Lil Uzi Vert — Jet Blown

[Intro: Quavo] (Waves) Yeah (My nigga Wheezy, you know what I'm sayin'?) [Refrain] Nothing but bad hoes all up in my section, yeah In my new crib, treat the restroom like a sex room, uh She gon' suck it up, on the PJ, I get jet blown, uh Diamonds flawless on the necklace, these the best stones, ooh [Verse 1] Yes, I'm from Fidel, uh, not no Castro, uh She said she want anal, uh, bitch, I'm not no asshole, uh Bitch, I’m a chick magnet, uh, these niggas, they maggots, uh Margiela, long jacket, uh, like Inspector Gadget, uh Hit that nigga wit the chopper, uh Make that nigga do a break dance, uh Make a nigga-nigga do a backspin, uh Lambo' spin off the traction, uh I'll bag a bitch off a hashtag You send her money off of CashApp Smoke so much, where the gas at? Hit the blunt, now my voice raspy Been past finish line, can't pass me No, no, please don't sass me Got the gun right there on the backseat Chillin' with my dawg like Lassie Two right feet, never left me Count up the salad with the dressing [Bridge] I make a hundred million so you know I ain't never rusty I make fifty million so you know I ain't never rusty I make twenty million so you know I ain't never rusty I make ten million so you know I ain't never rusty Bitch, I made five million, now I'm tryna run that check up [Chorus] Bitch, I made five million Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up [Verse 2] Yeah, I could go to sleep, but you know I'm better up Put the AP, Muller and the Prezi up Young nigga, better get your bezel up Young nigga, better get your fetty up Gettin' money from the shows and the radio Whippin' out the bowl like Betty, ho There's many niggas in my circle, fit Cheerio That's nothin', these niggas is a joke (Waves) Check 'em out, we got smoke No, you do not rock no Gucci Bitch, you is a ghost, ooh Pull up in a Ghost, ooh We scream success, then toast, ooh [Refrain] Nothing but bad hoes all up in my section, yeah In my new crib, treat the restroom like a sex room, uh She gon' suck it up, on the PJ, I get jet blown, uh Diamonds flawless on the necklace, these the best stones, ooh [Chorus] Bitch, I made five million Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up Yeah, I'm tryna run that check up