Lyft Em Up

Yeah Yeah I'm runnin' through shit, yeah, yeah I'm runnin' through shit like I'm not even really tryna make a hit Most of these niggas, they talk out they lip 'Til you pull up right there with the .40, the .40 I never go less than 40 my wrist I never go less than .40 my hip I never go less than 30 my stick I treat the Maybach truck like it's a Lyft Please don't get lifted Please don't get lifted (whoa) Please don't get lifted (yeah) Please don't get lifted (huh?) Please don't get lifted (whoa) Please don't get lifted (yeah) Please don't get lifted At the least, 30 right there in my clip I treat the Maybach truck like it's a Lyft Please don't get lifted, please don't get lifted Bro spun the opps so much, yeah, they don't exist We got the V on the tech, yeah, spin out the Honda, it drift (skrrt) She thought I really wasn't on shit, thought I ain't know how to bip Most of these niggas, they think that I'm feminine 'cause I just walk with a switch You see my pockets? Bitch, they fat, the opposite of Ozempic Lil Uzi Vert, yeah, you know I still be in them trenches (yeah) You would Lil Ho my lil' cousin way I got all this lululemon (whoa) That's for my niggas that be motherfuckin' spinnin', check on his head and it's pendin' Yeah, .223 barrel be spinnin' (yeah), split his head, sour like lemon Huh, what? I'm on a mission, I ain't been this lit in a minute (huh, what?) I ain't been this rich in a minute, band for band, I go digit for digit (yeah) Yeah, he was a bitch, now he in a zip (yeah) Damn, we ran out of -, now he don't exist Bro got a ruler (ruler), the end of his stick Jumped in the Uber (Uber), he should've got a Lyft (whoa) Please don't get lifted (whoa) Please don't get lifted (yeah) Please don't get lifted (huh?) Please don't get lifted (whoa) Please don't get lifted (yeah) Please don't get lifted At the least, 30 right there in my clip I treat the Maybach truck like it's a Lyft (whoa) I'm not the shooter, got mine for protection I turn to the shooter if he keep deflection She was givin' me necklace, I'm missin' my exit (dang) She was doin' her bestest, I know that she restless (whoa) I'm not the shooter, got mine for protection I turn to the shooter if he keep deflection She was givin' me necklace, I'm missin' my exit (dang) She was doin' her bestest, I know that she restless (Please don't get lifted, whoa) Lil Uzi (please don't get lifted, yeah) Don't forget a nigga one of the fuckin' greatest ever (please don't get lifted, huh) (Please don't get lifted, whoa) (Please don't get lifted, yeah) yeah (Please don't get lifted) huh, what, huh? It's Lil Uzi Vert (please don't get lifted, whoa)