3G (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)

Psycho Yeah, yeah I'm the first one that gon' turn up the mob Fuckin' that bitch and her aunt, yeah (huh?) I got the motherfuckin' Glock on me, yeah I got that 40 like what? Yeah (Glocky) I don't even know of these niggas, nuh-uh (bop) Mask on my face like I rob, yeah Niggas, they talkin' that shit, but nuh-uh (shh) None of these niggas, they raw, uh I done pulled up with a whole lot of guap Pulled up, a whole lot of knots, yeah (of my guap) I done pulled up with a whole lot of thots Most of these niggas, they opps, uh I don't even know why these niggas, they opps Most of thеse niggas get popped, uh That was for free and that shit was from mе That shit, it came with a dot, yeah That shit, it came with a price, ooh My neck, it came with some ice, ooh (ice) Fucked on your bitch, that was twice, uh (twice) Fucked on your bitch, that was twice, uh (twice) I had to go outside 'Cause I felt like I was the only one out of space (Out of space, out of space, huh) Where am I? (Whoa) Yeah, yeah, outer space (oh, my God) Yeah (what?), outer space (what? Yeah) Yeah (huh?), outer space (oh, my God), yeah (what?) Outer space, outer space (what? Oh, my God) Outer space, outer space (where am I?) Outer space, outer space (huh? Oh, my God) Outer space, outer space (whoa) Outer space, outer space (huh? Oh, my God) Outer space, outer space (yeah) Outer space, outer space (what?) Outer space, outer space (yeah, ayy) Sheesh, fee, fee I've been countin' racks ever since 3G (racks) Stackin' them rackies up, stand like three feet (yeah) Yeah, Mike Jackson, hee-hee (what?) My boys, they trappin', they sellin' it Hitting the block, it go hee-hee (yeah) Takin' the molly, the better batch That shit gon' hit you like hee-hee (what?) I just pulled out the Lamb', yeah I got a slatt like him, yeah I'm on the side of the Benz Don't put up with molly, I poured up this lean, yeah I do this, yeah, huh, I do this, haha, yeah, yeah I'm on the X, I be zooted, yeah (uh) I'm on the Perc', I be fooded, yeah Hop out the four-door, I swerve, swerve (woo) I'm in the sky, I'm a bird, bird My twizzy sliming, they birds, lurk (bop) Yeah, told her, "Let's get it" (get it) I've been up inside that Tonk', yeah Who decided you could talk? Yeah I been chillin' at the top, yeah My wrist so heavy, it's a mop (lil' moppy) I just called up my lil' demon He told me to take every Perc' 'til it's gone (boot) I just woke up, take a X for the boot up Out my mind, bitch, I'm feeling like Buddha (out my mind) Blicky hammer, got to send me a photo (baow) Stilpane, pour the eight in my soda (uh, uh) I've been countin' racks ever since 3G Stackin' them rackies up, stand like three feet (racks) Yeah, Mike Jackson, hee-hee (yeah) My boys, they trappin', they sellin' it Hitting the block, it go hee-hee (oh, my God) Outer space (oh, my God) Outer space, outer space (huh, oh my God) Outer space, outer space (whoa) Outer space, outer space (whoa, oh my God) Outer space, outer space Outer space, outer space, outer space (huh, oh my God) Outer space, outer space (oh my God) Outer space, outer space (yeah)