作词 : Lil Uzi Vert
 作曲 : Lil Uzi Vert
You know
You know
You know
Young rich n***as n***as n***as
You know so we ain't really never had no old money
We got a whole lotta new money though
If young metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot ya
Raindrops drop tops drop top
Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox cookie
F**kin' on your b***h she a thot thot thot thot
Cookin' up d**e in the crockpot pot
We came from nothin' to somethin' n***a hey
I don't trust nobody grip the trigger nobody
Call up the gang they come and get you gang
Cry me a river give you a tissue hey
My b***h is bad and boujee bad
Cookin' up d**e with a Uzi blaow
My n***as is savage ruthless savage
We got 30's and 100 rounds too grrah
My b***h is bad and boujee bad
Cookin' up d**e with a Uzi d**e
My n***as is savage ruthless hey
We got 30's and 100 rounds too glah
Offset woah woah woah woah woah
Rackings on rackings got backends on backends
I'm ridin' around in a coupe coupe
I take your b***h right from you you
B***h I'm a dog woof grrr
Beat the ho walls loose hey
Hop in the frog woah skrt
I tell that b***h to come for me come for me
I swear these n***as under me hey
They hate and the devil keep jumpin' me jumpin' me
Bankrolls on me keep me company cash
We did the most most yeah
Pull up in ghosts woo yeah
My diamonds a choker glah
Holdin' the fire with no holster blaow
Rick the ruler diamonds cooler cooler
This a rollie not a Mueller hey
Dabbin' on 'em like the usual dab
Magic with the brick do voodoo magic
Court side with a bad b***h b***h
Then I send the b***h through Uber go
I'm young and rich and plus I'm boujee hey
I'm not stupid so I keep the Uzi rrrah
Rackings on rackings got backends on backends
So my money makin' my back ache
You n***as got a low act' rate act'
We from the Nawf yeah dat way Nawf
Fat cookie blunt in the ash tray cookie
Two b***hes just national smash day smash
Hop in the lamb' have a drag race skrt
I let them birds take a bath bae brrrrr
Raindrops drop tops drop top
Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox cookie
F**kin' on your b***h she a thot thot thot thot
Cookin' up d**e in the crockpot pot
We came from nothin' to somethin' n***a hey
I don't trust nobody grip the trigger nobody
Call up the gang they come and get you gang
Cry me a river give you a tissue hey
Bad and boujee bad
Cookin' up d**e with a Uzi blaow
My n***as is savage ruthless savage
We got 30's and 100 rounds too grrah
My b***h is bad and boujee bad
Cookin' up d**e with a Uzi d**e
My n***as is savage ruthless hey
We got 30's and 100 rounds too glah
Pour a four I'm droppin' muddy
Outer space kid cudi drank
Introduce me your b***h a*s wifey and we know she sluttin'
Broke a brick down nutty buddy
Now that n***a duckin'
Don't move too fast I might shoot you huh
Draco bad and boujee draco
I'm always hangin' with shooters brrah
Might be posted somewhere secluded private
Still be playin' with pots and pans
Call me Quavo Ratatouille
Run with that sack call me boobie run with it
When I'm on stage show me boobies ay
Ice on my neck I'm the coolest ice
Hop out the suicide with the Uzi pew-pew-pew
I pull up I pull up I pull up
I hop out with all of the d**gs in the cooler skrt
I'm cookin' I'm cookin'
I'm whippin'
I'm whippin' into a rock up
Let it lock up lock up
I gave her 10 racks
I told her go shoppin'
And spend it all at the pop up ten
These b***hes they f**k
And suck d**k and they bustin' for Instagram
Get your clout up
Uh yeah dat way float on
The track like a segway go
Yeah dat way
I used to trap by the subway trappin' trappin'
Yeah dat way
Young n***a trap with the AK rrrah
Ohh yeah dat way
Big dyke ho get it on
Macy Gray hey
Raindrops drop tops drop top
Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox cookie
F**kin' on your b***h she
A thot thot thot thot
Cookin' up d**e in the crockpot pot
We came from nothin' to somethin' n***a hey
I don't trust nobody grip the trigger nobody
Call up the gang they come and get you gang
Cry me a river give you a tissue hey
My b***h is bad and boujee bad
Cookin' up d**e with a Uzi blaow
My n***as is savage ruthless savage
We got 30's and 100 rounds too grrah
My b***h is bad and boujee bad
Cookin' up d**e with a Uzi d**e
My n***as is savage ruthless hey
We got 30's and 100 rounds too glah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
My b***h she bad to the bone ay
Wait these n***as watchin'
I swear to God they be my clones
Yeah hey huh switchin'
My h**s like my flows what
Switchin' my flows like my clothes like what
Keep on shootin' that gun don't reload
Oh oh now she won't f**k with my crew
My crew
'Cause the money come all out the roof
Drive the 'Rari that b***h got no roof skrt
Wait what kind of 'Rari 458 d**n
All of these n***as they hate they hate
Try to hide shoot through the gate
Look go to the strip club make it rain rain
So much money they use rakes
Count 100 000 in your face in your face
Yeah they put 300 right in the safe
Met her today oh
She talk to me like she knew me yah
Go to sleep in a jacuzzi yah
Wakin' up right to a two piece yah
Countin' that paper like loose leaf yah
Gettin' that chicken with blue cheese yah
Yeah boy you so fake like my collar
You snakin' I swear to God that be that Gucci ay
And you know we winnin' winnin'
Yeah we is not losin'
Try to play your song it ain't move me what
Saw your girl once now she choose me yeah
Raindrops drop tops drop top
Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox cookie
F**kin' on your b***h she a thot thot thot thot
Cookin' up d**e in the crockpot pot
We came from nothin' to somethin' n***a hey
I don't trust nobody grip the trigger nobody
Call up the gang they come and get you gang
Cry me a river give you a tissue hey
Bad and boujee bad
Cookin' up d**e with a Uzi blaow
My n***as is savage ruthless savage
We got 30's and 100 rounds too grrah
My b***h is bad and boujee bad
Cookin' up d**e with a Uzi d**e
My n***as is savage ruthless
Ruthless ruthless ruthless
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