Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Uzi Vert
Lil Uzi Vert
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
D. Rich
D. Rich
Songwriter
Symere Woods
Symere Woods
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
D. Rich
D. Rich
Producer
Kesha Lee
Kesha Lee
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Don Cannon
Don Cannon
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Lil Uzi Make that block Mula could be, uh, make it twerk, Brr Hello? Yeah Skir, skir skir, skir Hit my uhphone Chirp, chirp, chirp 2 piece of the perc, percs I can make that block, twerk twerk Which way, which way, work work Where the pot, where the pot Skrr Skrr (aye) Yeah Skir, skir skir, skir Hit my phone Chirp, chirp, chirp chirp 2 piece of the perc, percs I can make that block, twerk twerk Which way, which way, work work Where the pot, where the pot Skir Skirr Chopper, brand new chopper disperse Bad bitch wet starburst You know what made it worse? That's your girlfriend, then I had her first Foreign whip, bitch I forget this swerve See a opp, then a nigga on alert I'm the type nigga that make her work With the Gucci on this linen shirt In the hood I was just living dirty Everyday I had to share the dirty Had no shoes we had to share a pair Now my neck shine like a chandelier Told her that I met my coupe, sit right there Go to the crib, I'ma hit right there They throwing shots, but they missing there Wrist it be cool like refridair there Cold, ooh so cold Ooh, heavy coke on the stove I'm a fool with the pole So slimy, wipe my nose Water diamond need a boat Water diamond need a row Mix the yellow with white gold Hit it fast then hit slow Yeah Skir, skir skir, skir Hit my phone Chirp, chirp, chirp 2 piece of the perc, percs I can make that block, twerk twerk Which way, which way, work work Where the pot, where the pot Skir Skirr (aye) Yeah Skir, skir skir, skir Hit my phone Chirp, chirp, chirp chirp 2 piece of the perc, percs I can make that block, twerk twerk Which way, which way, work work Where the pot, where the pot Skir Skirr Stop it Tryna help me, no I got it, stop it I just made a whole deposit Told the bitch I'ma profit Lil nigga but I'm stylin' Same semi yea its rockin' Count up carrots and broccoli rockin' uh Wish a nigga try to stop me I smoke gas I don't dry leaf Ain't no seeds ain't no papi Margiela bitch I'm styling Different color like a Rocky Got my ring like a hovkey Pull up with the shottie Old school Ted Riley Oh I oh I think they Yea, Oh I oh I think they like me yeah Maybe cause my wrist is biting, uh Maybe cause my chain get hyphy, huh Put my dick in your wifey uh Said that shit first verse Put a nigga in a hearse Better yet in the dirt Shooting a 3 like I'm Dirk Yeah Skir, skir skir, skir Hit my phone Chirp, chirp, chirp 2 piece of the perc, percs I can make that block, twerk twerk Which way, which way, work work Where the pot, where the pot Skir Skirr (aye) Yeah Skir, skir skir, skir Hit my phone Chirp, chirp, chirp chirp 2 piece of the perc, percs I can make that block, twerk twerk Which way, which way, work work Where the pot, where the pot Skir Skirr
Writer(s): Symere Woods, Dwayne Richardson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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