Yeat ft. Lil Uzi Vert - 3G Lyrics

Psycho (Psycho)
Yeah (yeah)

I'm the first one that's gon' turn up 'til mob
Fuckin' that bitch and her aunt, yeah (huh?)
I got the muh'fuckin' Glock on me, yeah
I got that .40 like, what? Yeah (Glocky)
I don't even know of these niggas, nuh-uh (baow)
Mask on my face like I rob (what?) yeah
Niggas, they talkin' that shit, but nuh-uh (shh)
None of these niggas they raw, uh (what?)
I done pulled up with a whole lotta guap
Pulled up, a whole lotta knots, yeah
I done pulled up with a whole lotta thots
Most of these niggas, they opps, uh
I don't even know why these niggas, they opps
Most of these niggas get popped, uh
That was for free and that shit was for me
That shit, it came with a dot, yeah
That shit, it came with a price, ooh
My neck, it came with some ice, ooh (ice)
Fuck on your bitch, that was twice, uh (twice)
Fuck on your bitch, that was twice, uh (twice)
I had to go outside 'cause I feel like I was the only one outta space (hey)
Huh, where am I? (Whoa)
Yeah, yeah, outer space (oh my God)
Yeah (what?), outer space (oh my God)
Yeah, outer space, yeah (oh my God)

Outer space, outer space, outer space (oh my God)
Outer space (where am I?), outer space, outer space (oh my God)
Outer space, outer space, outer space (oh my God)
Outer space, outer space, outer space (whoa, huh?)
Outer space, outer space, outer space (yeah)
Outer space (yeah, ayy)

Sheesh, fee, fee
I've been countin' racks ever since 3G (racks)
Stackin' them rackies up, stand like three feet (yeah)
Yeah, Mike Jackson, hee, hee (yeah)
My boys, they trappin', they sellin' it
Hittin' the block, it go "Hee, hee" (yeah)
Takin' the molly, the better batch
That shit gon' hit you like "Hee, hee" (what?)

I just pulled out the Lamb', yeah
I got a slatt like him, yeah
I'm on the side of the Benz, don't pull up with molly, I pull up this lean, yeah
I do this, yeah, I do this, yeah
I'm on the X, I be zooted, yeah
I'm on the Perc, I be fooded, yeah
Hop out the four-door I swerve, swerve
High, I'm in the sky, I'ma bird, bird
My twizzy slimin', they birds
Yeah, told her, "Let's get it" (get it)
I've been up inside the Tonk', yeah
Who decided you could talk? Yeah
I been chillin' at the top, yeah
My wrist so heavy, it's a mop (lil' moppy)
I just called up my lil' demon, he told me to take every Perc' 'til it's gone (boot up)
I just woke up (boot up), take a X for the boot up
Out my mind, bitch, I'm feelin' like Buddha (out my mind)
Blick and hemi, gotta send me a photo (baow)
Stilpane, pour the eight in my soda (yeah, grrrh, grrrh)

I've been countin' racks ever since 3G (racks)
Stackin' them rackies up, stand like three feet (yeah)
Yeah, Mike Jackson, hee, hee (yeah)
My boys, they trappin', they sellin' it
Hittin' the block, it go "Hee, hee" (yeah)

Outer space, outer space, outer space (oh my God, huh? What?)
Outer space, outer space, outer space (oh my God, huh? What?)
Outer space (where am I?), outer space, outer space (huh? Oh my God, whoa)
Outer space, outer space, outer space
Outer space, outer space, outer space (yeah)