Murda Beatz
420 In London (Remix)
[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
420 up in London
I'm a problem, God, yeah, I’ll bust 'em (on god)
Me and Murda, we up to somethin'
I was on the the hound and almost copped me a Fort Nelson
Mr. Hustle hard, now they claimin’ they're my cousin (my cousin)
I fuck your bitch, now she thinkin' I'm her husband
I'm in some Balmains, these jeans they cost a dozen (12)

[Verse: Lil Uzi Vert]
I was on the molly, bitches out in Boston
Fucked the bitch in Follies, her pussy was awesome
Rockstar life Jeff Hardy, do tricks like Mat Hoffman
She just wanna party, she do that shit often
She gon' suck my dick until she start gaggin' and coughin'
Am I scared? No, hardly, I deserve a heart lift
My new crib, it’s so big, this shit got a office
I was off a 30, this shit made me nauseous
My new car on derbies, automatic park it
Ballin’ in my jersey, in the streets I'm chartin’
12 checked me, then they took my gun
Me, no trippin' 'cause I got a whole 'nother gun
If she leave me, yeah I’ve got a whole 'nother one
I put that on my son and I ain't even got a son
Red green, bean green, bitch I never miss
She sucked the lines up out my dick like it's a peppermint
I get the cheese, like I work for the government
I'm an alien lookin' for your mother ship

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
420 up in London
I'm a problem, God, yeah, I'll bust 'em (on god)
Me and Murda, we up to somethin'
I was on the the hound and almost copped me a Fort Nelson
Mr. Hustle hard, now they claimin' they're my cousin (my cousin)
I fuck your bitch, now she thinkin' I'm her husband
I'm in some Balmains, these jeans they cost a dozen (12)

[Outro: Lil Uzi Vert]
I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin'
I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin'
I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin'
I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin'
I'm iced out, this Rollie cost me nothin'