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Stay Witta Stick
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Lil Uzi Vert
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Eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, yeah (Stay with a stick) Eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, yeah (Stay with a stick, stay with a stick) Eat it up, b*t*h, pull up with mothef**kin', motherf**kin' b*t*h (Still got no stick) I don't need one, I got my motherf**kin' b*t*h (CHASETHEMONEY, CHASETHEMONEY) That system cheap, I got my one legit Lil Uzi Vert! (Yeah) Got too geeked up, I done turned to a nerd, yeah (Oh) I been f**kin' with Freebandz, I start moving birds, yeah (Brr) I start gettin' free bands, f**k what you heard, man (Yeah) Pull up, a 918, that is a Porsche and I ain't tryna hit the curb, man My n***a pull up, they masked up, they got all the choppas, it look like the Purge, yeah Mixin' the red with the yellow, the yellow, the sh*t remind me of some purp, yeah Every time your b*t*h, she pull up, she suckin' my d**k and I make that ho squirt, yeah The millions comin' in four-five years, I add five years, that probably two years I been in the game, I'm a millionaire Heel on my car, turn that b*t*h to a deer These n***as broke so these boys not my peers Cartier Buffie, the lens on 'em clear (Yeah) Not in the airport, I stay out the clear f**ked the b*t*h, f**k your b*t*h right in the chair I stay with money right on me, uh-huh (I stay with money right on me) No, I do not wear Versace but my boxers Versace, don't wear no Tommy's (Yeah, on God) I almost lost the Lamb' (Damn), I almost lost my mind (Skrrt) Ran when that n***a, he took the stand (Damn) You don't even know what it feels like puttin' a hit on your own man (Yeah) The bodies, the bodies keep rollin' in, money keep rollin' in Your b*t*h, she rollin' just right off the pills (Yeah, yeah) I get the money, this sh*t is the real (Yeah, yeah) I got your b*t*h on me, she like the deal She tryna suck on my pickle, I f**ked on your b*t*h then I gave her a nickle No, I'm not lyin', nothings an issue when you got Chanel print right on your tissue (Yeah) I'm in this b*t*h with JR, put a clear clip on a motherf**kin' AR (Brr) Eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up Swallow it whole when a young n***a skeet it up Turn around, come on lil' b*t*h, let me beat it up (Yeah) Beat it up, beat it up, beat it up, beat it up (Yeah) Poppin' a pill, that be twice, yeah I'm on a whole 'nother vibe, yeah I'm a young n***a from Philly, my b*t*h, she be movin' them drugs out of Cobb (Ah)
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