AWGE, Lil Uzi Vert, A$AP Rocky - Rocky and Uzi Freestyle lyrics

(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Uh, uh, uh)

Racks in the bank, mmh
(yeah) , got no complaints, uh
In the parking lot, mmh
(yeah) , smoking on stank, mmh (yeah)
Other words dank, mmh
(yeah) , used to drink drank, mmh (yeah)
Bitch could not thank, mmh
(yeah) , I get the brain, uh (yeah) i

Uzi's to blame diamonds on chain
Look at the fangs vampire Mane
Diamonds on frame, Cartier Dance (Oh)
She look at the stance (Oh)
Yellow laces in the vans (Oh)
Pants came from Japan (Oh)
Bitches way up out of France

Woah pants came from Japan (Huh)
Shirt came straight from France (O oh)
Everybody do my dance (Ooh, aye)
Bad bitch on me in the 'stance (Ooh, yeah)
But not talking bout no socks, uh
Crack rock, Milly rock (Ooh, yeah)

Uzi, huh, look at the jewelry
I did it so beautifully
Niggas can't fuck with me, it's suicide
Nigga come scrutinize
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm with the Metro, she with the Petro
Come with the fellow she blow like a Cello
(O oh) , said the diamonds is all yellow
Pants on me like a farmer (Mmh)
Ten million under armour (Mmh)
Still do a deal with Nike
(Mmh) , then we get cut, not likely

Wrist, where the magic at? (Mmh, uh, uh)
Where the kitchen at? (yeah, uh, uh)
Where the attic at? (Aye, uh, uh)
Where you hide it at?
(Huh) Where you stash it at?
Gun go rat-a tat, nigga leave 'em flat
Fuck these niggas out here
Sneakin' and bein' cats
I don't believe in cats

Believe in cats, ooh my Gucci hat (Ooh, woo)
Your bitch on me
(O oh) , hit that bitch from the back (Uh
Ooh) what you saying? Okay
I got bitches and they queens (O oh)
These ain't fifteens (O oh)
My rims 10's but I keep em clean (Ooh, ooh)

Ooh, ooh, ooh oh, yeah, okay, okay, okay

Diamonds they black (Mmh, yeah)
Diamonds they black (Mmh, yeah)
Sippin' that Act (Mmh) you sippin' that Wok'
(Mmh) , you sippin' that Wok' (Mmh)
I'm not attached
(Mmh) , got the jet lag (Mmh, yeah)
Got the jet lag (Mmh, yeah)
Hold on, I got the jet lag
Perform in the rain with the Air Mags (Mmh)
Your bitch all on me, 'cause I
Walk around right with the stacks, mmh
Yeah, ooh, then take it right back
Gettin' the money, I get it right back
That nigga be blackened, just like my Salmon
Uh, what happened? Uh, I don't even know
These niggas lyin', they just be cappin'
What? No cap
Bad bitch on me from the what? (Uh, yeah)
Bad bitch on me, I don't want it (Uh, yeah)
I hit that bitch like the beat
(Uh, yeah) , told the bitch
I got the wax (Uh, ooh)
Bangin' that hoe right on wax (Uh, ooh)
Pull up just right in the Jeep (Uh)
But my Jeep, it's not a Jeep
(Uh) , it got a, um, B
(It's a Bentley truck) yeah

Okay, I don't want this
(Huh) , I don't want that (Huh)
I don't want the fame
(O oh) , I just want the money (O oh)
Count up the hundreds (O oh)
I live how I want, I do what I want
I fuck ya bitch, um, just for fun (O oh)
Huh, what? huh, yeah

Bad bitch on me, she's like where?
I get the money, I get the lil' paper
They look at the shit that I wear (Aye)
You dig on my dick, and I'm
Drippin' this, like dissin' these niggas
They mad that I'm here
Okay, my swaggin' so in the air
(Aye) , so they try to take it out the air
They try to act just like
Me, all of these niggas, they copy and paste
(Ooh, yeah)
Now your bitch all in my face (Ooh, yeah)
Fuck that bitch, right in my place
(Ooh, yeah) got a condo on condo (yeah)
Got a crib out in crib (yeah)
Got your bitch on my dick (yeah)
Pass that bitch to my bro (yeah)
She stay on that rib (yeah)
Told that bitch I'ma get it (yeah)
Put my dick in her ribs (yeah)
Movin' the shit (yeah)
Smokin' gas out the cig (yeah)
Your bitch wanna get me
She all on you but you ain't got muscles
(Ooh, ooh, yeah) you is a twig
I'm gettin' the paper, I don't want that
Hoe, that's a trick for a treat, okay

I get (Flacko still rappin') , yeah
Still rappin', still rappin'
And I look like I'm still trappin'
Other niggas, yeah, they still cappin'
Niggas ain't have to film nothing
You ain't feel rabid
You ain't feel the wrath of
A nigga rockin' RAF fuck it
Niggas wanna come and act for
An autograph out in public (Hold on)

That's my party
(Ooh, yeah, yeah) , private party (Ooh, yeah)
With my Woadies
(Ooh, uh, uh) , with your shawty (Ooh, mmh
Mmh)
Big ol' Glock (Ooh, uh) , that's a 40 (O oh)
29 Jeans
(Ooh, yeah) , don't wear a 40 (Ooh, uh)

Don't wear no 40, but hold a 40 (Huh)
I fucked a milf
(Uh, mmh) , I think she 40 (45)
I fucked her daughter
(Uh) , now she my shorty (Uh, ooh)
Back in the days
I blow that haze and drink a 40
(Wait, wait a second)

You fucked a milf (yeah, yeah)
You think she 40 (yeah, yeah)
I fucked her daughter
(yeah, yeah) , I think she 20 (yeah, yeah)
I think, on my mind, all I want is money
(yeah, yeah) these niggas be funny
(Uh, yeah) , and they all be dummies (yeah)

Dummies, dummies, and they bummy (O oh)
And my fucking sneakers gummy (O oh)
And I fuck it put it in a tummy
And her pussy, yummy, yummy (yeah)
Fucking on it i'm a fuckin' bastard
I'm a fuckin' savage man, I had to have it