[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(AraabMUZIK)

[Verse]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm known to get all the dough
No I do not want that ho, ayy (Huh?)
Kick that bitch right out the door, ayy
I got the muthafuckin' doors, uh, that go up on the Ferrari Enzo
I get the muthafuckin' money, ayy
I fuck your bitch, I'm rockin' that Tommy
Sike, this is Givenchy, ayy
No, I do not wear no Gucci, yeah (At all)
Yeah, I know she wanna do me, ayy
She wanna kick it with Uzi, uh
I got four different nationalities, ayy, in my car and it's a two-seat, yeah
These n***as square, Santucci (Ay)
Look at my shoes it's just [TT?] (Ay)
Too many girls, got a cheat sheet, yeah
When I'm done, told the girl beep beep, yeah
I'm a beast, bеast, make the bitch eat mе, yeah
Run the game with my feet, man I need cleats, ayy
I just came in with a .30, uh
I just came in with a .30, uh
I just came in with a .30, uh
I just came in with a .30, uh
I signed a deal for forty, uh
Spent like ten that's a thirty, uh
Got this one girl yeah she forty, uh, lied, said she thirty, woah (Yeah)
Used to be dirty, uhh
Now, I rock Hermes, uh (Yeah)
Got a new Maybach, uh (Yeah)
The one with the curtains, uh (Yeah)
Your bitch keep workin', uh
Rubbin' on my skin like Jergens, uh (Woah)
Did it on purpose, uh
Money blue but it look purple-ish (Yeah)
All these n***as never heard it
All these n***as never heard it
All these n***as never heard it
Red seats on my car, that's a Murder Benz
Take the traction off, you can swerve the Benz (Skrr)
Four-hundred thousand for a new Bentayga
I said, "You don't know about it, man this shit called a speed 2.5 on the V"
I said, "Bugatti-gatti, push button start, but it got a key under the seat"
Drop top but it got heat under the seat
Big knots (Money)
Parallel park in the middle of the street (Woah)
All my n***as goons and they all in the fleet
And my bitch bad so you know she on fleek
All you see is porcelain every time I speak
I spent one-fifty right on my teeth
Damn, you wylin', you wylin', you wylin'
It's Goyard that's all on my wallet
My pocket is tied on your head, so your ass Jeremy Shada
Slick my hair back, your bitch callin' me papi
I'm 'bout it, I'm 'bout it, they 'bout it, we 'bout it
My n***as rich and we also so rowdy
Don't want die young so I got me a shotty
I'm killing these n***as, I cross through my tallies
[Outro]
Yeah, Lil Uzi