Lil Uzi Vert, Meek Mill - All Of Us lyrics

Shorty asked which one of y'all rich
And I say all of us
Nigga asked who got the sticks and
I say all of us
Nigga asked who hit his bitch and
I say all of us
Was right there dodgin' them
With a foreign ringer and
You was callin' them
Bitch I'm the one not the two
Thought you knew pay two hundred thousand
Comin' out I'm walkin' through
He not on my level
I don't know who he talkin' to
I just bought some
And they can't contest us
Niggas pussy come at who?
Send a message, ain't no
Grab the and send them through
If he post him one more time make
My mind up hit him too
She keep sayin' she ride or die
So we probably hit his boo
Shoot at everybody (Everybody)
We get, we chase him down and paralyze him
Put a blue check on his head
'bout to verify him
Shoot them niggas, we get them every time
Talkin' break the news you know I like to
Hang with Jews that break the rules
We the type get hungry and make the
Food and probably take the Jews
You know I like to fuck on
Balconies that got amazing views
I don't watch TV
I open my safe to get a paper view
Remember them bitches tried to
Turn they back, i got to make them
I be laughin', i just smacked they ass and
Watched them make me food
I just thought lil shorty was a snap she had
Cold world, mansion with the heated pool
I made it through, it's gated too
My bloody, he will kill you
Better play it cool
Cause nigga we won't play at you

All of my hitters got
Glocks with the switchers
All of my bitches got diamonds and riches
Uh, yeah said it's time, huh (Ay)
Yeah, I get a check up but I don't sign
Put a felon in a motherfuckin' bon-bon
Big ass Richard on my wrist
Look like a time bomb (Ay)
Hold on, what you saying? Who hot? (Who hot?)
I don't know about y'all but
I know my niggas ride
Ain't no grips on they shoes
'cause my niggas slidin'
Lowest ranked nigga and my
Hood got two bodies
Ooh, they know 'bout them two bodies (yeah)
And there's nothing that them niggas
Gon' do 'bout it
I just flew to a island, I'm on Blue Molly
That's at least just what I told her
Really gave her two Oxy's
My bitch bad and she got that Ooh nani
Everytime she do me good
You know she get the (Skrrrrt)
My bitch bad, ass fat, stupid rich
Lil' nigga cool but he ain't Uzi rich
(Uh, uh)
Hold on, hello, who is this? (Hello)
Hold on, wait, literally
Niggas, they ain't big as me
Niggas, they ain't illuminated
Bitch, I hang in Italy
I ain't got no enemies but
If you cross the line
Rick Owen trench jacket, look like Columbine
Yeah, I'm ballin' hard, bitch
When it's Columbine
Yeah, I'm going hard, bitch
Like I ain't even sign (Uh)
I don't want your bitches, nigga
Ask your baby mom i ain't got no enemies
I said that on the line