[Lyric] Cheerio Original (Adamn Killa)

[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert]
Woo, yeah
Woah (Yeah), yeah
I get the guap, that's the truth (The truth), yeah
I get to God, that's the truth (The truth), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi Vert)

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Okay, I came in with a whole 'nother plan (A plan), damn
Okay, I came in with some whole different bands (Some whole different bands), damn
Yeah, I feel like I'm the man, ooh (The man)
Ooh, I feel like I'm the one, ooh (Ooh)
I fuck your bitch and my diamonds they VVS so that shit shine like the sun, yeah
Thesе niggas mad at me, okay
It's cool, I don't even fuck with thеse boys (Okay)
Silencer on my gun, yeah
I don't even fuck with no noise, yeah
Tell me what you gonna do about it 'cause I had to go get all the money (Yeah)
That girl ain't want me before, I think that shit funny (I think it's funny)
Stack up the bands to the top, I'm the man (Yeah)
I got guap, these niggas all be fans (Slatt), yeah
I had to go out
I had to put my dick right in her mouth
I had to go out
I had to show these boys what it's about
This is not the hokey-pokey, my Glock it got pokeys on it
That's a knife, got an AK-47
Came with the MAC-10 and the MAC-11
SRT, it do not got no traction
Sauce, sauce, sauce, I'm a boss, boss, boss
I will knock you off way before you get off
I keep it two Virgil's, whip that white until it's off (I keep it two Virgil's)
I keep it two Virgil's, whip that white until it's off (Oh, uh)
Whip it up, whip it up, whip it up, uh (Yeah)
Balmain zipper, yeah, I zip it up, uh (Yeah)
Whip it up, whip it up, whip it up, uh (Yeah)
Balmain zipper, yeah, I zip it up, uh (Yeah)
Blicky'd up, blicky'd up, blicky'd up, yeah (Blicky'd up)
That be the Glock, I could clip it up, yeah (Yeah)
Fuck the dirt, bury my heart in the sand
'Cause I'm on the beach and I got a plan (Okay), yeah
I'm on the beach and I got a plan (Okay), yeah
And I could tell that she got a man (Okay)
[Chorus: Adamn Killa]
Give me the racks, I go (Give me the racks, I go)
Cheeri-Cheerio (Cheerio, cheerio)
You don't want me to reach my goals (My goals)
I reach, I reach my goals (My goals)
Too much swag, can't flop (Can't flop)
I don't flop, I float (I float)
She got all hands on deck (On deck)
Like I'm on the boat (Woo)
Give me the racks, I go (Give me the racks, I go)
Cheeri-Cheerio
You don't want me to reach my goals (My goals)
I reach, I reach my goals (Hmm)
Too much swag, can't flop (Can't flop)
I don't flop, I float (I float)
She got all hands on deck (On deck)
Like I'm on the boat

[Verse 2: Adamn Killa]
She got all hands on deck
Like I'm on the boat
I'm [?], I'm a goat (Oh)
They hate on me, I know (I know, I know)
They hate too damn hard (Too hard)
They gon' have a stroke (A stroke)
I just say what I wrote (I wrote)
This the life I chose (This the life I chose)
Give me the bat, I hit it on the nose
Too much swag (Swag, swag)
I'm out of control (Yeah)
Where this money come from?
I do not know (What it at?)
I swear I use to be poor (I'm poor)
But I am not poor no more (No more)
Designer on my body (My body)
I'm a label whore (Whore)
I shaved the bottoms of my balls (Bottom of my balls)
Like I was at war (Ain't winnin', ain't winnin')
I crashed my Honda Civic (What?)
Don't got a Honda no more (No more)
I grew up so broke (No, no)
Didn't get paid for chores
[Chorus: Adamn Killa]
Give me the racks, I go (Give me the racks, I go)
Cheeri-Cheerio (Cheerio, cheerio)
You don't want me to reach my goals (My goals)
I reach, I reach my goals (My goals)
Too much swag, can't flop (Can't flop)
I don't flop, I float (I float)
She got all hands on deck (On deck)
Like I'm on the boat (Woo)
Give me the racks, I go (Give me the racks, I go)
Cheeri-Cheerio
You don't want me to reach my goals (My goals)
I reach, I reach my goals (Hmm)
Too much swag, can't flop (Can't flop)
I don't flop, I float (I float)
She got all hands on deck (On deck)
Like I'm on the boat