Lil Uzi Vert — Run Up

[Intro] So yeaa Woah yea Let me catch myself Yeah yeah yeah I'm high as hell I'm high as fuck Lil uzi lil uzi Woo [Hook] Lil Uzi be stacking his money Til that money cannot stack I get that money that money yeah Count up then run up a rack Run up boy run up these racks .223 right through these rats Ballin' in New York in Joan Shepp And you still shoppin' at Saks (why) Me and your bitch we had sex, then I turned her over Me and your bitch we relax, just chill yeah Lil Uzi off a flat, (Lil Uzi) yuh Beatin' you out like I'm Jax [Verse 1] Yuh, servin', all of these motherfuckin' zombies They all on the line Makin' the money nigga I'm the man Chain and the diamonds, the different colors It lookin' like that beak on Toucan Sam Okay I'm chillin, the bitches on me and I feel like a villain I'm poppin a xan, xanny, I'm zany I got your bitch on me She don't wear no panties She just wanna fuck me just wanna suck it She just sit on the dick I'm so uncomfortable I been gettin' all this money its ugly I get the paper, these niggas be hatin' they bitches on me And she might start percolatin' Let me check your credentials The Rollie presidential Look at the watch and that bitch be a fake I'm smokin' on strong and you smokin' on shake I am a star like the top of my wrist I am a big fan of the um machine because I like the Rick Owens they hold the case Rocking a Bape mask I won't get ebola Mixing in Actavis with the cream soda Pushing the Raf throw it off like a floater Walking in with suit Goyard briefcase [Hook] Lil Uzi be stacking his money Til that money cannot stack I get that money that money yeah Count up then run up a rack Run up boy run up these racks .223 right through these rats Ballin' in New York in Joan Shepp And you still shoppin' at Saks (why) Me and your bitch we had sex, then I turned her over Me and your bitch we relax, just chill Lil Uzi off a flat, (Lil Uzi) Beatin' you up like I'm Jax [Verse 2] Nine millimeter, put a whole in ya Size of a pepperoni on a medium pizza I am a creature Chop up and sell all the product to you You think I is a boss I been just gettin' all that money, niggas be talkin' How much do that new um shit cost I said these niggas be shoppin' they really not shoppin' They gettin' they clothes right from Ross All of these diamonds are blessings My teeth VVS's, I swear to god I only talk Some of my niggas they blood and they crippin' Feel like I'm Mr Cool its not my fault Put on my necklace my bracelet I swear I'm not basic I shine in the dark Niggas know that my time comin' I swear that I'm bubblin' like when snail hit the salt Me and my old bitch we fell a part Found a new bitch made her play her part Racin' this Rari like Mario Kart My diamonds yellow it lookin' like Voss Straight to the ceiling I swear that I'm pimpin' Whippin' Bentley, puttin' them scrimps in [Hook] Lil Uzi be stacking his money, til that money cannot stack I get that money that money yeah Count up then run up a rack Run up boy run up these racks .223 right through these rats Ballin' in New York in Joan Shepp And you still shoppin' at Saks (why) Me and your bitch we had sex, then I turned her over Me and your bitch we relax, just chill Lil Uzi off a flat, (Lil Uzi) Beatin' you up like I'm Jax