How you? (We in the coupe, baby, every Sunday to this) Real Twizz Woah (Woah, huh)
How you doin´? My name is Lil Uzi (Lil Uzi) And my life like a movie (Huh?) Girl, how you doin´? Huh-uh (Doin´) Bitch, my name is Yeat-ski (Yeah) I don´t need them, they need me (Doin´) Them double G on double G, I´m poppin´ pill like Gucci I trade the pills in for the lean and now I´m sniffin´ smoochie (Lean) I put the caramel pint in my syrup, still middle fingers up to the world Your bitch my favorite girl (Huh) My shit one of one, nah, y´all can´t move me How you?
How you? And it feel like church, every Sunday (How you?) How you do it like that? Yeah, how you do it like that? I pull up like Yeat-ski I pull up with bitches with these twats and fuck ´em on beach-ski´s (Huh)
??? GT3 RS, make ´em all look stupid (Real Twizz; yeah) (Oh, oh, yeah) This gon´ feel like Sunday I don´t feel like workin´, bitch
??? Yeah, I´m flyin´, you on my runway
And I´m geekin´ up everyday, every way, baby I get high, even on Sunday