You wanna know a secret? Shhh
Im not from this Earth Im not
You wanna know a secret?
Im not from this Earth Earth
I never had a birth yeah
Fell in love with the Perc what?
I used to eat dirt yeah
Now its VLONE my shirt ayy
Put a Glock in my purse huh?
Mustard on the beat, ho
Put a Glock in my purse, mm
Put a Glock in my purse huh? Purse
Put a Glock in my purse yeah, purse
Put a Glock in my purse yeah, purse
No, this is not a purse yeah
How the fuck this a purse? How?
Aint no lip gloss in it uh-uh
Only lean, Penicillin Penicillin
All my niggas, they dealin dealin
Bought a Rari, no ceiling
And I know bout the killings killings
But dont talk bout the killings woah
The best rapper from Philly yeah
Run the game, no Achilles yeah, sheesh
I aint like TLC uh-uh
But was in love with Chilli facts
Now she wan be with me huh?
Cause I got all the millies yeah, yeah
Skate through these hoes in my sneaks yeah
Like Im rockin some heelies
If you got beef with me beef
Better make you some chili you better
I got too much on me
Cant fit in my pockets
Put the Glock in my briefs Glock in my briefs
Put the Glock in my bag
Got a Kelly on me got a Kelly on me
Ooh, I got a Birkin I got a Birkin, bitch
Ooh, I got a Birkin I got a Birkin, bitch
Ooh, your bitch want a Birkin ayy, mm
Put a Glock in my purse phew
Put a Glock in my purse yeah
Put a Glock in my purse huh?
No, this is not a purse yeah
How the fuck this a purse? How?
Aint no lip gloss in it nah
Only lean, Penicillin yeah
All my niggas, they dealin woah, hmm
Put a Glock in my purse yeah, purse
Put a Glock in my purse yeah, purse
Put a Glock in my purse yeah, purse
No, this is not a purse yeah
How the fuck this a purse? How?
Aint no lip gloss in it woah
Only lean, Penicillin woah
All my niggas, they dealin yeah
I dont think its a purse
Look at it like a bag
How you talkin bout purse? How?
If you fuck with red rag huh?
Say when you say you got foreign yeah
When its really a jag ayy
If it had two straps what?
You would call it backpack facts
But it got one strap phew
And its holdin the mags phew
Mixin up the designer phew
All my clothes, yeah, they clash phew
And my bitch so thick phew
That I walk on her ass oh my God
And my bitch so rich woah
That she walkin through cash huh?
And my bitch so boujee yeah
That she walkin on glass glass
Yes I am Lil Uzi Uzi
Way richer than my dad yeah
And I fuck with my dad I do
But thats only like half uh
And back when I was younger yeah
He thought I was a – what?
Cause I wore skinny jeans jeans
And my shirts, they was plaid plaid
But look how I turned out
I know that they sad I know that they sad
I know someones mad I know someones mad
But I hope that my dad, yeah, he glad I hope so
I am out of my fucking mind hahaha
And shes fucking me and sucking me until shes out of her mind
Yeah
Everytime I buy my bitch a bag, I buy myself a bag phew
Fifty for her bag, forty-five for my bag, fifty for my bag, whatever phew, phew
We get the Birkins from the lady out in Miami ayy
Put a Glock in my purse purse
Put a Glock in my purse purse
Put a Glock in my purse phew
No, this is not a purse yeah, nah
How the fuck this a purse? How?
Aint no lip gloss in it nah
Only lean, Penicillin yeah
All my niggas, they dealin woah, hmm
Put a Glock in my purse yeah, purse
Put a Glock in my purse yeah, purse
Put a Glock in my purse yeah, purse
No, this is not a purse yeah
How the fuck this a purse? How?
Aint no lip gloss in it woah
Only lean, Penicillin woah
All my niggas, they dealin Lil Uzi