Cheerio (Original)

Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert] Woo, yeah Woah (Yeah), yeah I get the guap, that's the truth (The truth), yeah I get to God, that's the truth (The truth), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi Vert) [Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert] Okay, I came in with a whole 'nother plan (A plan), damn Okay, I came in with some whole different bands (Some whole different bands), damn Yeah, I feel like I'm the man, ooh (The man) Ooh, I feel like I'm the one, ooh (Ooh) I fuck your bitch and my diamonds they VVS so that shit shine like the sun, yeah Thesе niggas mad at me, okay It's cool, I don't even fuck with thеse boys (Okay) Silencer on my gun, yeah I don't even fuck with no noise, yeah Tell me what you gonna do about it 'cause I had to go get all the money (Yeah) That girl ain't want me before, I think that shit funny (I think it's funny) Stack up the bands to the top, I'm the man (Yeah) I got guap, these niggas all be fans (Slatt), yeah I had to go out I had to put my dick right in her mouth I had to go out I had to show these boys what it's about This is not the hokey-pokey, my Glock it got pokeys on it That's a knife, got an AK-47 Came with the MAC-10 and the MAC-11 SRT, it do not got no traction Sauce, sauce, sauce, I'm a boss, boss, boss I will knock you off way before you get off I keep it two Virgil's, whip that white until it's off (I keep it two Virgil's) I keep it two Virgil's, whip that white until it's off (Oh, uh) Whip it up, whip it up, whip it up, uh (Yeah) Balmain zipper, yeah, I zip it up, uh (Yeah) Whip it up, whip it up, whip it up, uh (Yeah) Balmain zipper, yeah, I zip it up, uh (Yeah) Blicky'd up, blicky'd up, blicky'd up, yeah (Blicky'd up) That be the Glock, I could clip it up, yeah (Yeah) Fuck the dirt, bury my heart in the sand 'Cause I'm on the beach and I got a plan (Okay), yeah I'm on the beach and I got a plan (Okay), yeah And I could tell that she got a man (Okay) [Chorus: Adamn Killa] Give me the racks, I go (Give me the racks, I go) Cheeri-Cheerio (Cheerio, cheerio) You don't want me to reach my goals (My goals) I reach, I reach my goals (My goals) Too much swag, can't flop (Can't flop) I don't flop, I float (I float) She got all hands on deck (On deck) Like I'm on the boat (Woo) Give me the racks, I go (Give me the racks, I go) Cheeri-Cheerio You don't want me to reach my goals (My goals) I reach, I reach my goals (Hmm) Too much swag, can't flop (Can't flop) I don't flop, I float (I float) She got all hands on deck (On deck) Like I'm on the boat [Verse 2: Adamn Killa] She got all hands on deck Like I'm on the boat I'm Adamn, I'm a goat (Oh) They hate on me, I know (I know, I know) They hate too damn hard (Too hard) They gon' have a stroke (A stroke) I just say what I wrote (I wrote) This the life I chose (This the life I chose) Give me the bat, I hit it on the nose Too much swag (Swag, swag) I'm out of control (Yeah) Where this money come from? I do not know (What it at?) I swear I use to be poor (I'm poor) But I am not poor no more (No more) Designer on my body (My body) I'm a label whore (Whore) I shaved the bottoms of my balls (Bottom of my balls) Like I was at war (Ain't winnin', ain't winnin') I crashed my Honda Civic (What?) Don't got a Honda no more (No more) I grew up so broke (No, no) I didn't get paid for chores [Chorus: Adamn Killa] Give me the racks, I go (Give me the racks, I go) Cheeri-Cheerio (Cheerio, cheerio) You don't want me to reach my goals (My goals) I reach, I reach my goals (My goals) Too much swag, can't flop (Can't flop) I don't flop, I float (I float) She got all hands on deck (On deck) Like I'm on the boat (Woo) Give me the racks, I go (Give me the racks, I go) Cheeri-Cheerio You don't want me to reach my goals (My goals) I reach, I reach my goals (Hmm) Too much swag, can't flop (Can't flop) I don't flop, I float (I float) She got all hands on deck (On deck) Like I'm on the boat