(Intro)
Yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah
(Chorus – Lil Uzi Vert)
Copped the drop top Hummer for the summer yeah
Goyard bag with a hundred yeah
And I know why you mad cause I’m stunting yeah
Say I know I know why you mad cause I’m stunting yeah
Waking up on the hills right on Runyon yeah
Smoking on that gas, smell like FUNYUN yeah
Like call my private chef hold my stomach in
Yeah I like em fried, she like ’em sunny eggs
(Verse 1 – Lil Uzi Vert)
Oh, those some runny eggs
I might flex around the world and then I start again
I might flex around your girl and then I f**k again
And the funny thing is you gon cuff again
Yeah I advise you
Stop all the hating and you’ll make it too
Like I done had a situation but I made it through
I paid 1000 for these shoes, for my Yeezy cuffs too
(Chorus – Fabolous)
Got the drop top running for the summer yeah, ay
Goyard bags full of hundreds yeah
And I know why you mad cause I’m stunting yeah
Say I know I know why you mad cause I’m stunting yeah
Waking up on the hills right by Runyon yeah
Smoking on that gas, smell like FUNYUN yeah
Like I’m a private chef, cook for money yeah
Hey white and yellow gold just like sunny eggs
(Verse 2 – Fabolous)
Look I just think shorty like my go hard swag
Turn my brown bags to a Goyard bag
My son told me keep making these old farts mad
He said you drive this foreign like a go-kart dad
Spitting like they got it, they on that mission
Looking different when you see em rappers catfishing
Either Barney’s, Neiman Marcus, so we Saks Fifthing
Always makin’ movies but we never act different, no
Never changed up I just leveled up
And I watch the gold diggers pick they shovels up
Watchin’ thirsty ni**as try to pick my beverage up
Never spoke on em, I won’t bring the devil up, no
Sometimes saying nothing saying something
When your money talks now you’re saying something
Ay if you ain’t get a message that’s a message
Look y’all know who the freshest of the freshest
(Repeat Chorus by Fabolous)
(Bridge – Lil Uzi Vert)
I’ve been talking to my idol
I’ve been talking to my idol
Nowadays I feel like I’m my own idol
Scratch her off the list like a vinyl
Real girl, I don’t really like her
I just really wanna just spike her
Yeah, yeah, you know I night ya
Hope ya wasn’t thinking I’ma wife ya
(Verse 3 – Fabolous & Lil Uzi Vert)
Got the drop top running and I got guap coming
Now we eating garlic noodles and they not Top Ramen
I’m not just laid up with a baddie, got some slop top from her
Studio all winter just to drop hot summers, yeah
I be in my bag with no travel
Let you be the judge, get the gavel
I think if I want you I can have you
Every time I pull up on the avenue
(Repeat Chorus by Lil Uzi Vert)
