Shoota Rocket (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)

[Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah
Now, now is my time
Now is my time
That-That-That-That-That be Maaly Raw

Everybody rock with me because I'm up now
Took your girl and I'ma score, like I made the touchdown
Swervin' in that Lambo doors go up, not on the bus now
Used to want a G-Shock, now I'm walking with a bust down
Pull up and I'm flooded with an iced out watch
Whip it look like butter, baby, pecan drop
Pecan drop, put that four in some drop
Stack my knots, count a lot, saw a lot
Got them rocks, diamond rocks, whip the pot
Suicide, 1600, that's the block
Hit your girl that's check free
She ain't used to text me
Now she wanna caress me
She keep tryna neck me
I got' tell my bestie, someone call my bestie
Think I found my bestie, link up make a check bleed
You know that I'm smoking dope, I'll be high 'til next week
Know I had to let her go 'cause she can't arrest me

[Playboi Carti]
Woke up with my toolie, what it do?
Meet me in the alley with the troops
I got red shooters, I got blue
Let that thing down then point at you
Bentley or that Rari, hoe, let's choose
We gon' rob the bank, bring the loot
We gon' take these boys back to school
Money on the floor just like some shoes
Money on the floor just like some shoes

[Lil Uzi Vert]
Stackin', rackin', all hundreds I'm packin'
My life it is like a movie minus all the actin'
Jacket, Jack it, yeah, it's made of rabbit
Diamonds on my neck and wrist they compliment that karats
You ain't nothin' but a mockingbird, boy, you a parrot
Oops, yeah, my bad, that's your girl? We could share it
Might buy her diamonds and pearls but can't marry
She said my D bomb like a terrorist
He thinkin' he on but man, that's barely
We rock all white ice, look like dairy
Keys, my red Hellcat, it sound scary
Please, you talk shit and you get buried
See, ain't no fuck nigga around me
I said free my dogs from the county
Yeah, the ones on the run from the bounty
Yeah, diamonds they so wet, need some bounty

[Playboi Carti]
Woke up with my toolie, what it do?
Meet me in the alley with the troops
I got red shooters, I got blue
Let that thing down then point at you
Bentley or that Rari, hoe, let's choose
We gon' rob the bank, bring the loot
We gon' take these boys back to school
Money on the floor just like some shoes