Lil Uzi Vert

I was holdin’ down my team like my name was Peyton

Had to make sure my brother good, Eli Manning

Where you from? (Where you from?)

Throw it up (Throw that shit up)

Um, I’m on some shit like

Now I do what I want

Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster

Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy

Smokin’ that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder

Have you ever made a million dollars with your talent? (Have you?)

Have you ever fucked a bitch, ass so fat, lose your balance? (Have you?)

Look what the fuck you be startin’

Hunnid bands now Lil Uzi be the target

They ask me am I’m scared: hardly