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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Uzi Vert
Vocals
Brandon Finessin
Programming
Cubeatz
Programming
Abdul-aziz Manalla Yusuf
Programming
AXL
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Symere Bysil Woods
Songwriter
Abdul-aziz Manalla Yusuf
Songwriter
Brandon Veal
Songwriter
Kevin Gomringer
Songwriter
Tim Gomringer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nigo
Producer
Brandon Finessin
Producer
Cubeatz
Producer
Don Cannon
Mixing Engineer
Benjamin Thomas
Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Abdul-aziz Manalla Yusuf
Producer
AXL
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
(AXL)
Ready
Been there, ready
Lil Uzi, baow
Lil Uzi, been there (Aye, Brandon, man, why you do that?)
Baow, baow
Been there
Been there, been there, been there
Been there, baow, been there
Been there, skrrt (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I don't think they ready (Yeah)
And I know she know me, I push foreigns like they Chevys (What?)
She fuck with my opps, she do that shit to be petty (What? Petty, to be what?)
I still get the top in the club, bitch, I'm too deady (Yeah)
This Moncler I got on heavy (Woo)
[Verse 1]
Heavy, heavy, heavy (Woo)
Cullinan, that Rolls-Royce truck (She called me in that Rolls-Royce truck, skrrt)
Heavy, heavy, heavy
Ain't nobody fly as us (Fly as us, yeah)
Heavy, heavy (Fly as us), heavy (Fly as us)
And you know I got it tucked
Heavy (Grrah, baow), heavy (Harriet Tubman), Glocky (Harriet Tubman, baow, yeah)
[Verse 2]
"Look in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane!"
Nah, I'm on a jet
Why would I ever respond to a lame? (Why?)
Yeah, he ain't put a check
Pussy ass **** better stay in his lane (Lane)
Yeah, before he get wet (Yeah)
I done fuck around and wear all my chains and I still got space for 'em around my neck
Get four-cut and rose, can't do baguettes, I done put on my vest (Yeah)
Can't trust him, put a .30 in my TEC
I done made thirty more Ms with Des
More money, more problems, that's on my desk
I'm a young ****, sometimes I stress
Get a **** dropped, then I stress less
They ain't on my head, man, they on my dick (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I don't think they ready (I don't think they ready)
And I know she know me, I push foreigns like they Chevys (Word)
She fuck with my opps, she do that shit to be petty (What?)
I still get the top in the club, bitch, I'm too deady
This Moncler, I got on heavy (Got on heavy)
Heavy, heavy, heavy
Cullinan, that Rolls-Royce truck (Cullinan, that Rolls-Royce truck)
Heavy, heavy, heavy
[Verse 3]
I got one eye open steady (Steady)
Countin' up the fetty (Yeah)
Whippin' up that Crocker and we servin' out that Betty (Yeah)
Man, this .30 way too heavy (Woah)
Glocky hold it steady (Steady)
Pull up in twin Lambos, I'm with Bubba like they Chevys
[Verse 4]
I don't think that bitch was ready (Wha- what?)
Spent five hunnid thousand at Starlet's, my heart got heavy (Yeah)
Then I thought about it, that money was just so petty (Oh)
I ain't want no pussy, baby, just give me the headie (Yeah)
I done found my opp location just right off the ready
I can pay for the whole hit, that's only if you let me
Voodoo lady prayed over me just so she could bless me
I know it's a couple **** out here wanna test me
Put a check on him, I'm in Miami on the jet skis
[Verse 5]
I don't think she ready (Ready)
She fuck with my opps, do that to be petty
Pull up in that drop, just like it's a Chevy
I still get that top in the club, bitch, I'm too deady
[Chorus]
This Moncler, I got on heavy (Got on heavy)
Heavy, heavy, heavy
Cullinan, that Rolls-Royce truck (Cullinan, that Rolls-Royce truck)
Heavy, heavy, heavy, heavy
[Outro]
Yeah
Huh, what?
Lil Uzi
Written by: Abdul-aziz Manalla Yusuf, Brandon Veal, Kevin Gomringer, Symere Bysil Woods, Tim Gomringer