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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Uzi Vert
Vocals
Kesha Lee
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harold Harper
Songwriter
Robert Amos Remming
Songwriter
Symere Woods
Songwriter
Donald E Cannon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Harold Harper
Producer
Kesha Lee
Recording Engineer
Frank Holland
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Benjamin Thomas
Mixing Engineer
Cannon
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Pull up, if you're really with it
Pull up, if you're really with it
Pull up, if you're really with the shits
Pull up, if you're really with the shits
Uzi
Uzi
Wake up
If you're really with the shits
Uzi, not again
You're never gonna change
[Verse 1]
Yeah, first of all, I fuck eight bitches a day
How could you ever say Lil Uzi gay?
Fuck four of 'em raw, fuck four of 'em safe
Think I'm splittin' the offer for you to debate
Don't want no pussy, want oral today
Pull out your tongue and just twirl it, babe
She lick on my Backwood and pearl it, baby
Diamond so wet like a swirly, babe
Got more than a .40
If I pulled out a TEC with my borin' shit
If I point and you pourin', we pourin' shit
I fuck your bitch on cam like a porno flick
I put diamonds everywhere, that more than wrist
Out late broke, now I'm mornin' rich
Brand new foreign, now I'm floorin' it
Dopе head broke, no ignorin' it
[PreChorus]
I'ma let you know
I ain't worried 'bout nothin', 'cause I'ma keep gettin' this guap
Moolah, bands, money, whatever you call it, fetty
I tell you got time to worry 'bout me
Not only is you a fan, but you ain't gettin' no money
[Chorus]
Flooded the face, matted the Wraith
Got a new house, unlimited space
It was just hard, now my life great
Now that lil girl gonna do what I say
Diamond like lake, water like sink
Pocket on Brinks, pull up in tank
Pull up in coupe, who wanna race?
Smokin' that gas, don't hit the brakes
[Chorus]
Flooded the face, matted the Wraith
Got a new house, unlimited space
It was just hard, now my life great
Now that lil girl gonna do what I say
Diamond like lake, water like sink
Pocket on Brinks, pull up in tank
Pull up in coupe, who wanna race?
Smokin' that gas, don't hit the brakes
[Verse 2]
Diamond my Rollie, diamond my Patek
This a AP and the hand automatic
Whippin' that white in the kitchen, Bob Saget
Whippin' it slow, need to whip it lil faster
I got the swag, one fashionable bastard
Rock out my jean, they tight leather, Mick Jagger
You think you fly, but your swag attract maggots
They want my sauce because I'm a chick magnet
Hide the work in my hat and I pull out a rabbit
Romaine the lettuce, I trap out the cabbage
All of my weapons, them bitches automatic
I do not fuck with no semi-automatic
Girl, don't call my name, you know call me Daddy
I was off a Xanny, woke up like, "What happened?"
All these ****, they be lyin', they be cappin'
I just pulled up to the bank and started laughin'
[PreChorus]
Started laughin'
They stayed laughin'
Stayed at it
I paved at it
Was brave at it
Stay stackin'
New Aston
[Chorus]
Flooded the face, matted the Wraith
Got a new house, unlimited space
It was just hard, now my life great
Now that lil girl gonna do what I say
Diamond like lake, water like sink
Pocket on Brinks, pull up in tank
Pull up in coupe, who wanna race?
Smokin' that gas, don't hit the brakes
[Chorus]
Flooded the face, matted the Wraith
Got a new house, unlimited space
It was just hard, now my life great
Now that lil girl gonna do what I say
Diamond like lake, water like sink
Pocket on Brinks, pull up in tank
Pull up in coupe, who wanna race?
Smokin' that gas, don't hit the brakes
[Outro]
Skrrt off, skrrt off
Skrrt off, skrrt off
Skrrt off, skrrt off
Skrrt off, skrrt off
Uzi
Written by: Donald E Cannon, Harold Harper, Robert Amos Remming, Symere Woods