Lunchroom

[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert]

(Hitkidd, what it do, man? Hitkidd, what it do, man?)

Yeah (Yeah), and I still geeked up

And I can't never stop gettin' geeked

And I can't never stop fuckin' freaks

I can't never stop makin' money

Make a million dollars in a week

Huh? (On God)

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]

Fuck all these niggas, I don't fuck with 'em (Fuck 'em)

Fuckin' these bitches, you know I just bust in 'em

Candle lil' baby, no, I don't even bust 'em

No, I don't love 'em, you know I just lust 'em (No, no, shh)

Come to my crib, come to my bed, that's a fuck room (Come on)

I'm gettin' money ever since from the lunchroom (Lunchroom)

Tried to get low, no, he ain't no duck room (Shh)

Shot him in his face, now his ass in the up room (Beep, beep, beep)

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]

No, I ain't do it, but for bro, got the bail

Heard he a mouse, then we trappin' him down (Shh)

Gang got the Uzi, the TEC and the Kels (Baow)

That shit'll knock off his face and the smell

Not talkin' Adidas but we got the shells

Thirty clip hangin' out, look like an L (Baow)

How the fuck could I ever take an L, when there's thirty million probably right on my smell?

And I prevail

I caught a case but that shit was just way too petty to talk about (I can't even talk about that shit)

Right up the court, I was like DJ Unk, bitch, I walked it out (Eastside, walk it out, Southside, walk it out)

Back on my shit and I bet the same niggas ain't talkin' now (Shh)

Try and get a verse from me, they think that I'm back on that offer now (Huh)

I don't even fuck with none of y'all niggas, y'all shit be done for now (I don't fuck with y'all niggas on that stupid-ass shit)

I ain't gon' lie, y'all shit be cool but I don't even jack the sound (Dumbass, trash ass songs)

Told my bitch to stop playin' all y'all nigga's music (JT, cut that shit off)

Is shit gangster? All y'all confused it (JT, turn it off, woah)

I don't give a fuck, y'all don't jack my new shit

I don't give a fuck, y'all don't jack my new bitch (Woah)

Make a lil' brown skin eat the Cool Whip

Pull up a white 'Rari, that's a cool whip (Yeah)

Need me a rope chain, I'm a nuisance

Pull up with two guns, bitch, I'm ruthless (Let's go)

Remember that white 'Rari? Yeah, it's ruthless

Niggas be rats, man, call 'em Rufus (What?)

I saw Lil' Star at a movie

I spent eight bands on the booty (Woah)

I done went raw dog in her coochie

She done went hog maw on the toolie

This don't even sound like the same Uzi

I said, "Hell nah, I'm a new me"

I done spent three million on jewelry

I done spent a hundred-thousand, Burberry (Yeah)

Hold my weight, I'm the one carryin'

Do what I wan't, I ain't ever carin'

Put this black dick in a Karen

She gon' sniff powder like she know Harry

Still eat the pussy even if it's hairy

I ain't gon' lie, that shit scary

Pop a E-pill, then I pop a cherry

Perc' got me, slow, snail, popped a Gary

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]

Fuck all these niggas, I don't fuck with 'em (Fuck 'em)

Fuckin' these bitches, you know I just bust in 'em

Candle lil' baby, no, I don't even bust 'em

No, I don't love 'em, you know I just lust 'em (No, no, shh)

Come to my crib, come to my bed, that's a fuck room (Come on)

I'm gettin' money ever since from the lunchroom (Lunchroom)

Tried to get low, no, he ain't no duck room (Shh)

Shot him in his face, now his ass in the up room (Beep, beep, beep)

[Verse 2: Desto Cash]

Got hit the face, no makeup, I beat it (Beat it)

Take him down, finesse 'em, then I snatch off in a Demon (Finesse)

VVS' leakin', got a lot of niggas heated

Yeah, we live for the beef and you gon' die, you touch these pieces (Bling)

Me and Uzi popped a Tesla, put your bitch up on a house (Thot)

Won't hide it 'less divided, I know she been through the town (A thot)

I'm straight up out the mound, bet the grove, I put it down (Finesse)

Burberry, GG'd down, she gon' go, I come around (Yeah)

She gon' go, she love the style (Style)

Go broke and she gon' change quick

I ghosted her, I hopped in a new Porsche truck and I lane switch (I lane switch)

Might pop out with your main bitch (Your main bitch)

Give her back, my feelings changed quick (Changed quick)

Better watch who you hang with, these niggas be on lame shit, and really ain't gon' bang shit (No)

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]

Fuck all these niggas, I don't fuck with 'em (Fuck 'em)

Fuckin' these bitches, you know I just bust in 'em

Candle lil' baby, no, I don't even bust 'em

No, I don't love 'em, you know I just lust 'em (No, no, shh)

Come to my crib, come to my bed, that's a fuck room (Come on)

I'm gettin' money ever since from the lunchroom (Lunchroom)

Tried to get low, no, he ain't no duck room (Shh)

Shot him in his face, now his ass in the up room (Beep, beep, beep)

Fuck all these niggas, I don't fuck with 'em (Fuck 'em)

Fuckin' these bitches, you know I just bust in 'em

Candle lil' baby, no, I don't even bust 'em

No, I don't love 'em, you know I just lust 'em (No, no, shh)

Come to my crib, come to my bed, that's a fuck room (Come on)

I'm gettin' money ever since from the lunchroom (Lunchroom)

Tried to get low, no, he ain't no duck room (Shh)

Shot him in his face, now his ass in the up room (Beep, beep, beep)