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You know Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You know Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You know Mister Lil Uzi got the guap (Slime)
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap (Slatt)
You know Mister Lil Uzi got the guap (Woah)
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap, uh (Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?)
Money come in, won't stop
You know Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You know any time I'm gon' drop
You know none of them songs gon' flop
You know all of them songs gon' pop
I went platinum again, my God
I went two-tone on my drop
Bugatti, that's one-point-six off stock
Don't need no brakes, don't plan on stop
I told that girl I only want all the top
Because punani always fall on my lap (Yeah)
They know that I got the game all in a lock
He talkin' 'bout bird, we get that by the flock
A Benjamin Franklin always in my knot
I got way too much love right there right for my block
And as long my heart beating, it will not stop
I don't know nothing, who done got shot?
All I know I'm just booling with my slime (Yeah)
And if they come get you and you got whopped
Then lil' slime, you gotta do your time
Like never mind that lil' shit 'cause we rich
'Cause right now we living and we doin' fine
And I understand why you livin' that life
We from the same hood, that's a nickel and dime
That's all we know
God gave me the opportunity to open doors
I'm up in Starlet's, seen yellow doll tape on my go (Woah)
She not even on the pole (No)
I got that girl from my bro (Facts)
Yeah, yeah, you know how this life goes, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I'm coming out Starlet's like four (Four)
DQ watching the door
He blast at the opps for sure, yeah, yeah (Rrah, rrah)
They ain't even know me and Bubba was close (Let's go)
Niggas, they plot on the low (Let's go)
But they all get smoked, sheets and toe, yeah, yeah
Money come in, won't stop
You know Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You know any time I'm gon' drop
You know none of them songs gon' flop
You know all of them songs gon' pop
I went platinum again, my God
I went two-tone on my drop
Bugatti, that's one-point-six off stock (Skrrt)
Don't need no brakes, don't plan on stop
I told that girl I only want all the top
Because punani always fall on my lap (Yeah)
They know that I got the game all in a lock (Game, game)
He talkin' 'bout bird, we get that by the flock (Woah)
A Benjamin Franklin always in my knot (Let's go)
I got way too much love right there right for my block (Woah)
And as long my heart beating, it will not stop
(Slime, slatt, slatt, hold up, baby)
Take the top off the coupe, wear the covers (Skrrt)
If you love me, then come eat my nuts (Slatt)
Hundred million up now, ain't no trust (No trust)
Comme Des Garçons down when we lust
Get the pack in and I ride like the bus (My God)
I had rent you them bands out in custody (Yeah)
Told a cougar to try not to love on me
Push the bitch to the ground, she was nothin' on me
She was crying and write me a summary (Woo)
Yellow and black the Lam', the bumblebee (Woo)
Just like a dog, she come to me (Yeah)
I put a fish on the wrist (I put a fish on the)
Parkay, it come with a dish (Dish)
My Lambo' is washed, I don't rock Jordans, but today I got some, yeah
Yeah, Chanel is one of the reasons all them notice me
Yeah, it's been a long way to the victory and the nominees
Paris Fashion Week, shit ain't enough for me
I took the drip to Jupiter, never come back to the States
Money come in, won't stop
You know Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You know any time I'm gon' drop
You know none of them songs gon' flop
You know all of them songs gon' pop
I went platinum again, my God
I went two-tone on my drop
Bugatti, that's one-point-six off stock
Don't need no brakes, don't plan on stop
I told that girl I only want all the top
Because punani always fall on my lap (Yeah)
They know that I got the game all in a lock
He talkin' 'bout bird, we get that by the flock
A Benjamin Franklin always in my knot
I got way too much love right there right for my block
And as long my heart beating, it will not stop (Skrrt)