AWGEDVD Freestyle

Metro Boomin wants some more n*gga!

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert, A$AP Rocky]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Racks in the bank (uhhh)
That no complaints (uhhh)
In parking lot (uhhh)
Smoking on stank (uhhh)
Other words dank (uhhh)
Used to drink drank (uhhh)
b*tch could not thank (uhhh)
I get the brain (uhhh)
Uzi's to blame
Diamonds on chain
Look at the fangs
Vampire mane
Diamonds on frames
Cartier dance (uhhh)
You look at the stance (uhhh)
Yellow laces in the Vans (uhhh)
Pants came from Japan (uhhh)
b*tches way up outta France
Woah, pants came from Japan (uhhh)
Shirt came straight from France (uhhh)
Everybody do my dance (uhhh)
Bad b*tch on me in the stance (uhhh)
But no talkin 'bout no socks (uhhh)
Crack rock, Milly Rock (uhhh)

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
Uzi, look at the jewelery
I did it so beautifully
n*ggas can't f*ck with me
It's suicide
n*gga come scrutinize
I'm with the Metro
She with the Petro
Come with the fellow
She blow like a cello
Said the diamonds is all yellow
Pants on me like a farmer (mmm)
10 mili Under Armour (mmm)
Still do a deal with Nike
Did we get cut? Nah

[Interlude: Lil Uzi Vert, A$AP Rocky]
Stay in yo motherf*ckin lane!
Stay yo lane, you ain't got money to be me
Stay yo lane, okay? Stay yo motherf*ckin lane
Y'all tryna fake me
Y'all tryna keep fake me, talkin bout y'all for my people
Stay yo lane, stay yo lane dude
Whole carats Whole carats, your whole character
I just got whole carats
Stay away dude, you f*cker

[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert, A$AP Rocky]
Wirst, where the magic at? (uh uh)
Where the kitchen at? (uh uh)
Where the attic at? (uh uh)
Where ya hide it at?
Where ya stash it at?
Gun go rat a tat
n*gga leave 'em flat
f*ck these n*ggas out here
Sneakin n bein cats
I don't belive in cats
Belive in cats (uhhh)
My Gucci hat (uhhh, gucci hat, uhhh)
Your b*tch on me (uhhh)
Hit the b*tch from the back (uhhh)
What you sayin? (okay)
I got b*tches and the queens (uhhh)
These ain't 15's
My rims 10's but I keep 'em clean (uhhh)

Beat change

[Verse 4: Lil Uzi Vert]
Uhhh, uhhh, uhhh, yeah
Okay, okay, okay
Diamonds all black
Diamonds all black
Sippin that Act
You sippin that Wock
You sippin that Wock (sippin that Wock)
I'm not attached (uhhh)
Got the jetlag (uhhh)
Got the jetlag (uhhh) (hold on!)
I got the jetlag
Perform in the rain with the Air Mag
Your b*tch all on me
Cause I walk around right with the stacks (uhhh) (yeah) (uhhh)
I take it right back
Getting the money I get it right back (uhhh)
That n*gga be black-end just like my salmon (uhhh)
What happened? (uhhh)
I don't even know these n*ggas lying
They just be cappin (uhhh)
What? No cap? (uhhh)
Bad b*tch on me from the what? (uhhh)
Bad b*tch on me I don't want it (uhhh)
I hit that b*tch like a beat (uhhh)
Told the b*tch I got the wax (uhhh)
Banging the hoe right on wax (uhhh)
Put the jewelery in the Jeep (uhhh)
But my Jeep is not a Jeep
My Jeep gotta new B (uhhh)
It's a Bentley truck!

[Verse 5: Lil Uzi Vert, A$AP Rocky]
I don't want this (uhhh)
I don't want that (uhhh)
I don't want the fame (uhhh)
I just want the money (uhhh)
Count up the hundreds (uhhh)
I live how I want, I do what I want
I f*ck your b*tch, I'm sure of fun (uhhh)
What? Huh? Yeah
Bad b*tch on me she like "where?"
I get the money, I get the lil paper, they look at the sh*t that I wear
You dig on my di*k and I'm drippin like dissin' these n*ggas they mad that I'm here
Okay my so swag in the air
So they try to take it out the air
They try to act just like me
All of these n*ggas they copy and paste (uhhh)
Now your b*tch all of my face (uhhh)
f*ck that b*tch right in my place
You got a condo on condo
Got a crib on crib
Got your b*tch on my di*k
Pass that b*tch to my bro
And he's doing that rib
I took that b*tch arm again
Put my di*k in her rib
I'm moving the sh*t
Smoking gas out the cig
Yo b*tch wanna get me, she all on you but n*gga, you ain't go muscles (uhhh)
You is a twig
I'm getting the paper
I don't want that hoe, that's trick for a treat (okay)

Still rappin, still rappin
And I look like I'm still trappin
Other n*ggas, yeah, they still cappin
n*ggas ain't have to film nothin
You ain't feel rapid
You ain't feel the wrath of a n*gga rockin
Raf, f*ck it, n*ggas wanna come and ask for a autograph
Hold on!
That's my party (uhhh)
Private party (uhhh)
Where my woadies (uhhh)
With your shorty (uhhh)
Big ol' Glock (uhhh)
That's a .40 (uhhh)
29 jeans, don't wear a 40 (uhhh)
Don't wear no 40, but hold a 40
I f*cked a MILF, I think she 40
I f*cked her daughter, now she my shorty
Back in the days I blow the haze and drink a 40
Wait a second!
You f*cked a MILF (yeah yeah), you think she 40 (yeah yeah)
I f*cked her daughter (yeah yeah), I think she 20 (yeah yeah)
I think all on my mind, all I want is money (yeah yeah)
And these n*ggas funny (yeah yeah)
Puttin on big dummy
Dummy and they bummy
And my f*cking sneakers gummy
And I f*ck it, put it inna tummy, and her pus*y, yummy yummy
f*ckin on it
I'm a f*cking bast*rd
I'm a f*cking savage