Yeah Huh? What? (Ayy, what?) (That be Maaly Raw) Lil Uzi
Uh, went to sleep, huh, yeah, woke up with a bag Niggas, they be mad, ´cause I´m walking with the cash Pull up in a Lambo´, did the digi´ dash Asian bitch beside me, VETEMENTS on my ass I ain´t hit the lick, but I´m wearing my black mask, yeah Walking with the stick, all my pockets filled with cash, yeah VETEMENTS-VETEMENTS jeans, put your stylist right on blast Once I fuck your bitch, know you can never get her back (Yeah)
I said, "How we boming?", "How you coming?" Bitch, we popping tags
You know how we boming, how we coming, big ass Birkin bags SRT, Daytona, doing donuts, and I´m popping flats Shoutout to her owner, I cum on her, and I´m sellin´ sex Give me head, diploma, I´m a loner, I´m all by myself Gotta keep it on me, Draco on me, gotta protect myself I´m copping the pink Mary, yeah-yeah, drove here by myself Better call the paramedics, yeah-yeah, done hit this shit by myself (That be Maaly Raw) Twenty nine, sixteen, yeah-yeah, yeah, we made that by ourselves Got a blick in my jean, yeah-yeah, I could pop it by myself
I´m popping beans, yeah-yeah, I keep touching on myself I´m off the E-E, yeah, I been touching on myself (Okay) Doin´ that molly by myself (Okay), doin´ that molly by myself (Okay) Doin´ that molly by myself (Okay), doin´ that molly by myself (Yeah) I move weight up out the gym (Yeah) Pull up in a Lambo´ with no license, Lil´ Kim Blowing up your block like my name was Little Kim (Kim Jong Un) I just fucked a thot and I got that shit on film (Thot) I just seen her body, yeah, uh Yeah, 308, yeah-yeah, Heaven´s Gate, huh-huh He gon´ see it, huh-yeah, best believe it, yeah Send some prayers, huh, yeah, he gon´ need it, huh, yeah
He gon´ need it, huh, yeah, send him to Jesus, huh, yeah Fifty bullets, huh, yeah, have him bleeding, yeah (That be Maaly Raw) Space Coupe, huh, yeah, Justin Bieber, huh I just popped a blue, uh, uh, got me leaning, uh We like Jay and Nas, we be popping bars Look like rockstars, my bitches wanna mosh She suck Carti fast, told that bitch to slow me Me and Carti, yeah, huh, we like AP, Rollie
Uh, went to sleep, huh, yeah, woke up with a bag Niggas, they be mad, ´cause I´m walking with the cash Pull up in a Lambo´, did the digi´ dash Asian bitch beside me, VETEMENTS on my ass I ain´t hit the lick, but I´m wearing my black mask, yeah
Walking with the stick, all my pockets filled with cash, yeah VETEMENTS-VETEMENTS jeans, put your stylist right on blast Once I fuck your bitch, know you can never get her back (Yeah)