7AM - Lil Uzi Vert

Aye

I told that bitch I count my cake, bitch get out my face

45 on my waist, boy get out my way

Goyard on my waist, boy you ain’t got taste

Now I’m getting cake, now your bitch gon' let me

Like oh God damn, that’s the bitch that I want

Oh God damn, diamonds all on my fronts

Like 7 AM I was fucking your love

11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch

Like I lost a lot of friends, but who give a fuck?

I got the money, now that’s all that I want

She ate me for lunch, feel like 2Pac I’m a thug

Know some crips and bloods, xannies, brought them drugs

Got a lot of people banking on me

Tell me why these niggas always hating on me

Coming home, they be waiting on me

Like jump off my dick, all that faking homie

Like oh God damn, that’s the bitch that I want

Oh God damn, diamonds all on my fronts

Like 7 AM I was fucking your love

11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch

Like fuck nigga, like can you leave me lone?

Made a million by myself, yeah that be my song

Like yeah I rock designer when I’m in my zone

Yeah I fucked your mama, I’m on my VLONE

Say I’m higher than a drone, boy you is my clone

Your mama a crackhead, I sold that bitch some stones

Now these bitches want me, I feel like I’m Mike Jones

Catch me lean spilling while I’m lane switching

Drop the top, cocaine ceiling

Backwood, propaine pilling

Say my name in it, now your chain missing

Had a lot of friends and a lot of homies

Now I’m higher, now they all salty

Tell them niggas get the fuck up off me

Now I’m higher, now they all salty

Like oh God damn, that’s the bitch that I want

Oh God damn, diamonds all on my fronts

Like 7 AM I was fucking your love

11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch