Old Days

[Intro]

(Yeah, ayy)

(Woah, yeah)

It's Lil Uzi (It's Lil Uzi Vert)

(Back to my old ways)

(Back to my old ways)

(Back to my old ways)

(Back to my old ways)

Yeah

[Chorus]

I miss the old days (Huh), I miss my old bae (Huh)

Neck like a snow day (What?), drivin', got road rage (Skrrt, huh)

I'm on the road race (Ayy), hit it fast, not a slow pace (Ayy, skrrt)

Cross the street, gotta look both ways (Ayy), my new bitch, she go both ways (Ayy, yeah)

[Verse 1]

My old bitch, she go both ways (Yeah)

Everybody, they know I'm paid (Yeah)

It ain't never no slow days (Ayy)

I don't even know this bitch name (Ayy)

Why the fuck is she in my face? (What? Ayy)

Need to put on my Louis V shades (Ayy)

Ain't no hate even goin' my way (Ayy)

Gotta leave, no-no-no, I can't stay (Yeah, um, yeah)

I spent like 20 a day (Ayy)

Water, my neck like a drain (Woah)

Shе don't even know wherе I stay (Um, yeah)

Yeah, my chopper got a beam (Ayy), I fell in love with the K (Brrah)

Back to my old ways (Ayy), but I been through a little more pain (Um, yeah)

[Chorus]

I miss the old days (Yeah), I miss my old bae (Huh)

Neck like a snow day (What?), drivin', got road rage (Skrrt)

I'm on the road race (Ayy), hit it fast, not a slow pace (Ayy)

Cross the street, gotta look both ways (Um, ayy), my new bitch, she go both ways

[Verse 2]

Woah, I do not play when it come to my bro (Ayy, ayy)

Woah (Ayy, ayy), I do not play when it come to my hoe

Matter of fact you can have her, I don't care 'cause vision my got clear, and I am still here

I am not here at the motherfuckin' bottom, same nigga that's at the top tier

I am not here at the motherfuckin' bottom, I got a Miami crib, came with a pier

I am not here at the motherfuckin' bottom, 'cause me and you nigga, no we are not peers

Every time I smack that girl fuckin' bottoms, it look like an apple, don't look like a pear

Plus, my bitch don't got no-no apple bottoms

Bought her Rick Owens pants, cost a racky a pair

Cappin' in here, niggas bappin' in here

They ain't living them stories, just rapping in fear

If you moving like that, then you moving in fear

Don't need nobody, I stack in the mirror

Panorama on the camera (Panorama on the camera), [?] mirror

I do not do no interviews, 'cause these niggas cops, and I will never talk, Vladimir

My haters in a huddle, I walk through a puddle, 'cause I got the water that splash in here

Going so fast, ain't no track in here

TracPhone, TracPhone, trap in here (Brrt)

Care about money, and cars, and fashion in here

My girl don't understand me, I'm too weird

My money so old, it might just grow a beard

So much money that gotta be cleared (Yeah)

[Chorus]

I miss the old days (Yeah), I miss my old bae (Huh, yeah)

Neck like a snow day (What?), drivin', got road rage (Um, skrrt)

I'm on the road race (Ayy), hit it fast, not a slow pace (Ayy)

Cross the street, got look both ways (Ayy, it's Lil Uzi Vert), my new bitch, she go both ways (Ayy)

[Outro]

It's Lil Uzi Vert (Yeah)

It's Lil Uzi Vert (Uh)

Um, yeah, it's Lil Uzi Vert

Um, yeah, it's Lil Uzi Vert