Lil Uzi Vert- Lo Mein (lyrics)

Lil Uzi Vert - Lo Mein (official lyrics) Yeah, chopstick came with a large lo mein Extra clip in it, nigga, I ain&got no aim Balmain pocket filled with fresh romaine And I stay with the cash like a XO chain Fifty-five hundred, nigga, that&your rain? When I go to the club, make it storm, hurricane (yeah) Nigga pull up, think he G.I. Joe Man, 7.62, turn him G.I. Jane It&that Rick Owen boot, they be knee-high, man Now when I look down you know I can&see my ankle Man, she asked for some racks gave her three times ten Put her right in the condo, put her in the Benz And I did all of that, don&wanna see her again And honestly on to better things, that&her friend These niggas groupies, they peons, man King of my city like Leon, man &of these niggas by eons, man She let me touch for the freon, man So you know that&a must like Elon, man They was hatin&I was spendin&you was savin' Man, I&countin&up green like a pea pod, man I was holdin&down my team like my name was Peyton Had to make sure my brother good, Eli Manning Cartier&got diamonds all in the middle Like a nigga pulled up with three eyes, man Just know them shits, they all G.I., man Everybody got Rollies, that&two time frame I said my side girl tryna be my main And I said my main girl keep stalkin&my side I told her, "Shut up and go for a ride" (skrrt) In this Rolls-Royce truck Girl, yeah, you can be on the bus (yeah) You can get what you want Out the mall, no need to hold me up (woo) Rickity-racks that&all in my Louis V jeans...