[Intro]
So yeaa
Woah yea
Let me catch myself
Yeah yeah yeah
I'm high as hell
I'm high as fuck
Lil uzi lil uzi
Woo

[Hook]
Lil Uzi be stacking his money
Til that money cannot stack
I get that money that money yeah
Count up then run up a rack
Run up boy run up these racks
.223 right through these rats
Ballin' in New York in Joan Shepp
And you still shoppin' at Saks (why)
Me and your bitch we had sex, then I turned her over
Me and your bitch we relax, just chill yeah
Lil Uzi off a flat, (Lil Uzi) yuh
Beatin' you out like I'm Jax

[Verse 1]
Yuh, servin', all of these motherfuckin' zombies
They all on the line
Makin' the money n***a I'm the man
Chain and the diamonds, the different colors
It lookin' like that beak on Toucan Sam
Okay I'm chillin, the bitches on me and I feel like a villain
I'm poppin a xan, xanny, I'm zany I got your bitch on me
She don't wear no panties
She just wanna fuck me just wanna suck it
She just sit on the dick I'm so uncomfortable
I been gettin' all this money its ugly
I get the paper, these n***as be hatin' they bitches on me
And she might start percolatin'
Let me check your credentials
The Rollie presidential
Look at the watch and that bitch be a fake
I'm smokin' on strong and you smokin' on shake
I am a star like the top of my wrist
I am a big fan of the um machine because
I like the Rick Owens they hold the case
Rocking a Bape mask I won't get ebola
Mixing in Actavis with the cream soda
Pushing the Raf throw it off like a floater
Walking in with suit Goyard briefcase
[Hook]
Lil Uzi be stacking his money
Til that money cannot stack
I get that money that money yeah
Count up then run up a rack
Run up boy run up these racks
.223 right through these rats
Ballin' in New York in Joan Shepp
And you still shoppin' at Saks (why)
Me and your bitch we had sex, then I turned her over
Me and your bitch we relax, just chill
Lil Uzi off a flat, (Lil Uzi)
Beatin' you up like I'm Jax

[Verse 2]
Nine millimeter, put a whole in ya
Size of a pepperoni on a medium pizza
I am a creature
Chop up and sell all the product to you
You think I is a boss
I been just gettin' all that money, n***as be talkin'
How much do that new um shit cost
I said these n***as be shoppin' they really not shoppin'
They gettin' they clothes right from Ross
All of these diamonds are blessings
My teeth VVS's, I swear to god I only talk
Some of my n***as they blood and they crippin'
Feel like I'm Mr Cool its not my fault
Put on my necklace my bracelet
I swear I'm not basic I shine in the dark
N***as know that my time comin'
I swear that I'm bubblin' like when snail hit the salt
Me and my old bitch we fell a part
Found a new bitch made her play her part
Racin' this Rari like Mario Kart
My diamonds yellow it lookin' like Voss
Straight to the ceiling I swear that I'm pimpin'
Whippin' Bentley, puttin' them scrimps in
[Hook]
Lil Uzi be stacking his money, til that money cannot stack
I get that money that money yeah
Count up then run up a rack
Run up boy run up these racks
.223 right through these rats
Ballin' in New York in Joan Shepp
And you still shoppin' at Saks (why)
Me and your bitch we had sex, then I turned her over
Me and your bitch we relax, just chill
Lil Uzi off a flat, (Lil Uzi)
Beatin' you up like I'm Jax