text: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what?
  Yeah, what? Yeah, yeah
  Yeah, what? Yeah
  All your jewelry look funny
  All your bitches look funny
  All your money look funny
  No big-face hundreds 
  Yeah, Lil Uzi, huh, 1600 
  Yeah, crib look like the Playboy mansion, got sixteen bunnies 
  Yeah, Im the lover
  Yeah, do what I wanna
  Yeah, dont cop from that nigga right there cause he is a undie 
  Yeah, member they aint love me
  Now these girls wanna hug me
  Only said that cause their boyfriends listenin but these girls wanna fuck me
  Yeah, got the Rari
  Saw the Wraith, run it 
  Run it, run it 
  Run it , run it, yeah
  Now Im on top of the game, I remember I was nothing 
  If I talk to you, girl, man, I swear you lucky
  Ooh, swim in it
  Ooh, let me touch it
  Turn around, girl, let me bust it 
  Running back, running back, rush it
  Yeah, in Atlanta 
  Like Im TJ Duckett 
  Dior suit
  Take the arm and I cuff it 
  Trust no one for nothing 
  Run up and they bust it 
  Take Xans til I stumble 
  Full bars, now I punt em
  Look, she brung her friends, they wanna tumble 
  Talk to mines in the huddle
  All my niggas, they some savages 
  You could leave em in the jungle 
  You could leave em in the desert 
  They some dogs, need a muzzle
  Baby girl, turn around
  I do not wanna cuddle 
  Damn, you wet like a puddle, yeah
  Said, you wet like a puddle, yeah
  And Im feelin myself, what?
  On a molly and an edible
  Now your life is ahead of you 
  No one is ahead of you 
  Mike Tyson, Im impeccable 
  Man, I swear thats what this breadll do 
  Yeah 
  Man, I swear thats what this breadll do 
  She took me in the backroom, said, See what this headll do 
  Run it, run it 
  Bitch, run it
  Hundred thousand in jewelry, yeah
  Told my jeweler run it, ayy
  Why you keep talking bout money? 
  Boy, you aint got no money 
  Why you keep on sneak-dissing? 
  Boy, I am not no dummy 
  Got a white bitch, her name Connie 
  Slide in the Lam like a Johnny 
  In LA TMZ run up on me, kicking the cam like karate
  Yeah, in a Porsche
  She in a Masi 
  She got pictures of me when I was sleep
  Said she want fifteen thousand
  Run it, run it 
  Run it, run it 
  Once I pay that money, ayy
  Lil bitch you is a done-ya, ayy
  Big gun like Im huntin, yeah
  My cousin was choppin them onions, yeah
  Move that shit straight out the oven 
  Went on the block, made a hundred 
  Yeah, went on the block, made a hundred 
  Hundred thousand 
  All of my niggas, they wildin 
  Im a Vlone thug, thats why Im stylish 
  My main girl, I swear that she in college
  She give me brain, thats how I get knowledge 
  In that studio rocking that Alyx 
  Yeah, smokin gas got me high like a pilot 
  Met a girl and she worked at that Follies
  Met a girl that work at Magic City 
  Yeah, the girl at Follies, she got the titties
  The girl at Magic, she got the body
  On the real neither one of them fit me 
  Yeah, neither one of these girls get me, yeah
  They only with me cause I got these hundreds and these fifties, yeah 
  Lil Uzi dont move with no twenties 
  Yeah, funny thing is that you really dont move with money 
  You still move with them tens and them fives 
  You still move with those nickels and dimes 
  You took that girl to, um, meet your mom 
  But I fucked that girl right on the come
  Put them girls all in a line
  Boy, Im not lyin
  Please do not get out of line
  I am a Leo like lion 
  Run it, run it 
  Bitch, run it 
  Hundred thousand in jewelry
  Told my jeweler run it
  Why you keep talking bout money?
  Boy, you aint got no money
  Why you keep on sneak dissing?
  Boy, I am not no dummy 
  Yeah, got the Rari
  Saw the Wraith, run it
  Run it, run it
  Run it, run it