[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert]
Uh, Vera, this ain't Vera Wang
This ain't Vera Wang (Brr, Vera Wang)
This ain't Vera Wang (Brr, yeah)
This ain't Vera Wang (Hello, woah)
This ain't Vera Wang (Huh)
This ain't Vera Wang (What?)
This ain't Vera Wang (Pew-pew-pew, yeah)

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
I got two hoes (Woah), this ain't Vera Wang (Huh)
Smashin' in some new clothes (Pew, ayy), yeah, this ain't Vera Wang (Woah)
Smashin' in some rare hoes, yeah, she got real money (Money)
Splashin' in some rare drip, yeah, these hoes Roshe Runners (Stunner, stunner)

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Uh, yeah, huh, I'm a fuckin' stunner, yeah
Never ran from no-one, but I am a runner (I am a runner), yeah
Bitch, my diamonds yellow, drippin' P like Gunna (Gunna, get it), yeah
My bankroll was blue, but I had three old hundreds (Yeah)
Who callin' me from Miami? This a 3-0 number (305)
I was fuckin' this bitch hard, I had to beat her stomach (Woah)
'Member back I had fake ID card like my name was McLovin (Yeah)
Speakin' of McLovin, don't want chicken nuggets (Uh)
I am a rare name, pull up a rare Range (In a rare)
I swear this shit in my blood, ayy, I got a rare vein (Vein)
His ass get rearranged, ayy, him and his whole gang (Gang)
I took the lil' bitch out, yeah, didn't have no name (Name)
[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
I got two hoes (Woah), this ain't Vera Wang (Huh)
Smashin' in some new clothes (Ayy), yeah, this ain't Vera Wang (Yeah)
Smashin' in some rare hoes, yeah, she got real money (Money, woah)
Splashin' in some rare drip, yeah, these hoes Roshe Runners

[Verse 2: Lil Tecca]
These n***as hoes, man, they do not know pain (They do not know)
We get it lit every night, I'm talkin' champagne (I'm talkin' champagne)
You sayin' my name, it's on sight (It's on sight), yeah, we not runnin' no fades (No, no)
Shorty tell me, my shit, it be gas, shorty tell me it's propane (It's propane)
I got two goals (Goals), they just want fame (They just want)
Shawty tell me she fuck with my essence, I be really my own lane (For real)
You hop on a track and you missin' (How?), you really got no aim (Brrah)
Had to tell her, "Play your distances" (Brrah), I ain't fuckin' with no lame

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
I got two hoes (Woah), this ain't Vera Wang (Huh)
Smashin' in some new clothes (Ayy), yeah, this ain't Vera Wang (Yeah)
Smashin' in some rare hoes, yeah, she got real money (Money, woah)
Splashin' in some rare drip, yeah, these hoes Roshe Runners
I got two hoes (Woah), this ain't Vera Wang (Huh)
Smashin' in some new clothes (Ayy), yeah, this ain't Vera Wang (Yeah)
Smashin' in some rare hoes, yeah, she got real money (Money, woah)

[Outro: Lil Tecca & Lil Uzi Vert]
These n***as hoes, man, they do not know pain
We get it lit every night, I'm talkin' champagne
You sayin' my name, it's on sight, yeah, we not runnin' no fades
Shawty tell me, my shit, it be gas, shawty tell me it's propane
Uh, Vera, this ain't Vera Wang
This ain't Vera Wang (Brr, Vera Wang)
This ain't Vera Wang (Brr, yeah)
This ain't Vera Wang (Hello, woah)
This ain't Vera Wang (Huh)
This ain't Vera Wang (What?)
This ain't Vera Wang (Pew-pew-pew, yeah)
This ain't Vera Wang (Brr, Vera Wang)
This ain't Vera Wang (Brr, yeah)
This ain't Vera Wang (Hello, woah)
This ain't Vera Wang