Mr Chow

Bitch, I'm back outside, and I'm gon' flex the check (what? Yeah)
She a lil' thot, she tryna flex the neck (yeah, whoa)
If I show my watch, I'ma flex the 'Tek (the 'Tek, Patek)
Shawty, she a bop, knots get her extra wet (yeah)
Bitch, I'm back outside, and I'm gon' flex the check (what? Lil Uzi, yeah)
She a lil' thot, she tryna flex the neck (yeah, whoa)
If I show my watch, I'ma flex the 'Tek (Patek)
Shawty, she a bop, knots get her extra wеt (yeah)

They said, "Turn that down," I can't 'cause I be smokin' loud
I been runnin' wild (wild), since I was a child (child)
Somewhere geeked up on a cloud (cloud)
All these girls in the crowd (crowd) (whoa)
They throw they panties in a pile (pile)
I hit her once, and say, "Ciao" (bye)

She say that she like my style (yeah)
When I hit my dance, it make her smile (smile)
I got millions in a file (file)
I feel like Leslie Chow (yeah)
We got some hos, we're callin' 'em, bitch, I'm the goers (the goers)
These youngins went older, I still got a watch on my shoulder

Bitch, I'm back outside, and I'm gon' flex the check (what? Yeah)
She a lil' thot, she tryna flex the neck (yeah, whoa)
If I show my watch, I'ma flex the 'Tek (The 'Tek, Patek)
Shawty, she a bop, knots get her extra wet (yeah)
Bitch, I'm back outside, and I'm gon' flex the check (what? Lil Uzi, yeah)
She a lil' thot, she tryna flex the neck (yeah, whoa)
If I show my watch, I'ma flex the 'Tek (Patek)
Shawty, she a bop, knots get her extra wet (yeah)

"Uzi, what you doing?" I'm just fallin' back
Stacking up the bands 'til the bands collapse, uh, yeah
All this ice on me could start an avalanche
All of my draws (yeah), they come with a stamp
Your trap, it be dry, and my trap, it be damp
Me and my niggas stay in that bitch like a camp (camp)
Ever since you was high school, I'm lit like a lamp

I be forgettin' my time zones (yeah)
I'm on the K with the X, and I flex
I must admit that I'm gone (gone)
Most of these niggas be hatin', don't know me
I need some skates, all this ice like a goalie
Niggas watchin' like they really the police
You really got show me, I really go on this (yes, sir)

Bitch, I'm back outside, and I'm gon' flex the check (what? Yeah)
She a lil' thot, she tryna flex the neck (yeah, whoa)
If I show my watch, I'ma flex the 'Tek (the 'Tek, Patek)
Shawty, she a bop, knots get her extra wet (yeah)
Bitch, I'm back outside, and I'm gon' flex the check (What? Lil Uzi, yeah)
She a lil' thot, she tryna flex the neck (yeah, whoa)
If I show my watch, I'ma flex the 'Tek (Patek)
Shawty, she a bop, knots get her extra wet (yeah)



Credits
Writer(s): Symere Woods, Brandon Veal, Jaiel Laren Blackmon, Michael Joseph Alberro
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