歌词
作词 : Symere Woods/Daniel Pérez/Onika Tanya Maraj-Petty/IVISON SMITH/Maurizio Lobina/Gianfranco Randone/Massimo Gabutti
作曲 : Symere Woods/Daniel Pérez/Onika Tanya Maraj-Petty/IVISON SMITH/Maurizio Lobina/Gianfranco Randone/Massimo Gabutti
Uzi (Yeah)
Pink Tape
Lil Uzi
(Bugz Ronin, he gon' run it up)
Yeah
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (What?)
Yes, I'm splashin' in fashion, I can't take no loss (Loss)
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart (Heart)
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car (Skrrt, woah)
I got a Republican doctor (Yeah)
Make my ass great again, MAGA (Woah)
Know you mad now, enchilada
When bitches test me, it get messy like soccer
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (Woah)
Yes, I'm splashin' in fashion, I can't take no loss
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart (No wannabe)
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car (Skrrt)
I got a Republican doctor (Ah)
Make my ass great again, MAGA
Bitch, don't make me whack you, pasta
I'm number one, you could only be dolce, Gabbana
[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
I got a Chinese girl, yeah, she from Shanghai (Ni hao)
She goes to Parsons in New York, got good eye
I know I love her, only saw her two times
I met her at Dover Street Market, good eye
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj & Lil Uzi Vert]
Ayo, even if my name was Natalie, none these bitches still couldn't chin-check me
That's word to Chanel, it ain't nothin' to see, bitches on TV channelin' me
Harajuku Barbie, Roman Zolanski, from Red Ruby to Chun-Li
I put door knocker earrings in Fendi (Oh), then stamped the trench coat Burberry
Where the C-O-M-P-E-T-I-T-I-O-N? Don't see any (Oop)
Sittin' in the stars under city lights (City lights)
Baby daddy tell me I got pretty eyes (Pretty eyes)
Bitches only eatin' when I dust crumbs (Dust crumbs)
I stay with that Uzi, I'm his plus one (Oop)
I was really in the field with Karl Lager' (Oop), now it's Heaven campaigns (R.I.P.)
Check in with Dapper Dan when I'm in Harlem
My niggas'll blow like Virgil
I got that duffel (Heard you), mm
Ooh
Everything we do, you mother****ers do it too
Heavy on it, tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick too
Everything we do, do, do, do, do
[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
These rappers can't dress, yeah, they just be hatin'
I never ratted, but got all the statements
Stopped wearing Kapital 'cause it got basic
I still wear Kapital, Uzi, stop fakin'
I used to wear more Number (N)ine than Asians
I mix the Greg Lauren, purple label
My closet too cluttered, clothes on my table
We wore that Vlone 'til it turned faded
[Interlude: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, I'm the reason why niggas wear them Goyard bags (Yeah)
It was niggas doing it, but I brought that shit to the hood (I started that shit)
And I made that shit all good (I started that shit)
They stalkin' my swag, stalkin' my swag
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (Woah)
Yes, I'm splashin' in fashion, I can't take no loss
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car (Skrrt)
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (Yes)
Yes, I'm splashin' in fashion, I can't take no loss (No)
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car