Yes, we got guns, we def' gon' shoot at 'em
Switchy gon' throw that lil' belt and the boot at 'em
Bitch, I'm a star, I told you, like two atoms (one, two, three, woo)
Bitch, I'm a star, I told you, like two atoms
Gas, brakes
Cartier, crash the face (yeah)
Name in my phone, she ain't saved, huh (no)
Already smashed your bae (Lil Uzi)
Percocet all in my face, huh (whoa)
I'm 'bout to blast away (whoa)
She just pulled up with her new body
She is my plaster bae (doo-doo-doo-doo)
When I be out of town, yeah, she gonna masturbate (whoa)
Yeah, I don't want no pussy from side, just smash her face (yes)
Whoa, I put some money aside, like tax rebate
Yeah, the model everybody hit, bet somebody smashed her plate (beep)
Huh? Oh, bae, yeah, she on Anne Hathaway, yeah (whoa)
I'm tryna go by myself on an island, I'm just on that castaway (let's go)
Why they tryin' tap on my shoulder? Yeah (why they tryin' tap on my shoulder?)
I told her come right on over, yeah (I told her come right on over)
I went BP on the Rover, yeah (I went BP on the Rover)
Wasn't BP, then I wouldn't have Rover (yeah, yeah)
Wasn't for millions, I wouldn't have chauffeur
Wasn't for water, then I wouldn't been told her (yeah, whoa)
Most of these niggas, I swear they be bogus (yeah)
Skinny jean pockets, they fit in Ford Focus (huh?)
Diamonds real big on the boat like a token
Niggas be talkin', they rats, so can't note it (let's go)
Leave his body in the Schuylkill, he floatin'
Shotgun, your ARP don't got no holster (brrah)
So many bitches, I had to make a roster
Braid all my dreads, I feel like a Rasta (let's go)
Knockin' niggas out, I feel like a boxer
I got my shit in control like a mobster (yeah)
I know the money, it rule all the power (huh? What?)
Opps in exotic, boy, hit like some sour
Opp bitch get out, tell that ho need a hour
Chill that lil' bitch, she got dropped off two hours (whoa)
Gas, brakes (huh, brakes)
Cartier, crash the face (yeah)
Name in my phone, she ain't saved (no)
Already smashed your bae (Lil Uzi)
Percocet all in my face, huh (whoa)
I'm 'bout to blast away (whoa)
She just pulled up with her new body
She is my plaster bae (doo-doo-doo-doo, whoa)
Gas, brakes (huh, brakes)
Cartier, crash the face (yeah)
Name in my phone, she ain't saved, huh (no)
Already smashed your bae (Lil Uzi)
Percocet all in my face, huh (whoa)
I'm 'bout to blast away (whoa)
She just pulled up with her new body
She is my plaster bae (doo-doo-doo-doo, whoa)
Yeah, yeah
She just got her a new body
Poppin', I'm knowin' like nobody knew 'bout it (she just)
She actin' like that she don't got no new mileage
Pussy so deep, you could pipe a lil' flute out it
I just spent probably like too much on two diamonds (whoa)
My lil' bitch hate cameras, oh my God, too Amish (huh? What?)
I throw the B up, you can't take the bool out 'em (yeah, yeah)
I be still geeked up, you can't take the bool out 'em (Lil Uzi)
I'm out this bitch and my body, I'm too out it (let's go)
I'm like the stars and Mars in Kallati (yeah)
I'm like the Big Bang, lil' bitch, I'm like two atoms
I'm like the Big Bang, lil' bitch, I'm like two atoms
He think he the one, I probably send two at 'em
Yes, we got guns, we def' gon' shoot at 'em
Switchy gon' throw that lil' belt and the boot at 'em
Bitch, I'm a star, I told you, like two atoms
Bitch, I'm a star, I told you, like two atoms
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