Ah this shit forever I’m Lil Uzi Vert
I can’t stop going
Woah
Rigatoni is not spaghetti
Racks not the same as fetty
Pills in the casa got me deadly
Fucking her off the perc aint ready
Imma do everything you let me
No first class I’m always on jets
Pay everything cash no I don’t do credit
You worrying about statements I’m worrying about checks
Rigatoni is not spaghetti
Racks not the same as fetty
Pills in the casa got me deadly
Fucking her off the perc aint ready
Imma do everything you let me
No first class I’m always on jets
Pay everything cash no I don’t do credit
You worrying about statements I’m worrying about checks
I died and came back
You’re voice don’t sound the same get your range back
When the fuck did they bring these lames back
You said you fucked my bitch (I fucked your bitch too)
But you aint event gone get your chains back
They ran up in your crib and took your platinum plaques
I though that you was bleep what’s up with that
(Woah)
I like the crips cuz the money in my pocket blue
Im with the bloods and they all say suwoop
What you pay for my rent I pay that for my shoes
If you try to diss me that’s a lose lose (lose)
Moncler only since Luv is Rage 2
When I made the first Luv is Rage it was Canadian goose
Im on probation the government hating
Can’t even see my Canadian boo
Im not faking im dressing like im Asian
Don’t care what they say im making it through
Ice on my neck bought my momma a new home
My wrist presidential you anti never seen me with a two-tone
My crib residential but I got two homes
Don’t cheat on my bitch but I still got me two phones
I still see demons in the dark
I still see demons in the dark
Demon engine inside of a Trackhawk
They pretending they don’t speak of any rack talk
Rigatoni is not spaghetti
Racks not the same as fetty
Pills in the casa got me deadly
Fucking her off the perc aint ready
Imma do everything you let me
No first class I’m always on jets
Pay everything cash no I don’t do credit
You worrying about statements I’m worrying about checks
Rigatoni is not spaghetti
Racks not the same as fetty
Pills in the casa got me deadly
Fucking her off the perc aint ready
Imma do everything you let me
No first class I’m always on jets
Pay everything cash no I don’t do credit
You worrying about statements I’m worrying about checks
(How the fuck did you want?) I died and came back
You’re voice don’t sound the same get your range back
When the fuck did they bring these lames back
You said you fucked my bitch (I fucked your bitch too)