[Lil Uzi Vert & Matt OX]
(Oogie Mane, he killed it)
I'm Working on Dying
Bro got the 9, I got the four tucked (Four tucked)
Niggas wanna keep talkin', they gotta show us (Yeah, show us)
Pull up in a Rolls same color as pour-up (Whoa)
Told her bend right over, do the toe-touch
An Aventador, my doors might lift when I show enough (Skrrt)
I pull up in a Lam', it's not a Lotus (Yeah, vroom)
I see my opps again, I gotta load up (Grrah, faa)
I got a demon in my engine, I did a donut (Skrrt)
Oh no, no, no, not you again
Baby girl, yeah, you a ten
On the real, yeah, you a ten
But you cannot pay your rent
Got her rubbin' on my skin
Sing to her like Boyz II Men
Tired of her, give her to my friend
Then I proceed to her twin (Okay)
This a UZI, not a MAC, I got no pin (Pin)
Bet you couldn't tell the difference and that girl a gem (A gem)
Gucci pants come out the Gucci store, come with a hem (Hem)
My pants, they so tight, don't know if they for her or him (Or him)
Niggas want my style, I got some swag that you can lend (Lend)
Balenciaga with the Prada, still rock Phillip Lim (Uh)
Louis bandana tied around my chin (Damn)
Gosha socks pulled up all the way to my shin (Damn)
Yes, I'm off a 30, psych, nah, I just took three 10s
We rock spinners, we rock spinners on my rims (Uh)
You sucker niggas doin' it, these niggas don't wanna win (Uh)
And I won't fold, I won't bend
An Aventador, my doors might lift when I show enough (Yeah, what?)
I pull up in a Lam', it's not a Lotus (Uh)
I see my opps again, I gotta load up (Grrah, faa)
I got a demon in my engine, I did a donut (Yeah)
Oh no, no, no, not you again
Baby girl, yeah, you a ten
On the real, yeah, you a ten
But you cannot pay your rent
Got her rubbin' on my skin
Sing to her like Boyz II Men
Tired of her, give her to my friend
Then I proceed to her twin (Lil Uzi)
I don't drink lean, but pour that four-up (Four-up)
I get so high that I might throw up (Ayy, ayy)
They keep judging me, but I'm like so what? (What, so?)
Yeah, let's get geeked, girl let's load up (Ayy)
I bet these niggas never thought I'd blow up (Ayy)
Yeah, saw my check but I get more bucks (Woah)
That nigga mad because his bitch still chose us (Chose us)
I got her tweaking on the six, she goin' nuts (Goin' up, goin' up)
Yeah, she goin' nuts (Goin' up, goin' up)
She said "How the diamonds on your neck so polar?" (Ooh, ooh)
Baby, my ice on my neck can't get no colder (Burr)
I'm from outer space, top of my wraith so solar
An Aventador, my doors might lift when I show enough (What?)
I pull up in a Lam', it's not a Lotus (Yeah, vroom)
I see my opps again, I gotta load up (Faa)
I got a demon in my engine, I did a donut (Skrr)
Oh no, no, no, not you again
Baby girl, yeah, you a ten
On the real, yeah, you a ten
But you cannot pay your rent (No, no)
Got her rubbin' on my skin
Sing to her like Boyz II Men (Yeah, yeah)
Tired of her, give her to my friend
Then I proceed to her twin
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