Yeah Kool - Fxxxxy, Lil Uzi Vert

Yeah

What’s good, Mario?

I sleep on 'em but I can’t sleep on 'em (Sleep)

Hit the pussy, brought the Cuban Link on 'em (Rah)

I’m involved but you won’t here a peep from me (Yeah)

I took my teeth and I threw Ds on them (Shh)

The way she talkin', she better put please on it (Please)

Talkin' cold, then we put for sure-ski on it (Yeah)

Yeah, cool

Nigga want problem, yeah, cool

Nigga, no problem, yeah, cool

Chop up a choppa, yeah, cool

We 'bout them numbers, yeah, cool

Aim at a copper, yeah, cool

My wrist is all cut up, yeah, cool

Came from the bottom now I got her on top and sh swear that she love m, yeah,

cool

Play every door now I told her one minute I’ll pop when I want, you can call me

lieutenant (Call me lieutenant)

Bitches gave up on me, know they regret it, the niggas they fucking with get

fired from Denny’s (Fired from Denny’s)

That’s what you get for exposing your feelings (Yeah)

If you was solid, wouldn’t listen them (Unh)

Check my steez, if I said it I meant it (Yeah)

I’d rather to go broke before I fuck with y’all niggas (Yeah, yeah)

Serena around my neck, yeah, these chains playing tennis (For sure ski)

Nah, for real (For sure-ski)

Call the medic (For sure-ski)

None of y’all safe

I drop my Cuban link bracelet behind your head boy, blame your bitch

I’m going digital with all my gunners from the bottom nigga, we gun off the

bench

She wasn’t checking on me, now she checkin' in with me

No cap, more cash, no slack, dead friends, toe tag

Why the fuck you get that watch, fool?

(Watch)

I heard they calling us swat, fool (Swat)

Got it out of the bottom of the box, fool (Box)

Dallas nigga, eating dog food (Brr)

Reflex, blood diamonds in my mouth, but she got seasick (Unh)

Bad ho, bitch had me stealing up out of Victoria Secret

Rap star, but I pull up to your ho and I’m dressed like American reject (Yeah)

I’m repping CC gang, ho, Cash Cartel, raincoat

Yeah, cool

Nigga want problem, yeah, cool

Nigga, no problem, yeah, cool

Chop up a choppa, yeah, cool

We 'bout them numbers, yeah, cool

Aim at a copper, yeah, cool (Cash)

My wrist is all cut up, yeah, cool (Cash)

Came from the bottom now I got her on top and she swear that she love me, yeah,

cool (Lil Uzi Vert)

For sure-ski, dropping the top

For sure-ski, dropping the top

Yessirski, dropping the top

For sure-ski, dropping the top

Yessirski

I’m in a drop, I’m Gretzky

Diamonds they ice, uh-huh, yeah

She wanna top the squad, yeah

She wanna get it, on God, yeah

Pull up that Muller on Muller

Pull up that Muller on Muller on Muller

Pull up that Muller on Muller on Muller

Pull up that Muller on Muller on Muller

I gave my ruler, my Ruger, to my shooter

I move my boy of the grid that’s Bermuda

We got them RIP tips in this ruler

Aim at his eye, he think he Rick the Ruler

Money hang with me like I’m Mr. Cooper

Jewish bitch on me, she trust me I’m groovy

I swear that I love her, I’m not tryna juice her

Skinny nigga, but my pockets Rasputia

My nigga fourteen I swear he’ll shoot you

Man fuck a choppa, he need a bazooka

Christian Dior, you know that I rebuke you

It is no way that I am scared of losing

With the freebase I don’t know what I’m doing, yeah

I could just spaz on this bitch, yeah

I could just smash on this bitch, yeah

Put smash glass on my wrist, yeah

Yeah, cool

Nigga want problem, yeah, cool

Nigga, no problem, yeah, cool

Chop up a choppa, yeah, cool

We 'bout them numbers, yeah, cool

Aim at a cop, yeah, cool (Cash)

My wrist is all cut up, yeah, cool (Cash)

Came from the bottom now I got her on top and she swear that she love me, yeah,

cool (Cash)

New baguette, imperial emerald diamonds

I’m on suicide watch 'cause I cut up my wrist, now it’s blinding

Yeah, that’s the reason why these niggas mad I’m shining

Got an extra key to your house, 'cause she like me

(The world is yours, nigga)

Yeah, cool

Emerald diamonds

Yeah, cool