Songwriter: Lil Uzi Vert

Producer: Brandon Finessin Loosie Man F1lthy

[Chorus]
I'm too high, high like bat
Play with her pussy, tiger, no cat
Mushrooms hittin', I'm off a cap
I got the vision, baby, I'm back
Cars keep comin' out, I gotta get it
That's the reason I can't stack
If rap don't work, I smoke too much
So that would force me to sell crack (Yeah)

[Interlude]
Yeah (Let's go)
Let’s go (Let's get it)
Let’s go (Let's get it)
Lil Uzi (I'm working on dying)
Lil Uzi
Lil Uzi (I only want pretty shit)
Let’s go (Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?), yeah

[Verse 1]
They keep lookin' at me, they said that my life a blessing
I don't pray, don't need no reverend
Yeah, my lifestyle, this shit reckless
I been gettin' money, buildin' all my blocks up like they Tetris
Bro be sellin' all the pigeons, yeah, he burnin' no pedestrians
Adidas on me, but I'm still Nike checkin'
Diamonds on me, if you want some ice lessons
Money on me, I could buy you a present (Let's go)
Rollie on me, I could buy you a Presi' (Yeah)
Balmain my jean, I buy these by the seven (Yeah)
I looked at your jeans and you still rockin' sevens
And all of them chicks in your section
Okay, ten of them bitches your section (Yeah)
I fucked all ten in my studio session (Yeah)
Don't want a Benz, I want a Bentley (No)
I get the money, all the blue Benji's (The noney)
Gave her away 'cause she only worth pennies
Takin' the molly, this shit is intensin' ('Tensin')
I got no appetite, my stomach empty
Rockin' Marc Jacobs, I said, "Phillip Lim me"
Uh, I used to sleep on the couch
I brought a big ass house
With a big bed, but I still sleep on the couch
Freak bitch, just wanna put it in her mouth
Fuck nigga just wanna take my style (What?)
Switch it all up, got a nigga like, "How?"
Your girlfriend came over my crib, late, with nothing under her gown (Woah)
You know that my sauce too wavy
Got a fuck nigga regrettin' his baby
Spongebob holes in a square ass nigga, we pull up with .380s

[Refrain]
FN-N-N-N-N-N
I take 30s, 15, 10s
I was been fuckin' the twins
Two Glocks on me, they fourth gen (Bah)
Outer space invader zim
FN-N-N-N-N-N
No laser, aim at your chin

[Verse 2]
Automatic, automatic hand guns
I know niggas that share that pin
I know niggas, they really rats
I know niggas that use that pen
I know niggas that's out to get me
Smile in my face like they my friends (Let's go)
But you know Lil Uzi ain't scary
Pulled up, every FN, no bap
I ain't never never never need no strap
I ain't never never never like to chat
Had your bitch all on my lap
Looked in my eyes, said a Fendi fact
She would rather be with the snakes than rats
I replied to the bitch like, "Slatt"

[Chorus]
I'm too high, high like bat
Play with her pussy, tiger, no cat
Mushrooms hittin', I'm off a cap
I got the vision, baby, I’m back
Cars keep comin' out, I gotta get it
That's the reason I can't stack
If rap don’t work, I smoke too much
So that would force me to sell crack (Yeah)

[Verse 3]
You know I got plenty racks
That's the reason that your bitch call me dad
Fucked on your bitch now your bitch so sad
'Cause she gotta go home to your broke ass
Fucked on your bitch now your bitch so sad
'Cause she gotta go home to your broke ass
Gucci and Louis on my toes
I cop the shit like the shit broke [?]
FN-N-N-N-N-N
With new beam, aim at your chin
Everyday you know I gotta sin
I think Lil Uzi need to get a cleanse
You so broke, boy, you need to get a wrench
Talk about me, you ain't even got an M
I think somebody listenin' to my conversations
Take off the SIM
Goodbye (And then after…)

[Refrain]
FN-N-N-N-N-N
I take 30s, 15, 10s
I was been fuckin' the twins
Two Glocks on me, they fourth gen (Bah)
FN-N-N-N-N-N
I take 30s, 15, 10s
I was been fuckin' the twins
Two Glocks on me, they fourth gen (Bah)

[Chorus]
I'm too high, high like bat
Play with her pussy, tiger, no cat
Mushrooms hittin', I'm off a cap
I got the vision, baby, I’m back
Cars keep comin' out, I gotta get it
That's the reason I can't stack
If rap don't work, I smoke too much
So that would force me to sell crack (Yeah)

Lil Uzi Vert

Symere Bysil Woods (b. July 31, 1994), popularly known as Lil Uzi Vert, is an American recording artist from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.

In an interview with Vibe Magazine, the Francisville, North Philadelphia native explained the origins of his stage

Some guy was just like ‘You rap fast, man. Like a little machine gun,’ and from that moment I was Lil Uzi.

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