Multiple Flows

Woah Woah Woah, okay Woah Lil Uzi Vert Who All the money on me It's Lil Uzi Vert What Let's go Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that It's Lil Uzi Vert Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert Damn, I got a plan Multiple flows, I get multiple bands What Countin' it like I got multiple hands Got multiple hoes every time that I land I walked in this bitch with only five bands Huh Roll the dice, times that two, now I got ten Roll the dice, my niggas movin' that tan Ayy My bitches either sell weed or they scam Ayy Water my neck, my shit look like a dam TEC-9 a beaver, that shit do not jam Ayy I will not wear no Evisus again Ayy Number Nine, it's like Evisu times ten What Yeah We got them choppers that come with a vent Ayy Electronic clip, it come with a sim My Brooklyn bitch, she came with some Timbs Ayy, huh She tellin' her friends, I came with some M's Ayy, damn Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert Workin' your bitch out in my private gym Damn Nigga, I'm workin' her center Her center, woah Bend her over 'cause I'm 'bout to enter Bend her over, woo Like I'm intercontinental Continental, woah, yeah, yeah Shot an opp on the, uh, accidental Ayy Hit his teeth, need to call up his dental Ayy None of my shooters on camera Ayy, ayy Like Lil Uzi is a Amish member Yeah Fuck my enemies and my foes Ayy I can tell these niggas all hoes Hoes When I come around, say they my bro When I leave, say they fucked my ho I spent five thousand for a coat So you know I can't catch a cold You said five thousand, I'm dumb I said, For five thousand, you broke Ayy Man, we gon' hang a pussy with a rope That boy on Fentanyl and the soap Woo Bitch, I was high off the dope What Pull up a double R, and I coast Ayy Let the opps pull up to the show Yeah We gon' put they ass in a glove Rudolph, hit his ass in the nose Man, I'll put that shit on bro Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Lil Wayne Damn, I got a plan Yeah Multiple flows, I get multiple bands Yeah Countin' it like I got multiple hands Yeah Got multiple hoes every time that I land Yeah, yeah I walked in this bitch with only five bands Woah Roll the dice, times that two, now I got ten Woah Roll the dice, my niggas movin' that tan Woah My bitches either sell weed or they scam Verse 2: Lil Wayne Trust no man, not even the man in the mirror My vibe in the mansion, she playin' in the mirror I fuck her, get dressed, and go handle my business This shit on my neck got my head on a swivel I'm drownin' in my dream like my bed is a river I wake up in beast mode, I ate her like Skittles I'm colorblind, when I fade to black it look similar to White gold and platinum and grey and to silver I bust down a bustdown, that's self-motivation I bust on her skin, now she exfoliatin' I treat the nina like forever my lady Got two extendos, that's a thirty for thirty You ain't from around here, we need verification These rocks is so big like I'm wearing a glacier These streets is so cold, nigga, Hell a vacation I'm street smart, lil' woadie, that's edumacation And I had told young boy to watch out for oldhead I told young boy that I'll knock off his old head Told him I'll put his head right next to your head I give my young boys the go 'head, code red I don't sip nothin' but yurple, no red She gon' hop on me, do circles, go 'head I'ma hop out the convertible, no head I'm lookin' mosaic, killin' hoes, OJ Huh And I was so trippy, I looked in the mirror, I didn't resemble me, nigga, uh We was so litty, I forgot to tip her, she said, You could Venmo me, nigga Niggas keep trippin', I look up at God and I swear he say, Send me a nigga I'm Weezy F Baby, and please say the F like John F. Kennedy, nigga I was so litty, I looked in the mirror and started to envy me, nigga We was so litty, I forgot to tip her, but she know it's M-O-B, nigga I got a plan, I fucked that lil' homie, it got out of hand Wait, I'm not a fan, she gave me her only, but I'm not a fan Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert, Lil Wayne & Both Damn Ooh, I got a plan Multiple flows, I get multiple bands Bands Countin' it like I got multiple hands Got multiple hoes every time that I land Land I walked in this bitch with only five bands Yeah Roll the dice, times that two, now I got ten Damn, damn Roll the dice, my niggas movin' that tan Roll the dice My bitches either sell weed or they scam Ayy Water my neck, my shit look like a dam Woo TEC-9 a beaver, that shit do not jam I will not wear no Evisus again No Number Nine, it's like Evisu times ten We got them choppers that come with a vent Buh Electronic clip, it come with a sim Yeah My Brooklyn bitch, she came with some Timbs Yeah She tellin' her friends, I came with some M's Lil' bitch Outro: Lil Wayne & Lil Uzi Vert Yeah, add it up, add it up Fucked that lil' homie, it got out of hand Ayy Hey, hey, I'm not a fan Ayy She gave me her only, but I'm not a fan Ayy, no Wait, I got a plan Ayy Shout out to fam, shout out to fam Ayy Yeah, I got a plan Ayy Lil Tunechi, Lil Uzi, that's a power plan Ayy