Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Uzi Vert
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lyle Leduff
Songwriter
Nicole Miglis
Songwriter
Paul Garonzik
Songwriter
Symere Woods
Songwriter
Zachary Tetreault
Songwriter
Trayer Clancy Tryon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lyle Leduff
Producer
Pro Logic
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ayy, Lil Uzi Vert, ayy
Ayy, Baby Pluto
[Verse 2]
Yeah, what?
Took your girl, now you can't find her
Yeah, she in my kitchen, whip it up like Benihana (What? What?)
Yeah, she roll with me 'cause I'm known to stack the commas (Yeah)
She will not play me every time I try to holler
Come this way, come this way, yeah
Come this way, come this way, yeah
Come this way, come this way, yeah
Come this way, come this way, yeah
[Verse 3]
Boy, I get so fly that I could've been a stylist (Yeah)
Undercover tee and Goyard all on my wallet (What?)
What I spent on Wang, could've sent my bitch to college (Ayy)
Alexander McQueen, Number (N)ine my jeans
Yeah, I'm lookin' oh so clean, oh, uh, yeah, I get it now
These girls like the way I dress, so these **** wanna steal my style
Never really cared, but these **** tryna kill my style
I'm not talkin' 'bout them ****, there's too many girls around (Shh)
There's too many girls around
She don't want me, then the world go 'round (Yeah)
Take a bath in the money, bitch, roll around
For you she's going up, for me she's going down (Down)
Yeah, going down, slow it down (Hey)
Know she cook like Benihana so she throwin' down (Throwin' down)
I'm the shit and she know it now
Told her come this way and she turned around (Yeah)
[Verse 4]
Yeah, what?
Took your girl, now you can't find her
Yeah, she in my kitchen, whip it up like Benihana (What? What? What?)
Yeah, she roll with me 'cause I'm known to stack the commas (Yeah)
She will not play me every time I try to holler
Come this way, come this way, yeah
Come this way, come this way, yeah
Come this way, come this way, yeah
Come this way, come this way, yeah
[Verse 5]
Smokin' on some high dream
Got my eyes red, I might need some Visine (Yeah)
Yeah, swervin' in a Lambo', not a i8 (Not a motherfuckin' i8)
Yeah, I keep stuffin' money in my safe, it will not close, yeah (Woah)
Move like a soldier
I throw my bows, yeah, like the Magnolia, yeah (Magnolia)
You can not hold her, yeah (Why?)
Diamonds got colder like it's pneumonia (Water)
Move around with a badder chick (Yeah)
She a shooter, yeah, you know she got a felony (Jeez)
I ain't with that tellin' shit, swear it ain't shit you could tell on me (Ayy)
He be hatin' 'cause where I am he will never be (Come on, girl)
[Verse 6]
What?
Took your girl, now you can't find her
Yeah, she in my kitchen, whip it up like Benihana (What? What? What?)
Yeah, she roll with me 'cause I'm known to stack the commas (Yeah)
She will not play me every time I try to holler
Come this way, come this way, yeah
Come this way, come this way, yeah
Come this way, come this way, yeah
Come this way, come this way, yeah
[Verse 7]
Ayy, Lil Uzi Vert, ayy
Yeah, Baby Pluto, yeah, woah
Written by: Symere Woods