I Don’t Need You (Get Through) lyrics

[Intro]
(8...)
I don't, I don't need you (You)
Look at my wrist, that's a Franck Mulle' (Pew)
I can't f*ck one, I do it in two's (Two's)
Count it with my thumbs, all my money blue (Pew)
Balenciaga, this ain't Jimmy Choo (No way)
She keep lyin' like the zoo (Why?)
I don't even mind, there's no rules (No)
Let's go, let's go (Let's go)
Lil Uzi Vert (Let's go)
Lil Uzi Vert (Yeah)
Say it one more time and you'll see me (Yeah)
8... (Woof)

[Chorus]
(8...)
I don't, I don't need you (You)
Look at my wrist, that's a Franck Mulle' (Pew)
I can't f*ck one, I do it in two's (Two's)
Count it with my thumbs, all my money blue (Pew)
(8...)
I don't, I don't need you (You)
Look at my wrist, that's a Franck Mulle' (Pew)
I can't f*ck one, I do it in two's (Two's)
Count it with my thumbs, all my money blue (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Suck me up, why you leavin' so soon?
You so fake, smеll it in your perfume (Ew)
That's a Wraith, this a big-ass coupe
Limbs out of placе, choppa leave you doomed (Bah)
She on me, and she ride it like a Dune
Buggy sh*t, muddy sh*t, look at the moon
Double cup, it keep f*ckin' up my tooth
Bad b*tch give me problems but not f*ckin' up my loot
We don't move no 8-balls, we not tryna play no pool
I know all the veterans and the boys in coke school
Smokin' on that loud, boy you smokin' on a Juul
I got too much, I got—this ain't nothin' new

[Chorus]
I don't, I don't need you (You)
Look at my wrist, that's a Franck Mulle' (Pew)
I can't f*ck one, I do it in two's (Two's)
Count it with my thumbs, all my money blue (Pew)
Balenciaga, this ain't Jimmy Choo (No way)
She keep lyin' like the zoo (Why?)
I don't even mind, there's no rules (No)

[Verse 2]
I come in handy with the tool
Okay, I just woke up with a whole lot of paper
Money bustin' out the safe, my safe don't even look safe (Safer)
That is not a new Rollie, you just changed up your face (Faker)
I be seeing all your moves, need to change up your pace
You too skinny for Lil Uzi, need change up your weight (Yeah)
Cut my side b*tch off, I'm through, met her right in the A (Bye, bye)
My new girl, yeah, she a dime and she not with the fame (Fame)
Take pictures, we show our shoes 'cause we don't show our face
She so bad and she so cool, foreign, she on my grade
You don't have to leave my crib, you can fish on my lake
These n*ggas don't got no drip, and they don't got no taste
Make her sit right on my di*k, and she sat on your face (Face)
[Chorus]
I don't, I don't need you (You)
Look at my wrist, that's a Franck Mulle' (Pew)
I can't f*ck one, I do it in two's (Two's)
Count it with my thumbs, all my money blue (Pew)
Balenciaga, this ain't Jimmy Choo (No way)
She keep lyin' like the zoo (Why?)
I don't even mind, there's no rules (One, two)
(What's up?)