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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Uzi Vert
Lil Uzi Vert
Vocals
Nat Turner Rebellion
Nat Turner Rebellion
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael L. Williams II
Michael L. Williams II
Songwriter
Jermaine Cole
Jermaine Cole
Songwriter
Symere Woods
Symere Woods
Songwriter
Myles Harris
Myles Harris
Songwriter
Joe Jefferson
Joe Jefferson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike WiLL Made-It
Mike WiLL Made-It
Producer
Myles Harris
Myles Harris
Producer
J. Cole
J. Cole
Producer

Lyrics

Frr (a-argh) (Ransom) Oh, my fucking god (r-rr) Oh, my fucking god (OMFG) (just other day) Whoa-whoa (Mike WiLL Made-It) Whoa-whoa (whoa) Whoa-whoa (pew, pew) Whoa-whoa (pew, pew) Whoa-whoa (pew, pew) Whoa-whoa (pew, pew) Whoa-whoa (pew, pew) Whoa-whoa (pew, pew) (just other day) Whoa-whoa (pew) Ha-ha-ha-ha Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa (huh?) Whoa-whoa (huh?) Whoa-whoa (a-ah, huh?) Whoa-whoa (huh?) Whoa-whoa (huh? What? Huh?) (Just other day) (Lil Uzi) Stepped in this bitch like a killer (huh?) Stepped in this bitch in all Margiela (what?) Clip on my waist, got a damn caterpillar (pew) Lil Uzi Vert higher than a damn pillar (whoa, what?) White bitch with me like I'm King Kong (uh) She think that I am Godzilla (Godzilla) Ring my doorbell, um, ding-dong Sike, nah, bitch, I live in a pent Huh? What? Bitch, in a pent (in a pent) Huh? What? Bitch, in a pent (in a pent) Huh? What? Bitch, in a pent (in a pent) Huh? What? Bitch, in a pent (in a pent) Huh? What? Bitch, in a pent (in a pent) Huh? What? Bitch, in a pent (in a pent) Huh? What? Bitch, in a pent (yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (whoa) Pentagram, pentagram, star wit' a circle (huh) Bitch thought I was just Urkel (whoa) Give me top just like a nerd, purple (uh) All of my weed Runtz (yeah) Fuckin' on ya' bitch from the back, run (huh, whoa) Her ass so dumb (dumb) (just other day) Feel like the Moon, I relate to the sun Whoa-whoa (pew) Whoa-whoa Whoa-whoa Whoa-whoa (huh?) Whoa-whoa (what?) Whoa-whoa (where am I?) (Just other day) Whoa-whoa (let's go) I'm a star at the top of the tree Told the girl "Leave," like Christmas Eve Speakin' on trees, can't fall, no leaves Niggas, they be salty than a cracker, Saltine I was locked up, cigarette, no coughing Free all my niggas out the can, sardine Niggas, they be pussy, they be pussy, they be pussy, they be pussy I can hear your damn heartbeat She said, "Your dick big for small feet" Pink diamond on my head, it's a marquise Pull up in a 'Rari like a Grand Marquis At the Waldorf Astoria, no Marquis 35-thousand just for two damn teeth We just hit a two man, two man deep The way that she suck on the damn, um, D Made the lil' bitch make her own damn beat, yeah Whoa-whoa Whoa-whoa Whoa-whoa Whoa-whoa (pew, pew) Whoa-whoa (pew, pew) Whoa-whoa (pew, pew) (just other day) Whoa-whoa (pew, ransom) Ha-ha-ha-ha
Writer(s): Jermaine L. Cole, Symere Woods, Miles Harris, Michael Len Li Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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