Secret Service

Longway bitch
I met the plug with chicken shit
(Aye Tana fye that shit up)
And stick that bitch got scared to serve me
Riding around with four sticks inside my cat
I feel like secret service
Me and Lolife going to die about that lil box
Get the f-tact shoot him first
200 shots in the back of the Uber
I really pull up and go stupid
300 bands what I spent on a coupe
Yeah I got it from cooking the soup
Today I'm just feeling like funeral gang
We stepping in dior suits
Pull up and hop out
Bop bop bop
Lil boy you better follow suite
Pull up and hop out
Bop bop bop
Lil boy you better follow suite

30 thousand for me to speak
Pull up with cannon
Call me gangster grillz
Bitch want to go on a date
I show you how to work this vacuum seal
16 zips inside this pint
This drank it come seal no deal
Bitch want me to listen to how she feel but I'm not Dr Phil
Pro tuned on that stick with with all them attachments
Like it's call of duty
All these boxes in and out
My neighbors think I'm moving
Send a head shot to send a message
I think my point been proven
Make you disappear when I snap
Like a marvel movie
All my j's they just wanna rock
But they don't know Lil Uzi
Claim that you the man
But you get fronting
That do not amuse me
Box land on Monday
Buss it Tuesday watch it sell out Thursday
Land in L.A. pitch it like the Dodgers
Then I come back serving
When I'm out in traffic I got them shooters
Like it's secret service
They know we working pull up and purchase
Ain't no secret service
I'm in the spot with boxes then they disappear
I'm David Copperfield
Mr 448
Signed to the scale and I don't have a deal

I met the plug with chicken shit
And stick that bitch got scared to serve me
Riding around with four sticks inside my cat
I feel like secret service
Me and lolife going to die about that lil box
Get the f-tact shoot him first
200 shots in the back of the Uber
I really pull up and go stupid
300 bands what I spent on a coupe
Yeah I got it from cooking the soup
Today I'm just feeling like funeral gang
We stepping in dior suits
Pull up and hop out
Bop bop bop
Lil boy you better follow suite
Pull up and hop out
Bop bop bop
Lil boy you better follow suite

Send him up
Call me a animal
I'm stepping on shit with these Dior battle boots
You don't know you better off you beefing
Cause Longway will send you a cattle through
200 shots on the Stanley steamer
Pull up pressing on shit like carpet crew
Chanaynay the coco crew the bitch get drunk
I call her the casa crew
Fuck it go spin a whole block or two
Brand new switch let me see what this Glock do
You fuck with Longway you a brand new bitch
The bitch got knock kneed
Sprinkle bag smelling like organic piss
Need 10 for each cheeseburger
100 bag gone I make a million in a minute
My drive way need speed breakers
Longway real weed raker
Cook up like Anita Baker
So much bud i don't even see the shake
Cook that shit in rutabaga
Oh there go Judy baby
I got the box like I'm moving baby
Delta got too hot
I jumped in the water like a scuba baby

I met the plug with chicken shit
And stick that bitch got scared to serve me
Riding around with four sticks inside my cat
I feel like secret service
Me and lolife going to die about that lil box
Get the f-tact shoot him first
200 shots in the back of the Uber
I really pull up and go stupid
300 bands what I spent on a coupe
Yeah I got it from cooking the soup
Today I'm just feeling like funeral gang
We stepping in dior suits
Pull up and hop out
Bop bop bop
Lil boy you better follow suite
Pull up and hop out
Bop bop bop
Lil boy you better follow suite
(Aye Tana fye that shit up)



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Writer(s): Jabrail Richardson
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