Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, yes Yeah Shit too easy (Damn, Tye, you made this bitch too? The fuck got into you?)
Yeah Ayy Lil Uzi
Get off my dick, lil´ bitch, and go fuck Lil Pip (Lil Pip, yeah) My weed from the garden, yeah, smokin´ on more than a nick´ (Yeah, bitch) My Brooklyn bitch in the garden while we watchin´ the Knicks (Yeah, yeah) Walk your bitch like a pit, dog shit by my hip (Walk her ass, let´s go) Got mohair all on my sweatsuit, that be that Marni shit (That be Marni shit) Mix green with that purple, I´m trippin´, that be that Barney shit (That Barney shit) You got on Dior with a Nike Tech, that be that corny shit (That corny shit, ew)
Made so many songs, I could make Lil Uzi Greatest Hits (No bap)
Call this bitch a Scat ´cause this ain´t even my favorite bitch (Brr) Me and lil´ Veeze go back to back Spent four hundred thousand, never drove the Maybach I talk shit, I don´t never talk back Put the tape on the TEC, it´s a homemade MAC I just wanna rock, made that shit in the trap And you wouldn´t believe how much I made back Bitch, my soul immortal, I can´t never keep it cordial (Nah) I just had a foursome, pussy, that´s triple oral My chains so deep down in the ocean, I see shrimp and coral (Yeah)
Boy, your watch a forty-one, I do fifty or more I´m in the cut with a bad bitch like I´m tryna buck fifty a whore (Woah) I bleed anywhere that I go, better watch your mink ´cause I drip on the floor (I drip) I don´t even call it Wock´, I´m sippin´ the woah, I pour me some more (Yeah) Bitch, I just poured me a four, just makin´ sure that I do not catch a cold (Achoo) Bitch, I put my back to the ropes, huh, I´m on my Jeff Hardy shit I´m on them opiums, buffs on my face, I don´t play, boy, ´bout my Cartis, bitch I don´t even play with these niggas at all, I don´t even know what an Atari is I ordered a jet, couldn´t take no pics ´cause I don´t even know what red carpet is
Get off my dick, lil´ bitch, and go fuck Lil Pip (Lil Pip, yeah) My weed from the garden, yeah, smokin´ on more than a nick´ (Yeah, bitch) My Brooklyn bitch in the garden while we watchin´ the Knicks Walk your bitch like a pit, dog shit by my hip (Let´s go) Got mohair all on my sweatsuit, that be that Marni shit (That Marni shit) Mix green with that purple, I´m trippin´, that be that Barney shit (That Barney shit) You got on Dior with a Nike Tech, that be that corny shit (That corny shit) Made so many songs, I could make Lil Uzi Greatest Hits
If I had dollar for every time these niggas hate, I´d be rich like Jay and Ye I got rich with Babyface, we came up just making plays (Yeah) Man, I feel just like Beyoncé, niggas love to say my name I can´t back down from no nigga, I bring more smoke than Taylor Gang (Shh) I´m the G.O.A.T., dunkin´ from the free throw, fadeaway (Hit that bitch) Whippin´ dope, make it Big Sean, you can´t say it ain´t (Hit that bitch) I know if I wasn´t that great, they wouldn´t even be throwin´ shade (Shh) Say that shit come with the game, nigga, I ain´t never been no game I don´t even wanna conversate, niggas lie right to my face (Yeah)
I´d probably be under the jail, they knew how much crime I did today (Damn) Crybaby Veeze, use the hundreds, wipe it away (Crybaby Veeze) I don´t got change for twenty, nigga, twenty ain´t nothin´ but change (You hear what I´m sayin´?) I´m tired of givin´ niggas game I´m shoppin´, coppin´ Matty Boy, I got this down in MIA (Huh?) This lil´ bitch should get a housekeeper, I met her in LA (In LA) I got bloods in Bompton, Crips on Slauson gon´ make sure I´m safe (Yeah) Thottie breaking, Glory Gang, slimy, I should be ashamed (Gang) He done dropped a hundred tapes, made no noise like Pootie Tang (What?) Nigga, my heart so icy, I´m like Shiesty, I´m like Gucci Mane
I´m down to a four a day, dirty water, Louie Ray These stupid-ass niggas must be freebasin´ Young nigga, I was middle school, hoes Keir age Fast forward a nigga, death day, make him meet his maker Broke beefin´ nigga, make his mama throw a fundraiser 7 Mile popstar, bitch, I´m Justin Timberlake (Wow) Fuck nigga throwin´ salt, but ain´t never killed a player (Oh my God) Daydreamin´ ´bout the Wockhardt in the ´frigerator (Huh?) Dog livin´ with a broke heart, heard I hit his main one (Heard I hit his main one) Get off my dick, lil´ bitch, lil´ bitch, get off my dick (Get off my dick) You ain´t met a nigga rich like this, you ain´t met a nigga rich like this (You ain´t met a nigga rich like this, ho)
He buyin´ designer on sale, that be that country shit (What´s it to him?) She callin´, wanna cheat on her man, that be that horny shit Tell me you proud of me, baby, again, I need to hear it again (I need to hear it again) I got the gang tatted on my skin, this shit thicker than thin (Yeah) I don´t trust broke niggas, it is what it is (Yeah) She bein´ faithful to the kid, but I´ll never commit (Come on)
Get off my dick, lil´ bitch, lil´ bitch, get off my dick (Let´s go) Get off my lil´ bitch, lil´ bitch, get off my dick, yeah (Let´s go)
I might be OG Sick, I might be OG Sick (I might be OG Sick) I flip them niggas and I had to whip that shit, gang Get off my dick, lil´ nigga, lil´ nigga, get off my dick Hatin´-ass niggas Y´all niggas know what the fuck goin´ on, man (I´m like Justin Timberlake compared to y´all lil´-ass niggas, man) Know it ain´t shit to talk about (You know what I´m sayin´?)