man, I miss lil' Danny, why it had to be Chico?
I just talked to Stizzy‚ he said they finito (Yeah, yeah)
Late night watching with the Glocky in my pea coat (Coat, ooh)
Swervo said he rockin' with me‚ he put that on Vito (2, that's real shit)
Ooh, I put that on dude (Ooh)
One more time for Chico for my bros (One more)
I'ma throw this money and tonight I'm fucking three hoes
They were kinda regular, I tapped out from the deep throat

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
What's up with your homie? (What's up?)
I can't fuck with him (Yeah, what?)
Them lil' bitches know me (Huh?)
Oh, not you again (Whoa)
I can't pull up four deep (What?)
Need room for your friends (Ayy)
Uh, what you saying? Uh
Tell me what you saying, uh (What you saying?)
Serving sand, uh
In front of the cam', uh (Serving sand)
Counting bands, huh
On top of the Lamb', huh (On the Lamb')
You's a fan, yeah
We been should've you to put you down, yeah (Damn)
Took a stand, yeah
That boy, he's a cancer (Bitch)
20 bands, yeah
20 get you canceled (Bye-bye)
Swerve that Range, yeah
This is not a Land Rover