[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
(Wheezy Beats)
(D Racks)
Yeah

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Damn, Lil Uzi turned to the man (I did)
Pull up, no Range, this a Lamb' (Skrr)
Pull up on me, you get faint (Fire)
She drop to her knees, use no hands (What?)
Run through the money, toe jam (Usain)
Saw what you got in your savings (Damn)
Got more than that in my stash (Uh)
Thumb through the money and laugh (Hah)
Grab your lil' bitch and slow dance (What?)
Thousand dollar for my pants (Uh-huh, sheesh)
Twenty thousand my left pocket (Sheesh, damn)
Ten thousand in my right pocket (Yuh, what?)
Dolly come through with the MAC, aye (Bow)
Uzi come through, digi' dash, aye (Aye)
Chichi come through with the strap, aye (Fafafafafa)
Dora come through, aye

[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
24 karat, red gold
We don't fuck with you n***as, you really some hoes
Chain on my neck, it make my heart cold
I'm a slime ass n***a, I'll wipe a n***a nose
Kickin' shit like I got steel toes
I tripped [?] and it still sold
Don't play with that fuck shit, that what we got trips for
I need a Dolly-Dolly, I got a truck load
Rappers remind me of CB4
Hit the plug for the stash, Gusto (all of that)
They kidnap for ransom, they cut throat (gimme that)
[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
Saw what you got in your savings (Damn)
Got more than that in my stash (Uh)
Thumb through the money and laugh (Hah)
Grab your lil' bitch and slow dance (What?)
Thousand dollar for my pants (Uh-huh, sheesh)
Twenty thousand my left pocket (Sheesh, damn)
Ten thousand in my right pocket (Yuh, what?)
Dolly come through with the MAC, aye (Bow)
Uzi come through, digi' dash, aye (Aye)
Chichi come through with the strap, aye (Fafafafafa)
Dora come through, aye

[Verse 4: Lil Chi Chi]
Chichi came straight from the back
Uzi came through with the bag
We gonna sit back and laugh
YSL, yeah, we the fam
Poppin' these percocet, been through the [?]
Add it up, count it up then I just dab
We was havin' money way before rap
All theses n***as do is flex and they cap
Millions to billions, lil bitch, yeah we spend
I flex on these n***as, then we cop a Benz
Small circle n***a, don't need no new friends
All of my n***as surround me, some kins
We fuck up the clubs you n***as is in
They know that we having C Cartier lens
FEM watches and diamonds they kiss
YSL, yeah you know that we lit, (YSL, ha)