This is a song about "Lil uzi vert bad and boujee"

Of bad bitches and good tree

Bait baby, wait baby

Okay, bad grades, good grades, it's 8th grade, lil boys out here tryna get laid, but all

Bottle of wrong-ful, reflection of this bitches head swinging on the wall,

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

And i got that bait, they all bad

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

When i am mad, and things look bad/

When i am mad, and things look bad/

To get them niggas while they laid back

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

You give a lil chuck'll and start playing the name game.

Keep me away from her mother and her lil sister

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

An enemy troop foolishly unloaded his uzi and sprayed