[Part 1]

[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert & A$AP Rocky]
(Metro Boomin want some more, n***a)
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Uh, uh, uh)

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert, A$AP Rocky & Both]
Racks in the bank, mmh (Yeah), got no complaints, uh
In the parking lot, mmh (Yeah), smokin' on stank, mmh (Yeah)
Other words dank, mmh (Yeah), used to drink drank, mmh (Yeah)
Bitch could not thank, mmh (Yeah), I get the brain, uh (Yeah)
Uzi's to blame, diamonds on chain, look at the fangs
Vampire Mane, diamonds on frame, Cartier Dance (Oh)
She look at the stance (Oh), yellow laces in the vans (Oh)
Pants came from Japan (Oh), bitches way up out of France
Woah, pants came from Japan (Huh), shirt came straight from France (Ooh)
Everybody do my dance (Ooh, aye), bad bitch on me in the 'stance (Ooh, yeah)
But not talkin' 'bout no socks, uh, crack rock, Milly rock (Ooh, yeah)

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky, Lil Uzi Vert & Metro Boomin]
Uzi, huh, look at the jewelry, I did it so beautifully
N***as can't fuck with me, it's suicide, n***a come scrutinize (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm with the Metro, she with the Petro, come with the fellow
She blow like a Cello (Ooh), said the diamonds is all yellow
Pants on me like a farmer (Mmh)
Ten million under armour (Mmh)
Still do a deal with Nike (Mmh), then we get cut? Not likely
Wrist, where the magic at? (Mmh, uh, uh)
Where the kitchen at? (Yeah, uh, uh)
Where the attic at? (Aye, uh, uh)
Where you hide it at? (Huh) Where you stash it at?
Gun go rat-a-tat, n***a leave 'em flat
Fuck these n***as out here, sneakin' and bein' cats, I don't believe in cats, uh
Believe in cats, ooh, my Gucci hat (Ooh, woo)
Your bitch on me (Ooh), hit that bitch from the back (Uh, ooh)
What you sayin'? Okay, I got bitches and they queens (Ooh)
These ain't fifteens (Ooh), my rims 10's but I keep em clean (Ooh, ooh)
[Part 2]

[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert]
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Oh, yeah, okay, okay, okay

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert, A$AP Rocky & Both]
Diamonds they black (Mmh, yeah)
Diamonds they black (Mmh, yeah)
Sippin' that Act' (Mmh)
You sippin' that Wock' (Mmh)
I'm not attached (Mmh)
Got the jet lag (Mmh, yeah)
Got the jet lag (Mmh, yeah)
Hold on, I got the jet lag
Perform in the rain with the Air Mags (Mmh)
Your bitch all on me, 'cause I walk around right with the stacks, mmh
Yeah, ooh, then take it right back
Gettin' the money, I get it right back
That n***a be blackened, just like my Salmon, uh, what happened?
Uh, I don't even know, these n***as lyin', they just be cappin' (What? No cap)
Bad bitch on me from the what? (Uh, yeah)
Bad bitch on me, I don't want it (Uh, yeah)
I hit that bitch like the beat (Uh, yeah), told the bitch I got the wax (Uh, ooh)
Bangin' that hoe right on wax (Uh, ooh)
Pull up just right in the Jeep (Uh)
But my Jeep, it's not a Jeep (Uh), it got a, um, B
It's a Bentley truck, yeah
Uh, diamonds big, they keep twistin' (Yeah)
Told her, "Fuck off", save the money (Yeah), Lil Uzi gon' spin ya (Yeah, ah-ha)
[Part 3]

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert, Metro Boomin & Metro Boomin & A$AP Rocky]
Okay, I don't want this (Huh), I don't want that (Huh)
I don't want the fame (Ooh), I just want the money (Ooh), count up the hundreds (Ooh)
I live how I want, I do what I want
I fuck ya bitch, um, just for fun (Ooh)
Huh, what? huh, yeah
Bad bitch on me, she's like where?
I get the money, I get the lil' paper, they look at the shit that I wear (Aye)
You dig on my dick, and I'm drippin' this, like dissin' these n***as, they mad that I'm here
Okay, my swaggin' so in the air (Aye), so they try to take it out the air
They try to act just like me, all of these n***as, they copy and paste (Ooh, yeah)
Now your bitch all in my face (Ooh, yeah)
Fuck that bitch, right in my place (Ooh, yeah)
Got a condo on condo (Yeah)
Got a crib out in crib (Yeah)
Got your bitch on my dick (Yeah)
Pass that bitch to my bro (Yeah), and she stay on that rib (Yeah)
Told that bitch I'ma get it (Yeah), put my dick in her ribs (Yeah)
Movin' the shit (Yeah), smokin' gas out the cig (Yeah)
Your bitch wanna get me, she all on you, but, n***a, you ain't got muscles (Ooh, ooh, yeah)
You is a twig, I'm gettin' the paper, I don't want that hoe, that's a trick for a treat, okay

[Part 4]
[Intro: A$AP Rocky & Lil Uzi Vert]
Ah-ha, I get— (Flacko still rappin'), yeah

[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky & Lil Uzi Vert & Both]
Still rappin', still rappin', and I look like I'm still trappin'
Other n***as, yeah, they still cappin'
N***as ain't have to film nothin'
You ain't feel rabid, you ain't feel the wrath of a n***a rockin' RAF
Fuck it, n***as wanna come and act for an autograph out in public (Hold on)
That's my party (Ooh, yeah, yeah), private party (Ooh, yeah)
With my Woadies (Ooh, uh, uh), with your shawty (Ooh, mmh, mmh)
Big ol' Glock (Ooh, uh), that's a .40 (Ooh)
29 Jeans (Ooh, yeah), don't wear a 40 (Ooh, uh)
Don't wear no 40, but hold a .40 (Huh)
I fucked a milf (Uh, mmh), I think she 40 (45)
I fucked her daughter (Uh), now she my shorty (Uh, ooh)
Back in the days, I blow that haze and drink a 40 (Wait, wait a second)
You fucked a milf? (Yeah, yeah), you think she 40? (Yeah, yeah)
I fucked her daughter (Yeah, yeah), I think she 20 (Yeah, yeah)
I think, on my mind (Yeah), all I want is money (Yeah, yeah)
These n***as be funny (Uh, yeah), and they all be dummies (Yeah)
Dummies, dummies, and they bummy (Ooh)
And my fucking sneakers gummy (Ooh)
And I fuck it put it in a tummy
And her pussy, yummy, yummy (Yeah)
Fucking on it
I'm a fuckin' bastard
I'm a fuckin' savage
Man, I had to have it