Now, I don't think it's just the drugs talking, but I really think this shit gon' work What you think? Um, I don't know, it might Man, I'm tired as fuck But anyways, um Did you see that video, on Instagram? Man, what video? It had me dying But, yeah Don't think I didn't see your Chanel shoes Man, them shit's horrible Hey, hey I think it'll work! Did you fall asleep? Uzi! Of course its gon' work And what a lovely morning (Alarm clock) Uzi, wake your ass up Ayy I told that bitch I count my cake, bitch, get out my face 45 on my waist, boy, get out my way (DP on the beat) Goyard on my waist, boy, you ain't got taste Now I'm getting cake, now your bitch gon' let me Like oh God damn, that's the bitch that I want Oh God damn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7AM, I was fucking your love 11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch Like oh God damn, that's the bitch that I want Oh God damn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7AM, I was fucking your love 11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch Like oh God damn, that's the bitch that I want Oh God damn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7AM, I was fucking your love 11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch Like I lost a lot of friends, but who give a fuck? I got the money, now that's all that I want She ate me for lunch (yeah), feel like 2Pac, I'm a thug (oh, yeah) Know some Crips and Bloods Xannies, brought them drugs (oh, yeah) Got a lot of people banking on me (yeah) Tell me why these niggas always hating on me (oh, yeah) Coming home, they be waiting on me Like, jump off my dick, all that faking homie Like oh God damn, that's the bitch that I want Oh God damn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7AM, I was fucking your love 11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch Like oh God damn, that's the bitch that I want Oh God damn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7AM, I was fucking your love 11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch Like, fuck nigga, like, can you leave me 'lone? Made a million by myself, yeah, that be my song Like, yeah, I rock designer when I'm in my zone Yeah, I fucked your mama, I'm on my VLONE Said I'm higher than a drone, boy, you is my clone Your mama a crackhead, I sold that bitch some stones Now these bitches want me, I feel like I'm Mike Jones 281 330 8004 Catch me lean spilling while I'm lane switching Drop the top, cocaine ceiling Backwood, propane pilling Say my name in it, now your chain missing (Lil Uzi) Had a lot of friends and a lot of homies Now I'm higher, now they all salty Tell them niggas get the fuck up off me Now I'm higher, now they all salty Like oh God damn, that's the bitch that I want Oh God damn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7AM, I was fucking your love 11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch Like oh God damn, that's the bitch that I want Oh God damn, diamonds all on my fronts Like 7AM, I was fucking your love 11AM, you took that bitch right to brunch, ayy