Lyrics

[Intro]
Bitch
Corvette, Corvette
Hop in a motherfuckin' jet like jet
...like that
They be like, "Popp, why you walk like that?
Why you talk like that? Why you walk like that?"
It's Lil Uzi Vert
[Chorus]
I'm off a Addy, I'm up
I don't got no time to relax (Time to relax, yeah)
I turned a two to a four
And I turned a five to a stack (A five to a stack)
I was just down in the bottom
Talkin' the back of the back (The back of the back)
I got this shit out the mud
But they don't wanna talk about that, keep it a stack (Ayy)
[Verse 1]
Know that we exin' you out
If you be movin' too false and that's a fact
**** keep talkin' 'bout lookin' for me
But them **** cappin', they know where I'm at
If I ain't on Norris, then I'm on the 'Vine
11th, Girard to be exact
If I ain't on Norris, then I'm on the 'Vine
11th, Girard to be exact
[Verse 2]
Bitch, it's Lil Uzi Vert
Maybach, Maybach
I'm in the cut and my whip all black
Yes, I blend right in 'cause my paint all matte
And your shorty on my top, man, she need to back, back
I remember she ain't even want me way back
Stay with a hundred racks stuffed (Stuffed, stuffed, stuffed, stuffed, stuffed)
Probably why I walk like that, why I talk like that
I'm off a Perky, I'm up, no, it's no time to relax (No time to relax)
Want me to hit from the front, but I wanna hit from the back (Hit from the back)
I'm a young ****, I'm up, no, it's no higher than that (No higher than that)
****, they talkin' too much, y'all ****, y'all kinda rats (Y'all kinda rats)
Okay, I'm rollin' this Backwood up, y'all smokin' all kinda wraps (What the fuck is that?)
I done put dick in your slut, ain't ask where the condom at (Where the condom at?)
Okay, Popp done pulled up with two bitches, yeah (Skrrt)
Corvette, Corvette (Ayy, ayy)
Hopped out the motherfuckin' jet like that
I was too high and I had jetlag (What?)
And they say, "Uzi, why you talk like that?
Why you walk like that? Why you talk like that?" (Yeah)
Wait, did I swag? It's too easy
I say she too needy, I say she too greedy
She say she always wanna believe me
But every day, she accuse me of the cheatin' (Damn, ayy, yeah)
Me and Popp got a show, bitch, so I'm leavin', bye
[Chorus]
I'm off a Addy, I'm up
I don't got no time to relax (Time to relax)
I turned a two to a four
And I turned a five to a stack (A five to a stack)
I was just down in the bottom
Talkin' the back of the back (The back of the back)
I got this shit out the mud
But they don't wanna talk about that (Wanna talk about that)
[Chorus]
I'm off a Addy, I'm up
I don't got no time to relax (No time to relax)
I turned a two to a four
And I turned a five to a stack (Five to a stack)
I was just down in the bottom
Talkin' the back of the back (The back of the back)
I got this shit out the mud
But they don't wanna talk about that (Wanna talk about that)
[Verse 3]
Fuck all the opps, for real
Yeah, I'm dissin' you, uh
I drop a bag on your head
Just to get rid of you, uh
Bitch, I ain't duckin' no action
You gon' get rid of who?
Me and Tay slidin' on ****
And we got missiles, too
[Chorus]
I'm off a Addy, I'm up
I don't got no time to relax (Time to relax)
I turned a two to a four
And I turned a five to a stack (Five to a stack)
I was just down in the bottom
Talkin' the back of the back
I got this shit out the mud
But they don't wanna talk about that
[Chorus]
I'm off a Addy, I'm up
I don't got no time to relax (Time to relax)
I turned a two to a four
And I turned a five to a stack (Five to a stack)
I was just down in the bottom
Talkin' the back of the back
I got this shit out the mud
But they don't wanna talk about that
Written by: Alberto Nicolás Aponte Castillo, Cooper Vengrove, Danny Snodgras, Omir Bernard, William Daniel Repko
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