Heavy lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, 1600, ya, Lil Uzi Vert
We goin' all the way up (Yeah)
Might as well turn this b*tch all the way up
(Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?)
Yeah

[Verse]
I'm on the block with that heavy, yeah
On the block with that heavy
Watch out for cops, they pull up in them Chevys
Whip up the crock, my main trap, her name Betty
These n*ggas don't want no smoke, know my body (Ayy)
Gucci and Louis, can't do no Zanotti (Ayy)
That b*tch on me look like she hang with Kylie (Ayy)
I used to f*ck with a b*tch, hang with Kylie (Ayy)
On the real, I think that b*tch live in Cali' (Ayy)
My boys tuck the powder, the flour, that Cauli', yeah
I coulda, um, been a stylist (Ayy)
I remember when them boys used to doubt us (Ayy)
I got a girl that trap likе she from Dallas (What?)
I got so much money, need an accountant (Yeah)
Shе said "Da-da-da-da" when she count it (Ayy)
I say "Da-da-da-da-da" when I pound it (Yeah)
My b*tch ass fat, heavy, spendin' my racks, heavy
I get it back, heavy, Goyard bag, heavy
Run through the sack, heavy
And my b*tch bad, heavy
I'ma pop the tag, heavy
My wrist, it look like a victim of R. Kelly
That mean my yellow diamonds look like p*ss
Canary, canary, wet like a fish
Canary, canary, wet like a boat
If I ain't rap, then I probably sell dope
"Lil Uzi Vert, tell me why you so dope?"
sh*t, that's some sh*t I don't even know
I got a stick in this Margelia coat, yeah
Clip in these Margelia pants, yeah
f*ck n*gga, you can get fanned, damn
Don’t give a f*ck, you a fan, damn
Only thing I heard over the walkie-talkie
They was screamin' just like "Man down"
I f*cked yo' b*tch in a coupe
I already know this pus*y déjà vu
She tryna just stay to have a rendezvous
I keep tryna come up with a new excuse
[Open Verse]

[Outro]
(Ayy Brandon, why you do that?)