Music Video
Original Uzi (4 of Us)
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Uzi Vert
Lead Vocals
Ike Beatz
Programming
Maaly Raw
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ivison Smith
Songwriter
Jamaal Henry
Songwriter
Symere Woods
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ike Beatz
Producer
Maaly Raw
Producer
Kesha Lee
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
****, I tucked the burner
Don't wanna fuck, I swerve her
That be that, bye-bye, birdie
My new lil bitch, she 30
Diamonds on wrists is hurting
Pull up on you, ****, 4 of us, 4 of us
4 of us, 4 of us, 4 of us
[Verse 2]
Cuban wrist, now I'm colder
Hey, diamonds on me, now I'm colder
Hey, getting money so I'm older
Hey, getting paper, now I'm bolder
[Verse 3]
Wait, jump in the GTR, yeah
Drive it, drive it like it's stolen, wow
Fuck that bitch, hit record
Yeah, flash on so she know it, yeah
[Verse 4]
She know it, she know it, she know it
Diamonds so big in the Rollie
Jump in my whip, do a donut
[Verse 5]
Cop behind me, I won't slow up
Taking Xanax till I throw up
Where you from, ****? I'm throwing up
Pull up on you, ****, 4 of us, 4 of us
4 of us, 4 of us, 4 of us
[Verse 6]
****, I tucked the burner
Don't wanna fuck, I swerve her
That be that, bye-bye, birdie
My new lil bitch, she 30
Diamonds on wrists is hurting
Drinking that clean like dirty
Yeah, huh, wait (Skrrt)
[Verse 7]
Pull up that whip with curtains, yeah
Pull up that whip with curtains, yeah
When it rain, you know that umbrella right in the door, yeah
[Verse 8]
Fucked with your girl, she like water, yeah
No, I do not wanna keep her, hey
That be the end of the story
[Verse 9]
****, ****, I tucked the burner
Don't wanna fuck, I swerve her
That be that, bye-bye, birdie
My new lil bitch, she 30
Diamonds on wrists is hurting
Pull up on you, ****, 4 of us, 4 of us
4 of us, 4 of us, 4 of us
[Verse 10]
****, I tucked the burner
Don't wanna fuck, I swerve her
That be that, bye-bye, birdie
My new lil bitch, she 30
Diamonds on wrists is hurting
Pull up on you, ****, 4 of us, 4 of us
4 of us, 4 of us, yeah
[Verse 11]
My pockets, they stick out like a brick (What)
Your pocket, yeah, they light like a feather
Yeah, I don't cheat (What)
Me and my girl fuck bitches together, yeah
[Verse 12]
I wear jackets no matter the weather
Rock that red Balmain leather
I be thinking life is a set up, yo
Better go out with Barreta, huh, yeah
[Verse 13]
Gotta pull out in this metal
You a get popped just like Kelly
But I want world peace just like Meta
[Verse 14]
Wait, counting cheese, that's a feta
Yeah, she light-skin when I'm redder
Wait, that's your bitch, ****, better get her
'Cause my picture all on her header
[Verse 15]
On Twitter, on Twitter, on Twitter, on Twitter
Better get your bitch, ****, I'll rip her
Had her up on my bed and I flip her
[Verse 16]
Yeah, wet like Flipper
Yeah, wet like dippers
What? In my slippers
Yeah, did I mention?
[Verse 17]
Yeah, now she with me
She get attached and I clip it
Rick Owen boots with the zippers
[Verse 18]
Okay, you hip, but I'm hipper
Shoot with that missile, won't miss you
She suck my dick and go kiss you
On the real, that is the issue, yeah
[Verse 19]
****, I tucked the burner
Don't wanna fuck, I swerve her
That be that, bye-bye, birdie
My new lil bitch, she 30
Diamonds on wrists is hurting
Pull up on you, ****, 4 of us, 4 of us
4 of us, 4 of us, 4 of us
[Verse 20]
****, I tucked the burner
Don't wanna fuck, I swerve her
That be that, bye-bye, birdie
My new lil bitch, she 30
Diamonds on wrists is hurting
Pull up on you, ****, 4 of us, 4 of us
4 of us, 4 of us, 4 of us
Written by: Ike Beatz, Lil Uzi Vert, Maaly Raw
