Hook:
Uzi by my side, Uzi by my side (×2)
I know what you really want, I could give it to you
Bitch I'm young and stupid if I mean it, I don't need no filter
Ahh yeah

Verse I:
Duck on that low, low
Don't pet on the goat
Yeah
Fuck with me
No, no
Beef ain't no kosher
Yeah
Remedy, liberty, bitch n***as envy me
Come back alive on that senzu bean
Went for that gold and rock it
Aye
Twenty four karat gold solid
Aye
VegasXCesar goliwok it
Aye
I don't blow it, I just cock it
Aye
I don't need it, always got it
Aye
I don't drink it, but I flex it
Aye
Look at my technique, bitch I got XP
Still need more shine than Espyes
Got like my team, in front, as I chill backseat
With a white dyke, sex me
[Hook]

Verse II:
Promise if I die, I die a motherfucking goat
I grab that shit just by the horns
And then I slit it by the throat
Need diamonds wet enough for boats
And gin and tonic for the woes
I'm milly rocking on the moon
The stars are shining on my folks
We ain't sleep, sleep, sleep
Working 24 a week
Issa big body Benz
Blaize pull up with the weed
And my ex keep calling, said she saw me in the mag
And that one trailer for a brand new EP on the Jag
Want that Uzi by my side
We got free shots in the club
Shawty ain't hop in your ride
Coz my dick her favourite drug
Well, I don't got no problems coz I got my n***a Solve
Shoulda fought for Margiela
Left my neck out in the cold
Woah

[Hook]
Verse III:
Bitch I got crack on my back
Sneak by the airport and earn me a stack
Call up my dealer and get a loud pack
Yah, yah, zooted and zapped
I shoulda work on the tints
Woah
Black and white Armani fits
Woah
This n***a claiming we friends
Woah
But I know he chasing a cheque
Woah
Bitch I could ball like the mets
Aye
I put the D in defence
Aye
Shit call up my n***a, E
Aye
End up not giving a F
Woah

[Hook] (×2)