Okay
I need more money, more power, more weed
Less fiends, more lean, more drums
Yes, please
And less weird energy
Like "get the f*ck away from me"
More money, more power, more weed
Less fiends, more lean, more drums
Yes, please
And less weird energy
I said "get the f*ck away from me"
Have you ever seen when your baby get hurt?
Bags on her eyes and Chanel on her purse
I wont fade away like your mascara on my shirt
She my rockstar, yeah, Lil Uzi Vert
I come from Africa, Johannesburg
She said come over, I pull up and skrt
She said come in then i pull out and skrt
Aye, pause
I need more money, more power, more weed
Less fiends, more lean, more drums
Yes, please
And less weird energy
Like "get the f*ck away from me"