[Intro]

Yeah

And I really wanna take the time out to let all y'all niggas know I really know what's goin' on

Yeah, lets go, uh

[Verse]

I got enemies, got a lot of enemies

Can't believe there's niggas out here who really wanna finish me

Ain't no way around it, buddy, niggas know I been a G

My confidence way higher when I got that .40 with the beam

Yeah, when I got that .40 with the beam

That .40 got like thirty shots, that mean it got a centipede

I ain't worryin' 'bout them, but them boys, they keep worryin' 'bout mе

I heard I'm his favorite rapper, hе keep actin' like he ain't heard about me

Woah, and this bitch sucked my dick to the third degree (Let's go)

Woah, everybody know that 'cause she at my shows for free (Woah, no lie)

Everybody know it's no one holding me, woah

She don't know no better she not old as me, woah

And I'ma groom that baby, I'ma bring her real close (Yup)

Then cut her off, to see if she can fly

I done took too many Perc's and on some real shit I can't die

Everything I do is effortless, lil' baby, I can't try (No)

'Ceratops, Reptar when I'm rollin' up (Woah)

Man, I took your girl with me, we was rollin' up (No lie)

Turned her to a wet star then I throw her out

You can get that far if you showin' out

Oh, oh, you showin' out? (You showin' out)

You can't get that far if you hoin' out (No)

I remember back when I wasn't closin' out (I remember)

Now all them broads wanna blow me now (I remember)

That's because my bag, bitch, I blow it now (Woo)

When I'm in the mall gotta close it down (Yeah)

Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada

I don't really rock Fendi but I'm rockin' on Balenci'

Uh, Paris tags on me, this Alida

Cartier frames clear as agua

Yeah, niggas, they be lame, talkin' rah-rah

My life not the same, nigga, why lie? (Why lie?)

Woah, magic changed my life, nigga, voilà (Voilà)

Playin' with her kitty just like Sagwa (Sagwa)

When I make her moan, man, she 'bout to cry (Woah)

Woah, when she suck it up, give me side eye

Yeah, mixin' up the work like it's Pop Rocks

Yeah, Bugatti fast, I don't know how to stop (Skrrt)

Yeah, undercover fiends, they keep tryna cop

Yeah, you think I'm a dummy? I know you a cop

Ooh, I can tell you a opp

Make the Makaveli scream like it's 2Pac

Had them niggas shocked, pulled up with two Glocks

My LV sneaks kinda big, I need two socks

But they Gucci though (Double G)

I don't want that bitch, ain't givin' up coochie though (No)

I don't want that girl 'cause she too moody, bro

She ain't really that cute, she's got that booty though

And I can't lie, got that supersoaker, I moonwalk like the J5

I don't own none of these girls so you can take mine

I don't really wanna know what you thinkin' but I take mines

You better love yours, nigga, I don't hate mines, yeah (Lil Uzi Vert)