text: Oh my God, what is this? An L beat?
  Free Uzi, yeah
  This an L beat
  Yeah, I remember when that girl didnt need me
  I didn’t have no money and I couldnt find out whats the reason 
  Now that ho back on my team ’cause my neck wet like a squeegee 
  We served them packs in the net, we get them racks like Serena, uh 
  Yeah, the sun out so my boys gonna trap today
  When you get money? Every day, like Saturday 
  Niggas lyin, yeah, he stuck with a cappin face
  Niggas rattin, they get hit with the MAC today 
  This my I-dont-even-know-um-what-happened face
  Grandma in the kitchen still singin Happy Days 
  I just popped a G6, Im in my happy place
  She was trippin’, had to ask her, What Perc’ you take? 
  I can make your lil’ bitch just wanna percolate
  Sex first then we can have a after-date 
  Gave me head til my shit, um, decapitate
  Look me in my eye and do, um, that nasty face 
  Make it rain in the club like a nasty day
  Told em that Im comin’, oh, no ejaculate
  Pastry, pocket, boy, you not havin cake
  Fuck that overcoat and I swear your jacket late
  Bro just made his money back off a half a plate
  Rollie cost me forty thousand, thats half the face
  I remember when them niggas all laughed at me
  Portfolios, now they all bring they apps to me
  Wish before me that my bitch practiced abstinence
  Wishes dont come true until you just practice it
  Niggas broke? Never, ho, bitch, we havin it
  Yes, we spendin it, but you know we stackin it 
  I was steppin on the beat, took a nap on it
  If she shake her ass, you know Im gon slap on it
  She was suckin my dick right on her knees
  Her mama bust in, she said, Girl, what is happenin?
  She said, Baby, you know your dad a panther?
  She said, Mama, Im just doin the Kaepernick
  Frito-Lay, yeah, you know that Im stackin chips
  Got a tattooed face so you cant see my blasphemy
  Its some niggas that really just wan blast at me
  But you know I got some niggas that blast for me
  Im not tall, but I ball like a athlete
  Count my money, yeah, I turn to a mathlete
  Had to get my business together 
  I had three million in taxes 
  I got it all off on this level 
  They said its three million thats missin
  I aint say nothin, I stayed level 
  Couple dolls on me, say, Hey, yellow
  This that my-money-gon-stay level 
  I dont give a fuck, Ima stay rebel 
  Backwood on me, bitch, you stay rello 
  I got my metal so stay mellow
  Got them boulders, my neck wont see a pebble 
  I can make your lil bitch just wanna percolate
  Sex first then we can have a after-date
  Gave me head til my shit, um, decapitate
  Look me in my eye and do, um, that nasty face 
  Make it rain in the club like a nasty day
  Told em that Im comin, oh, no ejaculate
  Pastry pocket, boy, you not havin cake
  Fuck that overcoat and I swear your jacket late
  Bro just made his money back off a half a plate
  Rollie cost me forty thousand, thats half the face
  I remember when them niggas all laughed at me
  Portfolios, now they all bring they apps to me
  Wish before me that my bitch practiced abstinence
  Wishes dont come true until you just practice it
  Niggas broke? Never, ho, bitch, we havin it
  Yes, we spendin it, but you know we stackin it
  Foreign car, make your bitch wanna hop in it 
  Dont know my name, but she start givin top in it
  Lil Uzi make these bitches wan flock in it
  Wonton, flood the block with some Wock in it
  They saw us comin so they all just start hop the fence
  Gang Wang, yeah, you know you get shot in it
  Alexander Wang, bitch, I came from poverty
  Got a plug, bring that shit right from Providence
  Kill a opp, now my boys gonna hibernate
  Sike, nah, they back on it the next day
  The reason he died cause that boy gon hesitate
  Nigga, you started this shit, Im just, Lets play
  She suck on my dick til that bitch gon regurgitate
  She tellin you that she never even heard of me
  I cant trust none of these niggas, might turn on me
  Im still a millionaire, this shit not hurtin me 
  But its hurtin you 
  And I know the truth
  I still watch Big Bang Theory, thats the nerd in me
  I remember when your ass was just swervin me
  Please keep that same energy with the urgency
  Im liftin these big ol stacks like my name Hercules
  Bulletproof on my tank, thats my insurgency
  These old niggas wanna rob me like a burglary 
  I can make your lil bitch just wanna percolate
  Sex first then we can have a after-date 
  Gave me head til my shit, um, decapitate
  Look me in my eye and do, um, that nasty face 
  Make it rain in the club like a nasty day
  Told em that Im comin, oh, no ejaculate 
  Pastry, pocket, boy, you not havin cake
  Fuck that overcoat and I swear your jacket late 
  Bro just made his money back off a half a plate
  Rollie cost me forty thousand, thats half the face
  I remember when them niggas all laughed at me
  Portfolios, now they all bring they apps to me
  Wish before me that my bitch practiced abstinence
  Wishes dont come true until you just practice it
  Niggas broke? Never, ho, bitch, we havin it
  Yes, we spendin it, but you know we stackin it
  Free Uzi