[Hook: Lil Uzi Vert]
Trappin' work, bando
Money callin', bank roll
Always ballin', I flex ho
I got all this damn dough (yeah!)
I got all this damn dough
I got all this damn dough
I got all this damn dough
I got all this damn dough
[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Margiela, n***a
That be the hyped up
He said that n***a
Take her from my block (no way!)
That be a lie
I pull out the strap
With infrared beam
And turn that b**h n***a to cyclops
Jesus piece
With the praying hands, they cost a grip
Gotcha main b**h all on Lil Uzi dick
I whip and I whip
I sip and I sip
Coordinating some b**hes on that pack
Now they all up in my mitt
I'ma ride up in the semi
I just talked to Kur and he riding out with me
Kickin' your door if you owe me all the Benji's
Clip big as hell, so that old ho like a 50 piece
b**h n***a tendencies
You not a friend of me
You are not one of me
You are my enemy
Gettin' that chopper got b**h on me
That b**h go "blaww"
I'm kickin' the sh** with my squad like we playing soccer
I'm getting that money, to a fifty and hundred
I'm trappin' and trappin'
These n***as look at me like I am their father
[Hook: Lil Uzi Vert + Kur]
Trappin' work, bando
Money callin', bank roll
Always ballin', I flex ho
I got all this damn dough (yeah!)
I got all this damn dough
I got all this damn dough (Uh, uh, uh!)
I got all this damn dough (Uh!)
I got all this damn dough
[Verse 2: Kur]
Shout-out to Molly, shout-out to me
Wait! Shout-out to Phil with the lean
Before I was rappin' had low self esteem
Now I got bad b**hes all on they knees
Now I f** b**hes that wear Maybelline
Can't make this up, this sh**'s not make believe
Dre in the bushes, he plottin' on n***as
Oh my God he got a chop' with a beam!
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And s**in' dick, what the f** do you mean?
Kur is so dirty, Kur is so broke
Stupid lil' b**h I got knots in my jeans!
Same old b**h that was callin' me ugly!
Look at her now, That b**h mouthing me clean
I know my n***as ain't coppin' no pleas
None of y'all n***as can't stop for my team!
Uh! Get what we want
Stuntin' on b**hes that front
b**h can I f**? "No, you must wait a month"
Come on lil' ho are you dumb?
I do it big like I'm Pun
All of these rappers my sons, uh
'case you ain't know, that b**h you love
Me and her we've ran a train, uh
Made her our ho
Boys know I got 'em, it was all love from the start
Never show love in the dark, always show love in the light
We mix the lean with the Sprite
Yo' b**h ain't spendin' the night
Yo' b**h not even my type
f**ed her so you could get mad!
I f**ed her now you wanna fight, hah!
[Hook: Lil Uzi Vert]
Trappin' work, bando
Money callin', bank roll
Always ballin', I flex ho
I got all this damn dough (yeah!)
I got all this damn dough
I got all this damn dough
I got all this damn dough
I got all this damn dough