[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert]
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I just told Mean, “Yeah, we gon be straight”
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He saw me make a million off one damn play
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I let him keep that money (Zaytoven) cause I know he keep it safe (Buddah Bless this beat)
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They aint goin runnin out safe (Bop), we gon put it right in they face (Lets go)
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[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
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Yeah, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Bop)
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Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Yeah)
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Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Bow)
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Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Yeah)
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FNs, Glocks and Dracos, no, we aint got no Rugers tucked (Yeah)
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I dont even play with these niggas when Im sober
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So Im on fuck shit when Im bootin up (Booted up)
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Im stiff in the club, cant loosen up
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Let my Glock in, motherfucker, got tool tucked
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[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
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My niggas shoot shit, my niggas too cut
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Im in the cut gettin sucked by two sluts
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Pay for the hit, kill your favorite shooter
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Then go on vacation, thats the power of the mula
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Elliot diamonds all on the cougar
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I still owe Elliot a little mula
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You dont know Elliot? Bitch, thats my jeweler
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Elliantte, Fante, diamond cooler (Lets go)
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I got a lot whole lot of bands in my pants, they from France
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My girl from Chicago, she said she dont like rappers
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I told her, “Give me a chance”
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This is a Range Rover, this not a Lamb
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Usin a money counter, um, again
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I cannot count it up right with my hands
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You know my gun, it came with hundred round
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Yeah, and the inside, it came with a fan
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Yeah (Brr), yeah (Brr)
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Here I go again (Brr, hello)
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If you try me, we gon have to hit your man
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[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Future]
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Yeah, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Baw)
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Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Yeah)
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Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Baw)
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Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Brr)
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FNs, Glocks and Dracos, no, we aint got no Rugers tucked (Yeah)
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I dont even play with these niggas when Im sober
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So Im on fuck shit when Im bootin up (Booted up)
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Im stiff in the club, cant loosen up
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Let my Glock in, motherfucker, got tool tucked
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Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Yeah, yeah)
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Pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, go up
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[Verse 2: Future]
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You know Im drinkin on sizzurp, yeah
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You know Im fuckin your good girl, yeah
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You know my necklace a blizzard (Count up)
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Niggas tried to go inside the safe, put the gun in they face
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Shootin my shot just like Im Dr. J, billion-dollar play
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I wont talk, yeah, Im too stiff
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Im steppin in the club, got a Glock on my hip
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Drinkin on oil, Im downin my pill
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Count it up, get delirious
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What she gon do for the liberty
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My money got her stiffer than the Statue of Liberty
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Bitches on bitches, Im literally, some of them come from the Middle East
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Drippin, Im spending, yeah, Im the epitome
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Pluto my name and Im bigger than Kennedy
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Ridin round with two lil vibes and I got three Glocks on my side
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Niggas better run, go hide
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You know you gon die if you pop outside
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[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Future]
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Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Pow)
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Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Pow)
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Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Pow)
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Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Yeah, yeah)
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FNs, Glocks and Dracos, no, we aint got no Rugers tucked (Yeah)
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I dont even play with these niggas when Im sober
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So Im on fuck shit when Im bootin up (Geeked up)
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Im stiff in the club, cant loosen up
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Got my Glock in, motherfucker, got tool tucked
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Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up
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[Refrain: Lil Uzi Vert]
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I just told Mean, “Yeah, we gon be straight”
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He saw me make a million off one damn play
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I let him keep that money cause I know he keep it safe (Yeah, that my boy)
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They aint goin runnin out safe (Bop), we gon put it right in they face (Yeah)
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[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Future]
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Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Baw)
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Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Yeah)
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Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Baw)
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Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Brr, yeah)
