[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, young n***a stay by his business
Young n***a by my business
Young n***a by my business
Stack it up right to the ceiling
Money as tall as a building
My life not regular, n***a
Fuck I'ma do with a million? (Fuck I'ma do with a million?)

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Benjamin Franklin, what I'm thinkin', I'm high as a kite
Not talkin' money, don't know what you mean, 'cause none of my n***as not nice
I can feel the drank when they hit my spleen, its Faygo Cream, not Sprite (Yeah)
Vest on my chest, and I'm so Double S that I tatted that shit on me twice (Set)
I told that bitch "Get me right" (Set, set)
She sucked me up and fucked me and then I told that bitch she cannot spend the night, ayy
No, wе don't have time to bond, ayy
As they marchin' likе James Bond, ayy
This not a regular suit, but Alegara, watch the way I drop the mine, ayy
Walk on the beat, take my time
And I got that money on me like a settlement
Money so ooh like the chips in this kettle [?]
Bitch, I'm a veteran, still rockin' VETEMENTS
She ride my dick on the top like she pedalin'
Diamonds so white like the skin on Angelica
Black diamonds on me, them bitches got melanin
Stand on my money, lil' n***a, I'm 7'10
I'm a lil' different, I walk around, seven cents
[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, young n***a stay by his business
Young n***a by my business
Young n***a by my business
Stack it up right to the ceiling
Money as tall as a building
My life not regular, n***a
Fuck I'ma do with a million? (Fuck I'ma do with a million?)

[Verse 2: NGeeYL]
YB Chips for real??
Hop out wit 8
I get bitches for real (AR)
Hop out wit dracs broad day
Hop out this bitch n I eat at his face! (Double s Double S)
Bitch im shiesty (sset) (sset)
NY they dont like me (dont like me)
I was fuckin onna new bit everyday (Everyday!)
Thats jus how my life be (on gawwdd)
Put my scope onna stick now i jus sight see (choppaaa)
Pop out w a hunnid (bangbang)
COME TO THE TRAP ONNA JUNKIE (ONG)
Carve yo ass up like a pumpkin (carve em up)
Sorry Imma be behind you??
Play wit lil bro then we gunnin (no bap... bap)
Hop out (bow bow)
Pop out
I got dat Glock out (sset sset)
Dat bit go yap! yap! (Go yap!)
Knock down 8 blocks (yaahhh)
Fuck yo daddys spot (yaaah)
Fuck yo gramma house (yaahh)
Pull up rainin on this shit
Bring yo ponchos out! (Sset)
If you see a n***a wit me kno he cutthroat
I just hopped up in the streets but I dont jump rope
Pls dont mention yung yl cuz then it gun smoke
Had that fye and he ain't squeeze it guess his gun broke