Million Dollar Play
Lil Uzi Vert Lyrics


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I just told Mean, "Yeah, we gon' be straight"
He saw me make a million off one damn play
I let him keep that money (Zaytoven)
'Cause I know he keep it safe (Buddah Bless this beat)
They ain't goin' runnin' out safe (baow)
We gon' put it right in they face (let's go)

Yeah, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (baow)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (yeah)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (brr)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (yeah)
FNs, Glocks and Dracos
No, we ain't got no Rugers tucked (yeah)
I don't even play with these niggas when I'm sober
So I'm on fuck shit when I'm bootin' up (booted up)
I'm stiff in the club, can't loosen up
Let my Glock in, motherfucker, got tool tucked
My niggas shoot shit, my niggas too cut
I'm in the cut gettin' sucked by two sluts
Pay for the hit he'll kill your favorite shooter
Ain't goin' vacation, that's the power of the mula
Elliot diamonds all on the cougar
I still owe Elliot a little Mula
You don't know Elliot? Bitch, that's my jeweler
Elliante, Fante, diamond cooler (let's go)

I got a lot whole lot of bands in my pants, they from France
My girl from Chicago, she said she don't like rappers
I told her, "Give me a chance"
This is a Range Rover, this not a Lamb'
Usin' a money counter up again
I cannot count it up right with my hands
You know my gun, it came with hundred round
Yeah, and the inside, it came with a fan
Yeah (brr), yeah (brr)
Here I go again (brr, hello)
If you try me, we gon' have to hit your man

Yeah, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (baow)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (yeah)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (baow)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (yeah)
FNs, Glocks and Dracos
No, we ain't got no Rugers tucked (yeah)
I don't even play with these niggas when I'm sober
So I'm on fuck shit when I'm bootin' up (booted up)
I'm stiff in the club, can't loosen up
Let my Glock in, motherfucker, got tool tucked
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (yeah, yeah)
Pour up, pour up, pour up
Pour up, pour up, pour up
Go up

You know I'm drinkin' on sizzurp, yeah
You know I'm fuckin' your gizzurl, yeah
You know my necklace a blizzard (count up)
Niggas tried to go inside the safe, put the gun in they face
Shootin' my shot just like I'm Dr. J, million dollar play
I won't talk, yeah I'm too stiff
I'm steppin' inside the club with a Glock on my hip
Drinkin' on oil, I'm downin' my pill
Count it up, get delirious
What she gon' do for the liberty
My money got her stiffer than the Statue of Liberty
Bitches on bitches, I'm literally, some of them come from the Middle East
Drippin', I'm spending, yeah, I'm the epitome
Pluto my name and I'm bigger than Kennedy
Ridin' 'round, two lil' vibes and I got three Glocks on my side
Niggas better run and go hide
You know you gon' die if you pop outside

Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (baow)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (baow)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (baow)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up
FNs, Glocks and Dracos
No, we ain't got no Rugers tucked (yeah)
I don't even play with these niggas when I'm sober
So I'm on fuck shit when I'm bootin' up (geeked up)
I'm stiff in the club, can't loosen up
Got my Glock in, motherfucker, got tool tucked
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up

I just told Mean, "Yeah, we gon' be straight"
He saw me make a million off one damn play
I let him keep that money 'cause I know he keep it safe (yeah, that my boy)
They ain't goin' runnin' out safe (baow)
We gon' put it right in they face (yeah)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (baow)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (yeah)




Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (baow)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (brr, yeah)

Overall Meaning

The song "Million Dollar Play" by Lil Uzi Vert and Future is a classic trap song that glorifies a lavish and violent lifestyle. The first verse starts with Uzi telling his friend Mean that they're going to be straight because he just made a million off one play. He lets Mean keep the money because he trusts him to keep it safe. The song then delves into the use of guns, with Future rapping about the different types of guns they have and how they are not afraid to use them.


The chorus repeats the phrase "shoot it up" as a call to action for their crew to use their guns. The second verse talks about the opulent lifestyle they lead, with Uzi mentioning his designer jewelry and his pants filled with money. He also brags about his sexual exploits and the fact that he is willing to kill for money. Future continues to talk about his violent nature and how he is always ready to use his guns.


Overall, the song is a commentary on the trap lifestyle that is celebrated in some parts of the hip-hop community. It glorifies violence and crime while also showcasing the trappings of success. It's a cautionary tale about the dangers of getting caught up in the lifestyle and the potential consequences of those actions.


Line by Line Meaning

I just told Mean, "Yeah, we gon' be straight"
I reassured my friend Mean that everything will be okay


He saw me make a million off one damn play
My friend saw me earning a lot of money from a single deal


I let him keep that money (Zaytoven)
I allowed him to keep the money I earned to ensure its safety


'Cause I know he keep it safe (Buddah Bless this beat)
I trust him to secure the money


They ain't goin' runnin' out safe (baow)
My enemies won't leave unharmed


We gon' put it right in they face (let's go)
We'll confront them directly and aggressively


Yeah, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (baow)
We'll quickly and repeatedly fire guns


FNs, Glocks and Dracos
We'll use different types of firearms


No, we ain't got no Rugers tucked (yeah)
We don't need to hide our weapons


I don't even play with these niggas when I'm sober
I don't interact positively with these people even when I'm not drunk


So I'm on fuck shit when I'm bootin' up (booted up)
I'm intentionally acting aggressively when I'm high


I'm stiff in the club, can't loosen up
I'm uncomfortable and tense in the party environment


Let my Glock in, motherfucker, got tool tucked
I brought my gun to the party for safety


My niggas shoot shit, my niggas too cut
My companions are also armed and prepared to shoot


I'm in the cut gettin' sucked by two sluts
I'm receiving sexual favors from two women in a private area


Pay for the hit he'll kill your favorite shooter
I can hire someone to murder your top marksman


Ain't goin' vacation, that's the power of the mula
I'm not taking a break because of the value of the money I'm earning


Elliot diamonds all on the cougar
My car has diamonds from Elliot, my personal jeweler


I still owe Elliot a little Mula
I still need to pay Elliot some money


You don't know Elliot? Bitch, that's my jeweler
You don't know who Elliot is? He's my jeweler and I'm proud of that


Elliante, Fante, diamond cooler (let's go)
My diamonds from Elliante and Fante look amazing


I got a lot whole lot of bands in my pants, they from France
I'm carrying a large amount of money in my pants, which is from France


My girl from Chicago, she said she don't like rappers
My girlfriend from Chicago dislikes musicians in the rap genre


I told her, "Give me a chance"
I asked her to give me an opportunity to prove her wrong


This is a Range Rover, this not a Lamb'
I'm driving a Range Rover, not a Lamborghini


Usin' a money counter up again
I'm once again counting my money using a machine


I cannot count it up right with my hands
I can't manually count my money accurately


You know my gun, it came with hundred round
My firearm has a magazine that holds 100 bullets


Yeah, and the inside, it came with a fan
My firearm has an internal cooling system


Here I go again (brr, hello)
I'm starting to talk about my violent actions once again


If you try me, we gon' have to hit your man
If you provoke me, I'll attack your associates


Pour up, pour up, pour up
I'm pouring alcohol into a glass


You know I'm drinkin' on sizzurp, yeah
I'm consuming a type of cough syrup mixed with soda and candy


You know I'm fuckin' your gizzurl, yeah
I'm having sexual intercourse with your girlfriend


You know my necklace a blizzard (count up)
My necklace has a lot of diamonds


Niggas tried to go inside the safe, put the gun in they face
Some people attempted to steal from my safe, so I threatened them with a gun


Shootin' my shot just like I'm Dr. J, million dollar play
I made a million dollar deal with confidence, similar to how Dr. J made basketball shots


I won't talk, yeah I'm too stiff
I won't speak much because I'm tense and anxious


I'm steppin' inside the club with a Glock on my hip
I'm entering the nightclub with a Glock handgun visible on my side


Drinkin' on oil, I'm downin' my pill
I'm drinking motor oil and taking pills to enhance or alter my high


Count it up, get delirious
I'm counting my money while feeling dizzy and disoriented


What she gon' do for the liberty
What sexual favors will she perform for money


My money got her stiffer than the Statue of Liberty
My wealth is so impressive that it leaves her stunned and still


Bitches on bitches, I'm literally, some of them come from the Middle East
I have multiple women around me, some of whom come from the Middle East


Drippin', I'm spending, yeah, I'm the epitome
I'm spending a lot of money and am the embodiment of financial excess


Pluto my name and I'm bigger than Kennedy
I go by the name Pluto and think of myself as more important than President Kennedy


Ridin' 'round, two lil' vibes and I got three Glocks on my side
I'm driving with two young women and three Glock guns with me


Niggas better run and go hide
My enemies should flee and find a hiding place


You know you gon' die if you pop outside
If you confront us, you'll be killed


So I'm on fuck shit when I'm bootin' up (geeked up)
I'm acting irresponsibly and violently when I'm high and excited


Got my Glock in, motherfucker, got tool tucked
I brought my gun with me and have it concealed


We gon' put it right in they face (yeah)
We'll confront our rivals directly and aggressively


Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (brr, yeah)
We'll repeatedly and quickly fire our guns




Lyrics Β© Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Nayvadius Demun Wilburn, Symere Woods, Tyron Douglas, Xavier L. Dotson

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million dollar play , plastic, and i don’t wanna break up are my favorites

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