[Refrain]
Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha
This is not Siberian, these Saudi sweats, yeah, yeah (Saudi sweats)
Twenty-seven gang, bitch, I hope I'm blessed, yeah, yeah (Twenty-seven gang, hope I'm blessed)
Pull up on a stain, I made twenty checks, ayy, ayy (Gang, gang, gang)
[Verse 1]
Alright, alright, alright (Alright), I got some opps outside (Outside)
I get that guap outside (Outside), I got some thots outside (Said, thots)
My mink came with a fox (A fox), my whip came with a box (A box)
My F.N. got the lock (The lock), squeeze off that shit, stay tucked
[Chorus]
I got too much guap, now watch me match mine back, match mine back (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Linen on my pants and I still got Don C all on my hat (Yeah)
I could make you dance, R.I.Ps, they bustin' out my strap (Yeah, yeah)
I got hella bands, I put crack cocaine all in her crack (Let's go)
[Verse 2]
Bitch, I just did it real big (Let's go)
Pull up with a chopper, not a Sig (Yeah)
My boy just did a hit (Let's go)
Had to send that boy right off the grid (Huh?)
Okay, whip it up, right off the grid (Ayy)
Told that bitch, "Come on, give me that head" (Ayy)
I do not want that pussy instead (Ayy)
Chop that loaf, I just want all the bread (Ayy)
Pop that perc' like that bitch was impaired (Huh?)
Got that ice on my neck, need a sled (What?)
Got a whole lotta mo'fuckin' 'Wock (Wow)
I'ma pour it like Whole Lotta Red (Yeah)
Okay, Lil Uzi countin' the dead (Let's go)
Too much money, can't count up the rest (Let's go)
Like three hundred all on my neck (Woo)
And a nigga not countin' his wrist (His wrist)
Nigga, I say what I want (I want)
Bitch, I'm takin' a risk (Ha-ha-ha)
Takin' that acid, see Ricky and Morty
That poor girl had asked if my rims got them Forgi's (Ayy)
Don't fuck with old niggas, they is too corny (Ha-ha-ha)
Me and you probably got two different .40's (Ayy)
Mine is a Glock, yours is a Beretta (Ha-ha-ha)
Clip on mine probably is clear (Woah)
All of my checks gonna clear (Ayy)
I ain't take off in a jet (Ayy)
She tryna have sex in the clear (Ayy)
She keep gettin' my shirt wet (Ayy)
"How you get that guap, Lil Uzi, like that?", I just take my time
Prayin' to that Ben Franklin, money, that my slime
Bitch I'm rich, Thug voice, can't go broke, Quan voice (Slime)
Bitch I'm rich, Thug voice (Slatt), can't go broke, Quan voice (Slime)
Sip some syrup, high voice, pockets stuffed, thyroids
Lambo bull, no horse, do the hit in Honda Accord
[Chorus]
I got too much guap, now watch me match mine back, match mine back
Linen on my pants and I still got Don C on my hat
I could make you dance, R.I.Ps, they bustin' out my strap
I got hella bands, I put crack cocaine all in her crack
I got too much guap, now watch me match mine back, match mine back (Let's go)
Linen on my pants and I still got Don C on my hat
I could make you dance, R.I.Ps, they bustin' out my strap
I got hella bands, I put crack cocaine all in her crack
[Refrain]
Ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha (Ha-ha-ha)
This is not Siberian, these Saudi sweats, yeah, yeah
Twenty-seven gang, bitch, I hope I'm blessed, yeah, yeah (I hope I'm blessed)
Pull up on a stain, I made twenty checks, ayy, ayy (Pull up on a stain)
[Verse 3]
Niggas ain't the same, ain't no goin' back, ayy, ayy (Going back)
She made me a deep thinker 'cause that girl got like twenty necks (Huh?)
My niggas, they made it from the struggle, yes, struggle, yes (Yeah, y-yeah)
My niggas was in the jail cell, now they layin' on a jet (Jet)
My niggas go where I go, that's a fact, that's a fact (That's a fact)
My niggas, they throwin' waters, they was just, um, throwin' TEC's (Yeah, brrt)
My niggas was servin' water and that fent' (Fentanyl), and that fent' (And that fentanyl)
I got niggas in Atlanta that was locked up in that set (Oh my God)
Octopus, Ursula diamonds on my neck, I'm like, shit (Um, yeah)
Every time I pull up on your bitch, I gotta lay my waist (What?)
[Chorus]
I got too much guap, now watch me match mine back, match mine back (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Emblem on my pants, and I still got Garcia on my hat (Emblem on my pants and I-)
I could make you dance (I could make you-), R.I.Ps, they bustin' out my strap (Yeah, yeah)
I got hella bands, I put crack cocaine all in her crack (Yeah)
[Bridge]
Phew, alright
Opps outside (Outside)
Outside, outside (Woo)
Said, thots
A fox
A box
The lock
Baow, pow
My block
(On my block) My block
(Still on my block) My block
(I'm on my block) My block
(On my block) My block
(On my block) My block
(On my block) My block
[Chorus]
I got too much guap, now watch me match mine back, match mine back (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Linen on my pants and I still got Don C on my hat (Yeah, yeah)
I could make you dance, R.I.Ps, they bustin' out my strap (Yeah, yeah)
I got hella bands, I put crack cocaine all in her crack (Blaow)
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