Lyrics:

[Produced by DP Beats, 2DZ Beats, and Lex Luger]

[Intro: Uzi & Brittany]
Now, I don't think its just the drugs talking but
I really think this shit gon' work
What you think
Um, I don't know, it might
But anyways
Did you see that video on instagram? it had me dying
But yeahh
Don't think I didn't see your Chanel Shoes
Hey, hey I think it'll work!
Did you fall asleep? Uzi
Of course its gon' work
And what a lovely morning
(alarm clock)
Uzi, wake your ass up

Ay
I told that bitch I count my cake, bitch get out my face
45 on my waist, boy get out my way
Goyard on my waist, boy you ain't got taste
Now I'm getting cake, now your bitch gon' let me

[Hook]
Like oh god damn, that's the bitch that I want
Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 AM I was fucking your love
11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch
Like oh god damn, that's the bitch that I want
Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 AM I was fucking your love
11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch
Like oh god damn, that's the bitch that I want
Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 AM I was fucking your love
11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch

[Verse 1]
Like I lost a lot of friends, but who give a fuck?
I got the money, now that's all that I want
She ate me for lunch, feel like 2Pac I'ma thug
Know some crips and bloods
Xannies, brought them drugs
Got a lot of people banking on me
Tell me why these niggas always hating on me
Coming home, they be waiting on me
Like jump off my dick, all that faking homie

[Hook]
Like oh god damn, that's the bitch that I want
Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 AM I was fucking your love
11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch
Like oh god damn, that's the bitch that I want
Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 AM I was fucking your love
11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch

[Verse 2]
Like fuck nigga, like can you leave me lone?
Made a million by myself, yeah that be my song
Like yeah I rock designer when I'm in my zone
Yeah I fucked your mama, I'm on my VLONE
Say I'm higher than a drone, boy you is my clone
Your mama a crackhead, I sold that bitch some stones
Now these bitches want me, I feel like I’m Mike Jones
281 330 8004
Catch me lean spilling while I'm lane switching
Drop the top, cocaine ceiling
Backwood, propaine pilling
Say my name in it, now your chain missing
Had a lot of friends and a lot of homies
Now I’m higher, now they all salty
Tell them niggas get the fuck up off me
Now I'm higher, now they all salty

[Hook]
Like oh god damn, that's the bitch that I want
Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 AM I was fucking your love
11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch
Like oh god damn, that's the bitch that I want
Oh god damn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 AM I was fucking your love
11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch