[Intro]
(Yeah, ayy)
(Woah, yeah)
It's Lil Uzi (It's Lil Uzi Vert)
(Back to my old ways)
(Back to my old ways)
(Back to my old ways)
(Back to my old ways)
Yeah

[Chorus]
I miss the old days (Huh)
I miss my old bae (Huh)
Neck like a snow day (What?)
Driving, got road rage (Skrrt, huh)
I'm on the road race (Ayy)
Hit it fast, not a slow pace (Ayy, skrrt)
Cross the street, gotta look both ways (Ayy)
My new bitch, she go both ways (Ayy, yeah)

[Verse 1]
My new bitch, she go both ways (Yeah)
Everybody, they know I'm paid (Yeah)
It ain't never no slow days (Ayy)
I dont even know this bitch name (Ayy)
Why the fuck is she in my face? (What? Ayy)
Need to put on my Louis V shades (Ayy)
Ain't no hate even going my way (Ayy)
Gotta leave no-no I can't stay (Yeah, um, yeah)
I spent like 20 a day (Ayy)
Water my neck likе a drain (Woah)
She don't even know whеre I stay (Um, yeah)
Yeah, my chopper got a beam (Ayy)
I fell in love with the K (Brrah)
Back to my old ways (Ayy)
But I been through a little more pain (Um, yeah)
[Chorus]
I miss the old days (Yeah)
I miss my old bae (Huh)
Neck like a snow day (What?)
Driving, got road rage (Skrrt)
I'm on the road race (Ayy)
Hit it fast, not a slow pace (Ayy)
Cross the street, gotta look both ways (Um, ayy)
My new bitch, she go both ways

[Verse 2]
Woah, I do not play when it come to my bro (Ayy, ayy)
Woah (Ayy, ayy), I do not play when it come to my hoe
Matter of fact you can have her, I don't care 'cause vision my got clear, and I am still here
I am not here at the motherfucking bottom, same n***a that's at the top tier
I am not here at the motherfucking bottom, I got a Miami crib, came with a pier
I am not here at the motherfucking bottom, 'cause me and you n***a, no we are not peers
Every time I smack that girl fucking bottoms, it look like an apple, don't look like a pear
Plus my bitch don't got no, no apple bottoms
Bought her Rick Owens pants, cost a racky a pair
Trappin' in here, n***as bappin' in here
They ain't living them stories, just rapping in fear
If you moving like that, then you moving in fear
Don't need nobody, I stack in the mirror
Panorama on the camera (Panorama on the camera), [?] mirror
I do not do no interviews 'cause these n***as cops
And I will never talk, let 'em hear
My haters in a huddle, I walk through a puddle
'Cause I got the water that splash in here
Going so fast, ain't no track in here
TracPhone, TracPhone, trap in here (Brrt)
Care about money, and cars, and fashion in here
My girl don't understand me, I'm too weird
My money so long it might just grow a beard
So much money that gotta be cleared (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I miss the old days (Yeah)
I miss my old bae (Huh, yeah)
Neck like a snow day (What?)
Driving, got road rage (Um, skrrt)
I'm on the road race (Ayy)
Hit it fast not a slow pace (Ayy)
Cross the street, got look both ways (Ayy, it's Lil Uzi Vert)
My new bitch, she go both ways (Ayy)

[Outro]
It's Lil Uzi Vert (Yeah)
It's Lil Uzi Vert (Uh)
Um, yeah, it's Lil Uzi Vert
Um, yeah, it's Lil Uzi Vert