200 My Dash

(Damn DJ Plugg, DJ killed it)
Hold on, yeah
(Oh, GT)

Woah, woah, (Lil Uzi) woah, woah (Yeah)
(Lil Uzi) Woah, woah, (Lil Uzi) woah, woah (Huh?)
Woah, woah, (Lil Uzi) woah, woah
(Lil Uzi) Woah, woah, (Lil Uzi) woah, woah

Yeah, huh? 200 my dash (Skrr)
I hope I don't crash (Woah)
I'm driving too fast (Slow down, slow down)
I know why you mad (Huh?)
'Cause I got the cash (Tell 'em)
I'm flexing my bands

Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah

Hold up (What?)
My new gun, yeah, that shit fold up (Huh?)
Got the chopper with no holster (Bah)
That shit might knock on my shoulder
I start the fan in Dakota
Driving the Lamb', not the Lotus (Bing)
Twelve pull up, told me to slow up (Skrr)
Spin around him with a donut (Vroom)
I had your girl, I won't hold up (Lil Uzi)
I found out she no deep throater (Ha)
She suck my dick like the stick (Yeah)
I told that girl, "I'm reloaded" (Damn)
.30 rounds all in my clip (Yeah)
And my bullets hit like boulders (Damn)
Money so thick, I can't fold it (Can't fold it)
Can't fit in my pockets, so I envelope it
Double cup, I'm with the potion
Diamonds, they hit like the ocean (Yeah)
Can't read my shirt 'cause it's Gosha (Huh?)
Scope got the aim with the ruler (Fire)
Swerving the Range, that's the Rover (That's fire)
I hit the shot with the floater (Woah)
I flooded AP like Rollie (Woah)
I got that bread in the toaster (Woah)
I put that bread in the toaster (Woah)
(Lil Uzi)

Woah, woah, (Lil Uzi) woah, woah (Yeah)
(Lil Uzi) Woah, woah, (Lil Uzi) woah, woah (Huh?)
Woah, woah, (Lil Uzi) woah, woah
(Lil Uzi) Woah, woah, (Lil Uzi) woah, woah

Yeah, huh? 200 my dash (Skrr)
I hope I don't crash (Woah)
I'm driving too fast (Slow down, slow down)
I know why you mad (Huh?)
'Cause I got the cash (Tell 'em)
I'm flexing my bands

Don't want no sex, you bitch (Damn)
Just want the neck, you bitch (Damn, huh?)
You tryna act like you like me (Huh?)
Just wanna check, you bitch (Huh? Damn)
Just wanna check, you bitch (Huh?)
Can't get the check, you bitch (Bye-bye)
Pull out a hundred, gave my girl 99 of that, I'll bless my chick (Yeah)
You got your first piece of Raf (Ha), you tryna flex and shit (Ayy, shit, yeah)
I got so much money, boy, they be watching that I had to rest my drip (Yeah)
I had to rest my drip (Yeah)
I had to rest my drip (Yeah, hey)
I do not go to the club
My crib where my section is (Yeah)
Told her don't call my phone (Yeah)
Not with the texting, bitch (Hello?)
Don't want no messages (Yeah, no)
Feelings, ain't catching it (Yeah)
Told her you talk too much (Yeah)
Baby girl, rest your lips (Yeah)
Baby girl, rest your lips, yeah (Yeah)

Woah, woah, (Lil Uzi) woah, woah (Yeah)
(Lil Uzi) Woah, woah, (Lil Uzi) woah, woah (Huh?)
Woah, woah, (Lil Uzi) woah, woah
(Lil Uzi) Woah, woah, (Lil Uzi) woah, woah

Yeah, huh? 200 my dash (Skrr)
I hope I don't crash (Woah)
I'm driving too fast (Slow down, slow down)
I know why you mad (Huh?)
'Cause I got the cash (Tell 'em)
I'm flexing my bands