YeahYeahI'm runnin' through shit, yeah, yeahI'm runnin' through shit likeI'm not even really tryna make a hitMost of these niggas, they talk out they lip'Til you pull up right there with the fully, the fullyI never go less than forty my wristI never go less than. 40 my hipI never go less than thirty my stickI treat the Maybach truck like it's a LyftPlease don't get liftedPlease don't get lifted (Woah)Please don't get lifted (Yeah)Please don't get lifted (Huh?)Please don't get lifted (Woah)Please don't get lifted (Yeah)Please don't get liftedAt the least, thirty right there in my clipI treat the Maybach truck like it's a LyftPlease don't get liftedPlease don't get liftedBro spun the opps so much, yeah, they don't existWe got the V on the tech, yeahSpin out the Honda, it drift (Skrrt)She thought I really wasn't on shitThought I ain't know how to bipMost of these niggas, they think that I'm feminine'Cause I just walk with a switch (Grr, grr)You see my pockets? Bitch, they fat, the opposite of OzempicLil Uzi Vert, yeahYou know I still be in them trenches (Yeah)You would think Lil Ho my lil' cousin wayI got all this lululemon (Woah)That's for my niggas that be motherfuckin' spinnin'Check on his head and it's pendin' (Phew)Yeah, . 223 barrel be spinnin' (Yeah)Split his head, sour like lemonHuh? What? I'm on a missionI ain't been this lit in a minute (Huh? What?)I ain't been this rich in a minute, band for bandI go digit for digit (Yeah)Yeah, he was a bitch, now he in a zip (Yeah)Damn, we ran out of—, now he don't existBro got a ruler (Ruler) , the end of his stickJumped in the Uber (Uber) , he should've got a Lyft (Woah)Please don't get lifted (Woah)Please don't get lifted (Yeah)Please don't get lifted (Huh?)Please don't get lifted (Woah)Please don't get lifted (Yeah)Please don't get liftedAt the least, thirty right there in my clipI treat the Maybach truck like it's a Lyft (Woah)I'm not the shooter, got mine for protectionI turn to the shooter if he keep deflectionShe was givin' me necklace, I'm missin' my exit (Dang)She was doin' her bestest, I know that she restless (Woah)I'm not the shooter, got mine for protectionI turn to the shooter if he keep deflectionShe was givin' me necklace, I'm missin' my exit (Dang)She was doin' her bestest, I know that she restless(Please don't get lifted, woah)Lil Uzi (Please don't get lifted, yeah)Don't forget a nigga one of the fuckin' greatest ever(Please don't get lifted, huh?)(Please don't get lifted, woah)Tehe, yeah (Please don't get lifted, yeah)Huh? What? Huh? (Please don't get lifted)(Please don't get lifted, woah)Uzi (Please don't get lifted)
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I'm runnin' through shit like
I'm not even really tryna make a hit
Most of these niggas, they talk out they lip
'Til you pull up right there with the fully, the fully
I never go less than forty my wrist
I never go less than. 40 my hip
I never go less than thirty my stick
I treat the Maybach truck like it's a Lyft
Please don't get lifted
Please don't get lifted (Woah)
Please don't get lifted (Yeah)
Please don't get lifted (Huh?)
Please don't get lifted (Woah)
Please don't get lifted (Yeah)
Please don't get lifted
At the least, thirty right there in my clip
I treat the Maybach truck like it's a Lyft
Please don't get lifted
Please don't get lifted
Bro spun the opps so much, yeah, they don't exist
We got the V on the tech, yeah
Spin out the Honda, it drift (Skrrt)
She thought I really wasn't on shit
Thought I ain't know how to bip
Most of these niggas, they think that I'm feminine
'Cause I just walk with a switch (Grr, grr)
You see my pockets? Bitch, they fat, the opposite of Ozempic
Lil Uzi Vert, yeah
You know I still be in them trenches (Yeah)
You would think Lil Ho my lil' cousin way
I got all this lululemon (Woah)
That's for my niggas that be motherfuckin' spinnin'
Check on his head and it's pendin' (Phew)
Yeah, . 223 barrel be spinnin' (Yeah)
Split his head, sour like lemon
Huh? What? I'm on a mission
I ain't been this lit in a minute (Huh? What?)
I ain't been this rich in a minute, band for band
I go digit for digit (Yeah)
Yeah, he was a bitch, now he in a zip (Yeah)
Damn, we ran out of—, now he don't exist
Bro got a ruler (Ruler) , the end of his stick
Jumped in the Uber (Uber) , he should've got a Lyft (Woah)
Please don't get lifted (Woah)
Please don't get lifted (Yeah)
Please don't get lifted (Huh?)
Please don't get lifted (Woah)
Please don't get lifted (Yeah)
Please don't get lifted
At the least, thirty right there in my clip
I treat the Maybach truck like it's a Lyft (Woah)
I'm not the shooter, got mine for protection
I turn to the shooter if he keep deflection
She was givin' me necklace, I'm missin' my exit (Dang)
She was doin' her bestest, I know that she restless (Woah)
I'm not the shooter, got mine for protection
I turn to the shooter if he keep deflection
She was givin' me necklace, I'm missin' my exit (Dang)
She was doin' her bestest, I know that she restless
(Please don't get lifted, woah)
Lil Uzi (Please don't get lifted, yeah)
Don't forget a nigga one of the fuckin' greatest ever
(Please don't get lifted, huh?)
(Please don't get lifted, woah)
Tehe, yeah (Please don't get lifted, yeah)
Huh? What? Huh? (Please don't get lifted)
(Please don't get lifted, woah)
Uzi (Please don't get lifted)
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