Uncle Phil - Trippie Redd ft. Young Thug

(Money done geeked on this motherfucker)

Yeah

The chop hrrt (Yeah), hrrt (Huh), hrrt (Uh), hrrt (Uh)

Hrrt (Yeah), hrrt, hrrt (Spider), hrrt

I'm like Uncle Phil (And what?)

The Rolls-Royce a half a mil' (The Rolls-Royce charging the car, you dig?)

I don't got a deal (Facts)

I'm spending this shit in the field (I'm spending this shit myself)

I'm calling Jay-Z (Woah)

I think that I'm richer than him (And dare you to dig)

Caught up with your bitch (And what?)

I put that lil' shit in some Chrome (Put it in some Chrome Hearts)

Act like I'm in love (And then what?)

I'm putting her name in a song (Swear, you playing)

I'm smoking on shrooms (Shrooms)

I can't even feel my arms (Hah)

I'm fucking this ho (Uh)

I'm putting my motherfucking thumb in (Woo)

I got baguettes on my finger and I put my finger in her pussy (On God)

She having diamonds inside, she fucking my diamonds, woah (Woah)

The bitch wan' fuck on the double beef, she keeping it low (Woah)

I live in Miami, gotta keep me some quarters for the toll

Yeah, they send me them (Yeah), I'm pickin' 'em

And I'm real-deal living the code (Code)

New lamb chop, I painted it rose (Rose)

I'm with your thot, she striking a pose (Pose)

She eat up the cock, I nut on her nose (Bitch)

Shawty a freak, I nut on her toes (Ski)

Big-dog pockets, overload (Yeah)

Bitch, I'm high, I'm over-throwed

Up all night, I don't got no soul (Yeah)

Yeah, she tripping on me and I'm tripping on her

She dripping like me, then I'm dripping like her (Woo, yeah)

Stupid lil' ho, you know I can't cuff

We smoking your homie, then ashing the blunt (Woo)

Yeah, dog, too many diamonds

You know that we living the finest, yeah

Your bitch treat me like your highness

Fucking the hoes and then we high-fiving (On God)

The chop hrrt (Yeah), hrrt (Huh), hrrt (Uh), hrrt (Uh)

Hrrt (Yeah), hrrt, hrrt (Spider), hrrt

I'm like Uncle Phil (And what?)

The Rolls-Royce a half a mil' (The Rolls-Royce charging the car, you dig?)

I don't got a deal (Facts)

I'm spending this shit in the field (I'm spending this shit myself)

I'm calling Jay-Z (Woah)

I think that I'm richer than him (And dare you to dig)

Caught up with your bitch (And what?)

I put that lil' shit in some Chrome (Put it in some Chrome Hearts)

Act like I'm in love (And then what?)

I'm putting her name in a song (Swear, you playing)

I'm smoking on shrooms (Shrooms)

I can't even feel my arms (Hah)

She choking my chicken (Uh), lil' mama, she throwing it back (Woo)

I hit from the back, she say she can't feel her back (Shit, uh)

The pants too little for her, I'm looking at shawty crack (Look at her, shit)

I'm taxing the club (Taxing), like bring me my crack, jack (Bring me my money)

She fucking that boy (Fucking that lil'-bitty nigga), she giving that fuck nigga crack (What the fuck?)

That's how it feel (What?), you be fucking a motherfucking rat (I don't know how that feel, nigga)

Come fuck with the P's (Pussy), we putting Chanel on your feet (Fuck with the P's)

My shit in the house (Uh), we playing this shit for keeps (Playing for keeps)

When I was in jail (What?), my young niggas was on the streets (Let's put that on God, Spider)

I took off my glasses (Swear), and looked at a ho, she started leakin' (Damn)

I told my lady (I told her), I'ma come to her after this weekend (I'm comin', I'ma push up)

I'm 'bout to blaze this motherfucker down with Lil B (Uh)

I'm fuckin' with it, I'm fuckin' with it

I'm fuckin' with it, I'm fuckin' with it

I'm dressed like a lady, but chunking it up in her face

A real renegade, I'm chunking it up in the face of 12

The chop hrrt, hrrt, hrrt, hrrt

Hrrt, hrrt, hrrt, hrrt

The chop hrrt, hrrt, hrrt

It's choppin', it's choppin'

It's choppin', that vape in my pocket