Enemies (Chopped Not Slopped) Songtext
von Lil Uzi Vert

Yeah, yeah (damn)
Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn
Lil Uzi
(That be Maaly Raw)

Got no friends, um, next to me, enemies too close
Raf Simons on my feet that′s why I fucked your ho
Middle fingers to my enemies, I stay in my glow
And you know they gonna intervene, my niggas do the most
Ballin', I′m just zonin', I'm just zonin′
Gettin′, all this money off recordin' (oh, yeah)
Pourin′, I keep pourin', I keep pourin′ (oh, yeah)
Know some little niggas that'll rock you for some Jordans
Taking double G′s in navy blue jeans like a carbon
Oh, you wanna try me, walk around you with the carbon
Once again I had your bitch, you don't believe me, now you stalking
Now you see that shit, now your heart is so broken


Now she all on me, had me lost in the moment
Drinking Hennessy, don't get drunk, now I′m zonin′ (now I'm zonin′)
All my bitch grade A, fuck with B's and some C′s tho
Number one that vroom, watch out for them Buick Regals
Number one that vroom, watch out for them Grand Marquises
In the hood, with my chains on, with my demons
If you talk shit they will kill you, that's how I feel
All the old folks see us run wild, call us heathens

Balling like Kobe I never get cold
All of this shit yeah I did on my own
Talk to my momma she said to get grown
Mama be quiet, gon′ buy you a home
I'm on a diet this pussy and dope
I'm on a diet this pussy and dope
I′m on a diet this pussy and dope
Counting my money, I′m gettin' this dough

Got no friends, um, next to me, enemies too close
Raf Simons on my feet that′s why I fucked your ho
Middle fingers to my enemies, I stay in my glow
And you know they gonna intervene, my niggas do the most
Ballin', I′m just zonin', I′m just zonin'
Gettin', all this money off recordin′ (oh, yeah)
Pourin′, I keep pourin', I keep pourin′ (oh, yeah)
Know some little niggas that'll rock you for some Jordans


I′m rocking Rick Owens, your bitch on my dick and that bitch she be hoeing
Lil Uzi, I swear that I just be going
Lil Uzi, I swear that I just be flowing
Drinkin' that lean when I′m with my nigga Scheme
I swear to god I just be pouring
Move like a captain and we neva lackin'
I swear to god that we stay up till the mornin'

Niggas like my style, oh yeah, I know it
Niggas bite my style, oh, I know it
Jump in the ′Rari, and I′m gonna floor it
Skitter the engine when that bitch be roarin'
Wiz drove my foreign like when I was just tourin′
Wiz drove my foreign like when I was just tourin'
Collect all my calls and I ball like I′m Jordan
I made a porno and your bitch was the star

You a bitch nigga and you already know
And my brother he be whippin;the stove
All my niggas they grippin' the poles
Number one rule, do not trip on no ho
You can not get this shit right in the store
You can not get this shit right in the store
I′ma ball like I am Derrick Rose
I be ballin' like I am Amber Rose

Got no friends, um, next to me, enemies too close
Raf Simons on my feet that's why I fucked your ho
Middle fingers to my enemies, I stay in my glow
And you know they gonna intervene, my niggas do the most
Ballin′, I′m just on it, I'm just on it
Gettin′, all this money off recordin' (oh, yeah)
Pourin′, I keep pourin', I keep pourin′ (oh, yeah)
Know some little niggas that'll rock you for some Jordans

I be ballin' like, I took the position of the starter, I′m your father like collar
Waiter, watchu doing? Why you waiting? (Fuck you doin′?)
Bitches on my dick now, these niggas hatin'
But they act, like they ain′t out here hatin'
When I be around, they participating
Drive around in that new shit, like I′m racing
I be dishin' all these bars
Throwin′ like I'm Peyton

Why you always on my ho tho?
When she up in Soho
She look at you, even if she wasn't say she taken
Never had this much money so a nigga pacin′ (damn)
Put my dick in her, now the thought leave her shakin′

Ok good food, I'm tastin′
Bitch you leave in the a.m.
Smoke more than a damn Frenchman
My girl like Sanaa Lathan
Like I'm a legend in the making
Fuck nigga get Nathan
I′m flexin, finessin'
You rockin′ Giuseppe
Your pockets ain't what I be rakin'

Got no friends, um, next to me, enemies too close
Raf Simons on my feet, that′s why I fucked your ho
Middle fingers to my enemies I stay in my glow
And you know they gonna intervene my niggas do the most
Ballin′, I'm just zonin′, I'm just zonin′
Gettin', all this money off recordin′ (oh, yeah)
Pourin', I keep pourin', I keep pourin′ (oh, yeah)
Know some little niggas that′ll rock you for some Jordans