Lil Uzi Vert - Scott and Ramona

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Baby, you are not alone (woo, yeah)
You call my phone I pick it up
She pick it up then drop it slow
Keep it on the low
From what I hear she got a man at home
I go deep but I'm tired of waitin' (yeah)
Got a situation
Live my double life amazin' (my life amazin')

I can't go a day if I don't talk to my baby
I went to my hood all my friends think I made it
I talk to my fam, man my momma think I'm famous
Yeah, my momma think I'm famous

100 dollar bills in the way, yeah
Yeah, it feels good to be great, yeah
Now she gonnaa do what I say (yeah)
Yeah now she gonna do what I say
I count my dough, I make it stack
I spent on her, I make it back
What you told me, can't take that back
What I told you, can't take that back

I can't go a day if I don't talk to my baby (ohh)
I went to my hood all my friends think I made it
I talk to my fam man my momma think I'm famous (yeah)
Yeah my momma think I'm famous (yeah)

Rule number one, gotta get all your paper (ayy)
I'm in a zone, I can't see none of you haters
When I'm not around I don't know what she sayin'
Say she single but she know she really taken
I don't care at all (woo)
Rule number one, never trust no hoe (ayy, ayy)
Ride around in LA in a Range Rover (skrrt, skrrt)
Radio blasting, listening to Dej Loaf

100 dollar bills in the way, yeah
Yeah, it feels good to be great, yeah
Now she gonnaa do what I say (yeah)
Yeah now she gonna do what I say
I count my dough, I make it stack
I spent on her, I make it back
What you told me, can't take that back
What I told you, can't take that back (yeah)

I don't care at all
I don't care at all
Rule number one, never trust no ho
Ride around in LA in a Range Rove
Radio blastin', listenin' to Dej Loaf

Written by:
Ebony Naomi Oshunrinde, Symere Woods

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