Lyrics of 'Skir Skirr' by Lil Uzi Vert

Lil Uzi
Make that block
Make it twerk, Brr
Hello?

Yea
Skir, skir skir, skir
Hit my uhphone
Chirp, chirp, chirp
2 piece of the perc, percs
I can make that block, twerk twerk
Which way, which way, work work
Where the pot, where the pot
Skrr Skrr (aye)
Yea
Skir, skir skir, skir
Hit my phone
Chirp, chirp, chirp chirp (Hello)
2 piece of the perc, percs
I can make that block, twerk twerk
Which way, which way, work work
Where the pot, where the pot
Skir Skirr

Chopper, brand new chopper disperse
Bad bitch wet starburst
You know what made it worse?
That's your girlfriend, then I had her first
Foreign whip, beat traffic, hit the swerve
See a opp, then a nigga on alert
I'm the type nigga that make her work
With the Gucci on this linen shirt
In the hood I was just living dirty
Everyday I had to share the dirty
Had no shoes we had to share a pair
Now my neck shine like a chandelier
Told her that I met my coupe, sit right there
Go to the crib, I'ma hit right there
They throwing shots, but they missing there
Wrist it be cool like a Frigidaire
Cold, ooh so cold
Ooh, heavy coke on the stove
I'm a fool with the pole
So slimy, wipe my nose
Water diamond need a boat
Water diamond need a row
Mix the yellow with white gold
Hit it fast then hit slow

Yea
Skir, skir skir, skir
Hit my phone
Chirp chirp, chirp chirp
2 piece of the perc, percs
I can make that block, twerk twerk
Which way, which way, work work
Where the pot, where the pot

Skir Skirr (aye)
Yea
Skir, skir skir, skir
Hit my phone
Chirp, chirp, chirp chirp (hello)
2 piece of the perc, percs
I can make that block, twerk twerk
Which way, which way, work work
Where the pot, where the pot
Skir Skirr

Stop it
Tryna help me, no I got it, stop it
I just made a whole deposit
Told the bitch I'ma profit
Lil nigga but I'm stylin'
Same semi yea its rockin'
Count up carrots and broccoli rockin' uh
Wish a nigga try to stop me
I smoke gas out a dry leaf
Ain't no seeds ain't no papi
Margiela bitch I'm styling
Different color like a Rocky
Got my ring like a hovkey
Pull up with the shottie
Old school Ted Riley
Oh I oh I think they
Yea, Oh I oh I think they like me yeah
Maybe cause my wrist is biting, uh
Maybe cause my chain get hyphy, huh
Put my dick in your wifey uh
Said that shit first verse
Put a nigga in a hearse
Better yet in the dirt
Shooting a 3 like I'm Dirk

Yea
Skir, skir skir, skir
Hit my phone
Chirp, chirp, chirp
2 piece of the perc, percs
I can make that block, twerk twerk
Which way, which way, work work
Where the pot, where the pot
Skir Skirr (aye)
Yea
Skir, skir skir, skir
Hit my phone
Chirp, chirp, chirp chirp (hello)
2 piece of the perc, percs
I can make that block, twerk twerk
Which way, which way, work work
Where the pot, where the pot
Skir Skirr