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[Intro: Yeat & Lil Uzi Vert]
How you?
(We in the coupe, baby, every Sunday to this) Real Twizz
Woah (Woah, huh)

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Yeat]
How you doin'?
My name is Lil Uzi (Lil Uzi)
And my life like a movie (Huh?)
Girl, how you doin'? Huh-uh (Doin')
Bitch, my name is Yeat-ski (Yeah)
I don't need them, they need me (Doin')
Them double G on double G, I'm poppin' pill like Gucci
I trade the pills in for the lean and now I'm sniffin' smoochie (Lean)
I put the caramel pint in my syrup, still middle fingers up to the world
Your bitch my favorite girl (Huh)
My shit one of one, nah, y'all can't move me
How you?

[Verse 1: Yeat]
How you?
And it feel like church, every Sunday (How you?)
How you do it like that? Yeah, how you do it likе that?
I pull up like Yeat-ski
I pull up with bitches with thеse twats and fuck 'em on beach-ski's (Huh)
I just went out cuttin' up out the coupe, I went Rolls Royce
Pulling up, Bugatti on these bitches like they all toys
Oh, they all toys (Oh they)
Bad bitch gon pull up, yeah they gon' chew me (Yeah, yeah)
If I want to come in that big body tonka a lot, and that bih got a booty (Ugh)
And I went and got me the GT3 RS, make 'em all look stupid
(Oh, oh, yeah)
This gon' feel like Sunday
I don't feel like workin', bitch
[...]
Yeah, I'm flyin', you on my runway
And I'm geekin' up everyday, every way, baby I get high, even on Sunday
[Pre-Chorus: Yeat]
(How you?)
You know it's a move-ski (Real Twizz)
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