text: Yeah, yeah
  Lil Uzi
  Lemme see dat
  What up Charlie?
  Twenty bitches dick riding a nigga
  Twenty niggas standing beside of nigga
  Is it good fortune important choices
  Now they all wanna ride with a nigga
  Where was you when I was off in the beginning
  Aint take three stripes for a nigga
  Took me out but now a nigga winnin
  Took me out but now a nigga winnin
  Yall just be hatin on a youngin
  Want collab from a youngin
  But a couple months ago
  Wasnt thinkin bout a youngin 
  What you know about trappin
  On a God damn Monday
  Half an hour got rid of a onion
  Im finessin and Im stuntin 
  You niggas fakin and your bitches bad
  And I dont like you, like your bitchs dad
  Im from the city where everybody wanna be from the north
  Cause they think thats just where the winners at
  And I swear I wanna be where the women at
  Overseas with my team sippin gin and jack
  And most these rappers aint feelin that
  Then again most these rappers be really wack
  And you talk about juugin, but you really trap
  Got nicks and dimes money barely stacked
  And a bitch I fucked over nigga barely tapped
  And I thought you had bars where the coffin at
  Cause you a dead motherfucker, dressed all in black
  Im still a lean head and Im off the act
  Well not right now I aint off the act
  Cause this too crazy to be off the act
  And most these niggas they be soft as crap
  And you get em steamed up now they hard as crack
  Pull up in a Beamer oh you parkin that
  Wait I thought that was yours why you walkin back
  And Im bout to grab the Porsche nigga, horse in back
  Swear to god Im bout to bring flossin back
  And my bitch ass is so soft and fat
  Yeah my bitch ass is so soft and fat
  We on it
  If its bout the money then you know that we on it 
  Money piled up I cant see my opponent
  Look at these oppositions swear to god that they want it
  Look at these oppositions swear to god that they want it
  If its bout the money then you know that we on it
  Money piled up I cant see my opponent
  Look at these oppositions swear to god that they want it
  Look at these oppositions swear to god that they want it
  I got 20 bitches ridin with me
  20 more we all slide-in for free
  Aint tell you I was 43 deep
  22 niggas mobbin with me
  They be mobbin for free
  Oh shit, Giuseppes strapped so dont trip
  This mac invadin my lip
  The pretty girl sip
  The selfie those flicks
  Damn, 20 cameras all on me
  Lil chick like diamond weeks
  Fresh do let it bop with a weave
  Love a lil nigga who will bop on his knees
  And I got a boy who will pay for it all
  Anything I want, lemme get stingy
  I can take trips, I can call whips
  Last name Frank, first name Benji
  If its bout money den Im on it
  Go head, show me my opponent
  If she really want it, tell her she can have it right now
  Never met a queen who was scared to back down
  Who woulda thought that they knew me
  Cause they run me down like Boosie
  Nigga havin dreams he could do me
  Now Im on a track with Lil Uzi
  So they dont like the way I do it, and they hate that Im on top
  Wishin they could fix my brakes, they like damn, she wont stop
  Now that money talk
  I do anything that I want
  Oh, you mad?
  I done made my fuckin way to the front, bitch
  We on it
  If its bout the money then you know that we on it
  Money piled up I cant see my opponent
  Look at these oppositions swear to god that they want it
  Look at these oppositions swear to god that they want it
  If its bout the money then you know that we on it
  Money piled up I cant see my opponent
  Look at these oppositions swear to god that they want it
  Look at these oppositions swear to god that they want it
  If its bout the money then you know that we on it
  Money piled up I cant see no opponent
  Look at these oppositions swear to god that they want it
  Look at these oppositions swear to god that they want it