[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert, Quavo]
(My nigga Wheezy, know what I’m sayin'?)
No sir
No sir
No sir
[Chorus]
Say you on top, no sir, say you gettin' guap, no sir
I can't be stopped, no sir, ten thousand for the jacket, no fur
Said, "That big cap," no sir, bitch, I'm a bat, no cap, no sir
Drive in a Bentley, pick her up from the 'burbs
I’m drivin' fast, spilled the lean on my shirt
Positively, I just live with a curse
But nowadays, yeah, my vision got clearer
[Verse 1]
So I just look at the man in the mirror
She give me brain 'til she turn to a nerd
I'm parking the Maybach on side of the curb
If I'm in the back then I'm leanin', it hurt
You got a nerve, so I get in your nerve
I'm just the boy that be flexin' on purpose
I told that bitch tryna run it, "Just work it," uh
I told that bitch to just twerk it, uh
No, we don't deal with extortion
My boy pull up in excursions, uh
But that just was a diversion, uh
Watch out for them boys in turbans, uh
All of my leather, they merging, uh
Made her suck me up like Kirby
I just need my .30, I just need my .30
Open up a crab like a hermit, pocket, they big like Sherman
Pull up in a 'Rari and I'm skrrtin', you pull up in a Beetle like Herbie
Servin' that chicken like Bourbon, not eating that chicken like Bourbon
Broke nigga, I am allergic, you don't get the biscuit like Church's
[Chorus]
Say you on top, no sir, say you gettin' guap, no sir
I can't be stopped, no sir, ten thousand for the jacket, no fur
Said, "That big cap," no sir, bitch, I'm a bat, no cap, no sir
Drive in a Bentley, pick her up from the 'burbs
I’m drivin' fast, spilled the lean on my shirt
Positively, I just live with a curse
But nowadays, yeah, my vision got clearer
[Verse 2]
I'ma keep gettin' them big racks, rockin' my jewelry mismatch
'Member my jewelry was six stacks, now my shit a hundred flat
I walk around with five hundred racks, put that bag on my back, got a hundred bags
Everyday I smoke a hundred Backwoods, now that boy, they wanna roll with that
That boy, he's a crazy man, he is so funny, Chris Tucker
I get them girls like John Tucker, no, I never was a sucker
Saw your girl, you better tuck her, I heard that boy wanna rush her
Rush up, then you would get bust up, repercussion, that concussion
Bitch, I'm so geeked, no precaution, my new bitch thick and it lotioned
Bitch, I feel like I'm Ben 10, better yet, Kevin 11
Got a bitch that suck me up, in the lips, she got injections
She said, "How could you be heartless?" I said, "How could you be helpless?"
No, I don't go on no trips, I call that shit, um, a field trip
They finessed you off them zips, so we call that, um, a failed trip
Bitch, we worldwide, we got Taco Bell money, uh
Make sure them bells coming, bricks and bells money, uh
We don't serve nobody that's unfamiliar, we smell jail coming, uh
We might beat yo' ass, uh, you a frail undie
