text: So yeaa
  Woah yea
  Let me catch myself
  Yeah yeah yeah
  Im high as hell
  Im high as fuck
  Lil uzi lil uzi
  Woo
  Lil Uzi be stacking his money
  Til that money cannot stack
  I get that money that money yeah
  Count up then run up a rack
  Run up boy run up these racks
  .223 right through these rats
  Ballin in New York in Joan Shepp
  And you still shoppin at Saks 
  Me and your bitch we had sex, then I turned her over
  Me and your bitch we relax, just chill yeah
  Lil Uzi off a flat, yuh
  Beatin you out like Im Jax
  Yuh, servin, all of these motherfuckin zombies
  They all on the line
  Makin the money nigga Im the man
  Chain and the diamonds, the different colors
  It lookin like that beak on Toucan Sam
  Okay Im chillin, the bitches on me and I feel like a villain
  Im poppin a xan, xanny, Im zany I got your bitch on me
  She dont wear no panties
  She just wanna fuck me just wanna suck it
  She just sit on the dick Im so uncomfortable
  I been gettin all this money its ugly
  I get the paper, these niggas be hatin they bitches on me
  And she might start percolatin
  Let me check your credentials
  The Rollie presidential
  Look at the watch and that bitch be a fake
  Im smokin on strong and you smokin on shake
  I am a star like the top of my wrist
  I am a big fan of the um machine because
  I like the Rick Owens they hold the case
  Rocking a Bape mask I wont get ebola
  Mixing in Actavis with the cream soda
  Pushing the Raf throw it off like a floater
  Walking in with suit Goyard briefcase
  Lil Uzi be stacking his money
  Til that money cannot stack
  I get that money that money yeah
  Count up then run up a rack
  Run up boy run up these racks
  .223 right through these rats
  Ballin in New York in Joan Shepp
  And you still shoppin at Saks 
  Me and your bitch we had sex, then I turned her over
  Me and your bitch we relax, just chill
  Lil Uzi off a flat, 
  Beatin you up like Im Jax
  Nine millimeter, put a whole in ya
  Size of a pepperoni on a medium pizza
  I am a creature
  Chop up and sell all the product to you
  You think I is a boss
  I been just gettin all that money, niggas be talkin
  How much do that new um shit cost
  I said these niggas be shoppin they really not shoppin
  They gettin they clothes right from Ross
  All of these diamonds are blessings
  My teeth VVSs, I swear to god I only talk
  Some of my niggas they blood and they crippin
  Feel like Im Mr Cool its not my fault
  Put on my necklace my bracelet
  I swear Im not basic I shine in the dark
  Niggas know that my time comin
  I swear that Im bubblin like when snail hit the salt
  Me and my old bitch we fell a part
  Found a new bitch made her play her part
  Racin this Rari like Mario Kart
  My diamonds yellow it lookin like Voss
  Straight to the ceiling I swear that Im pimpin
  Whippin Bentley, puttin them scrimps in
  Lil Uzi be stacking his money, til that money cannot stack
  I get that money that money yeah
  Count up then run up a rack
  Run up boy run up these racks
  .223 right through these rats
  Ballin in New York in Joan Shepp
  And you still shoppin at Saks 
  Me and your bitch we had sex, then I turned her over
  Me and your bitch we relax, just chill
  Lil Uzi off a flat, 
  Beatin you up like Im Jax