text: A nino, there aint no Uzi, cause Uzi doing his thing
  I dont know what happened
  They tryna kill me, talkin bout I got a hunnid bands
  Talk about a hunnid bands, tryna kill me
  Look what the fuck you be startin
  Hunnid bands now Lil Uzi be the target
  They ask me am Im scared: hardly
  Cause my Uzi hold a 100 round cartridge
  Look what the fuck you have started
  Hunnid bands now Lil Uzi be the target
  They ask me am Im scared: hardly
  Cause my Uzi hold a 100 round cartridge
  Why ya niggas hatin on me?
  I got Glock, I got a drum on the Tommy
  And my boxers be from Tommy
  Got your bitch on me, she wanna guard me
  She love a nigga cause Im flexin
  Yeah, I flex, yeah Im flexin, Im finessin
  I got cash out the honcho
  Got your bitch on my dick, plug a honcho
  Got that money from Ricardo
  Im plugged up in Columbia with Ricardo
  And I met his brother Pablo
  I got so much cash, cocaine cargo
  Yous a hater, your bitch love me
  You be hatin on Lil Uzi, she wanna fuck me
  She suck my dick and eat my nut up
  Talkin shit, you catch a hunnid fists of uppercuts
  Look what the fuck you be startin
  Hunnid bands now Lil Uzi be the target
  They ask me am Im scared: hardly
  Cause my uzi hold a 100 round cartridge
  Look what the fuck you have started
  Hunnid bands now Lil Uzi be the target
  They ask me am Im scared: hardly
  Cause my uzi hold a 100 round cartridge
  Countin bands with my eyes closed
  I got so much money, count it with my eyes closed
  Thats ya bitch, but that be my hoe
  I make it rain, thunderstorm, grab a poncho
  Versace and only Cartier
  Got your bitch on my dick you know the problem ya
  Im grilled up like Im from Texas
  Now every bitch you fuck was probably my ex
  She love Uzi cause he crazy
  Spit the Uzi, spit the Uzi, hold 380
  90s but like Eddy baby
  I fucked so much I got like 80 babies
  I whip that shit, yeah I go crazy
  I whip the magic in the kitchen with the gravy
  In New York, they say Im wavy
  I fucked your bitch, Im sleepin now, Im lazy