Lil Uzi Vert — Blade

[Intro] Bling blaow, bling blaow (Bling blaow) Bling blaow, bling blaow (Bling blaow) Bling blaow, bling blaow (Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?) [Verse] "How come all your jewelry always shinin'?" That’s because these is real diamonds Say you gettin' guap, boy, you be lyin' I’m a Leo, I'm a lion I put water on my chain so I'm glidin' If it's not designer, we won't buy it If I stand on my money, I'm like 9'6" I just copped the ’Rari, I can’t drive it (Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?) I just copped the 'Rari, I can’t drive it Paid four hundred just to sit inside it I just took a thirty on the night-shift I got shooters lurkin' on the night-shift Okay, uh, get that check, uh, yeah All blue backs, uh, yeah Spend them racks, uh, yeah Get it back, uh, yeah Count that check, uh, yeah Can't relax, uh, yeah Big Maybach, yeah, drop the debt, yeah Buy one more, uh, yeah Stomach hurt, uh, yeah Why you itchin'? Uh, yeah Glock extended, uh, yeah This a business, uh, yeah Mind your business, uh, yeah Like, this a Birkin, uh, yeah Not no Benny, uh Bentley, not no Benny, rest in peace to Benny Rest in peace to Chico, see me, other man on the front, another Benji I can make hundred million, in a hundred minutes I can show you how to dress, Chrome Hearts, yeah, way I’m drippin' Way I'm drippin', bitch, I'm ballin' like the Pistons (Like the Pistons) In your crib, fuck your misses, with my pistol Hit that bitch so hard that I blow out her pistons Man, I ain't trippin', this is real shit, not that written Okay, long board, move with my weapon Everything I do lethal Whip it up in that kitchen, baby, like a chef, no bishop Heat it up, eat it up, baby On the table, do the deep-throat We got cutlets in our chain, babe, Pharrell, Nigo I wanna see her chest, I might wear your T-shirt Babe, I had to do my research, I had you at senior And you heard that I'm a baller, you know I don't bend her You know we drive in big foreigns, we don't want no Bimmers You know that I don't want that watch, if it don't got no face AP fully loaded, with that glass, look like a vase, uh (Skrr) Got the Promethazine on a vessel, it look like a grape, wait I don't even want that girl, then she come to me, no waste I was overseas eatin' croissants and the crepes Diamonds all up in my face "Lil Uzi, what you spend today?" (Yeah) I'm rocking Off-White and I'll fuck your bae Yeah, my shoelace say "Shoelace" (Okay) We put the Molly in the lemonade So we turn that to Minute Maid I could never take no bands I work too hard for my cake I go too hard 'cause I'm real You keep tryna impress the fake Try to 'press me, you gon' 'press the fade Load up my chopper, get hit with the blade None of these bitches, no, I cannot save These niggas corny so they in the maize Listen, I was the one with no cake Nowadays, hundred-K right out the safe 'Member your girl she was creepin' out late I fucked your girl in the face, oh, I took your girl on a date She said I make her feel great When we talk about you, we don't hate If you don't like me that's late, uh If you don't like me that's hate, uh Diamonds on my neck like a lake, yeah Diamonds so big like a glacier Don't got my number out the pages My new closet, it look so big, it look like a vacant Had to fill it up with Balmains and you name it I got extra swag, I got extra famous This shit happened extra fast, I'm the one that made it From the projects to a gated Makin' movies with your girl, and all of them X-rated [Outro] To a motherfuckin'- X-rated