[Intro]
Harden steps back, a three-pointer!
[?]
[?] Haha
Yeah
Yeah, woo
Yeah
Yeah
No no no no no
No no no no no yeah
Ayy, woo
Yeah
Uh

[Chorus]
Got my ex-girl calling
Bitch I'm not falling
Way too fucked up
If I'm being honest
Crash my whip
Sike, that bitch self-parking
Shooters goin' all in
Uzi James Harden
God damn, yeah
I feel like Uzi James Harden, yeah
I got my shooters goin' all in
Uzi James Harden
God damn, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
[Verse 1]
Show me your check, (woah) damn
You not a threat, (no) yuh
Got me upset (yeah)
Damn you got no respect
She wanna pull up with me
I give her Louis, she giving me neck
I hit the party she off of the molly
She walking around like she dead
Patek goin' dummy, you don't got it, please stop it
All these bitches love me cause my money so retarded
She just want bust-down, that's why she be calling
I don't answer calls, send a text I ain't talking, no no
I still feel dead inside
And I can't tell you why
If I was down would you let me die? (Let me die)
I don't know, but in the meantime

[Chorus]
Got my ex-girl calling
Bitch I'm not falling
Way too fucked up
If I'm being honest
Crash my whip
Sike, that bitch self-parking
Shooters goin' all in
Uzi James Harden
God damn, yeah
I feel like Uzi James Harden, yeah
I got my shooters goin' all in
Uzi James Harden
God damn, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
[Verse 2]
What you see I'm rocking, got from overseas
Diamonds dancing on me, that's two hundred G's
Fuckboy hatin' on me, his bitch calling me
Told her I don't do no lovin', but she fallin' deep
I don't wanna act like I'm an asshole
I just wanna get my money up and hit the gas, ho
Balenciaga shoes in my coupe, you don't have those
Get these bitches wet, and get checks, that's a cash flow

[Chorus]
Got my ex-girl calling
Bitch I'm not falling
Way too fucked up
If I'm being honest
Crash my whip
Sike, that bitch self-parking
Shooters goin' all in
Uzi James Harden
God damn, yeah
I feel like Uzi James Harden, yeah
I got my shooters goin' all in
Uzi James Harden
God damn, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah