Silly Watch

Yeah (woo, woo) Woo, woo (let's go, Mario) (Let's go) woo, woo, woo Yeah, woo, woo (Lil Uzi Vert) Woo, woo, woo, woo Yeah! Uh, I came in with a new 40 Glock Fuck on your bitch, make that ho wanna Milly rock I'm with my boys and no we do not Milly Rock Funny money, no, this is not no silly guap Got a Richard Mille, this not a silly watch All this money make we wan' hit my Diddy Bop Tell the teller at the bank, um, just gimme lots At the dealer, I can pull this shit off the lot Me and my boys, you know that we sharin' thots I got niggas that be movin' the tan rock That's the end of that, no, I cannot talk a lot Man, these niggas out here, I swear they talk a lot Drive-by on a rat, you a walking cop Double-park, new Lambo' with no parking spot Comme des Garçons, use my heart a lot Bend it over little baby, just arch a lot Yeah, she caramel, but I call that bitch butter scotch Dove Bars, yeah, they choppin' that soap a lot Got my money, then I had to just flood the block (yeah) I'm the only one that fucked on that bitch But I made that ho just come and just neck the block Yeah, I pulled up in my car, bitch, I blessed the block We got shooters that gon' pull up and X your block (blah, woo, woo, woo, woo, yeah) Makin' money like a nigga don't need to drop One eye open, 'Luminati like Fetty Wap Microwave help me dry out the Redi Rock Throwin' money, beat the pockets, got heavy knots Getting guala, they don't know when the fetti stop Every day my birthday, why the confetti stop? She look good, but she wear Fashion Nova Took her shopping, put her right in some Vetements Got a bitch, yeah, she live in New York, but I took her right down right in L.A. Spent a hundred thousand right at the Beverly In the section prolly where, um, the felons be I'm on Rodeo, it ain't shit you could tell to me And I'm on a boat, it ain't shit you could sell to me Uh, I came in with a new 40 Glock Fuck on your bitch, make that ho wanna Milly Rock I'm with my boys and no, we do not Milly Rock Funny money, no, this is not no silly guap Got a Richard Mille, this not a silly watch All this money make we wan' hit my Diddy Bop Tell the teller at the bank, um, just give me lots At the dealer, I can pull this shit off the lot Me and my boys, you know that we sharin' thots I got niggas that be moving the tan rock That's the end of that, no, I cannot talk a lot Man these niggas out here, I swear they talk a lot Drive-by on a rat, you a walking cop Double-park, new Lambo' with no parking spot Comme des Garçons, use my heart a lot I was chillin' with the niggas you fear a lot Highbridge, I was just right there on the block What do they got in common with Uzi? (Yeah) We get money, and we fucked up just on your thots (yeah) Make the haters sit back and just, um, think a lot I'm so lit, I can make your whole strip hot Hit your bitch, yeah, she make me wan' body rock Yea, your bitch, she a thotty old thotty thot Make her drop, then she gave that boy sloppy top This Chanel, no, I don't wear no Baccarat Went to Vegas, made some money off baccarat Raf Simons jeans, they good for the pocket rock I'm at Elliot, keep tryna get these diamond socks Slidin' all on the ice like a hockey shot Seventeen-five for a t-shirt, he got half like he pulled up just with a crop, woah Gators on me, you can't catch me in bummy Crocs I'm a hare on my bike, bitch, I bunny hop Hugh Hefner died, so I can't get bunny top I can never die, unless all my money stop Fuckin' on your bitch and I use a thumb a lot When I do that, yeah, I make that bitch cum a lot Countin' up my millions, you know it's up a lot (yeah) Uh, I came in with a new 40 Glock Fuck on your bitch, make that ho wanna Milly Rock I'm with my boys and no we do not Milly Rock Funny money, no, this is not no silly guap Got a Richard Mille, this not a silly watch All this money make we wan' hit my Diddy Bop Tell the teller at the bank, um, just give me lots At the dealer, I can pull this shit off the lot Me and my boys, you know that we sharin' thots I got niggas that be moving the tan rock That's the end of that, no, I cannot talk a lot Man, these niggas out here, I swear they talk a lot Drive-by on a rat you a walking cop Double-park, new Lambo' with no parking spot Comme des Garçons, use my heart a lot (Lil Uzi)