Spent a hundred K on my son, I bought my sister a jeep Can't fuck with these hood hoes no more, they don't give a fuck about me All-black 23 Lebron with the heat I was just in Miami in the Rolls-Royce geeked Lil' tommy got an Fn in the backseat Red rag, red flag, bitch, you better make peace I'm in this bitch with my killers Whole lotta motherfucking niggas We got them motherfucking choppers I pick you up, nigga, I get you I said I don't fuck with these niggas We see 'em, we punching them niggas We upping the score on these niggas Go out the backdoor on that nigga Go out the backdoor on that nigga Go out the backdoor on that nigga Go out the backdoor on that nigga Go back And I'm still posted with my boy, yeah, my slatt Beno, he go crazy, you know that
Whole lotta bands in this bitch Whole lotta cash in this bitch Hop on the motherfucking plane I just popped me a G6 You know that I love to stay high My shawty just said that she bi She carry that shit, she gon' ride I fucked her then told her she mine I'm really not with telling lies I really don't hang around guys The streets treat me like God My bitch treat me like a God Got a main and a side Fuck fame, I ride with the fire Blow out the brain in the ride Blow out the brain in the ride I'm riding 'round town with a ratchet bitch She say, "Carti, you back on your ratchet shit" I rock diamonds, the Patek from Elliante Show me something that Carti not better than If a nigga keep talking, we running in Get that nigga kicked out like I'm punting it On the block rolling dice and I'm going in Yeah, yeah
Spent a hundred K on my son, I bought my sister a jeep Can't fuck with these hood hoes no more, they don't give a fuck about me All-black 23 Lebron with the heat I was just in Miami in the Rolls-Royce geeked Lil' tommy got an Fn in the backseat Red rag, red flag, bitch, you better make peace I'm in this bitch with my killers Whole lotta motherfucking niggas We got them motherfucking choppers I pick you up, nigga, I get you I said I don't fuck with these niggas We see 'em, we punching them niggas We upping the score on these niggas Go out the backdoor on that nigga Go out the backdoor on that nigga Go out the backdoor on that nigga Go out the backdoor on that nigga Go back And I'm still posted with my boy, yeah, my slatt Beno, he go crazy, you know that
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Compositores: Jalan Anthony Lowe (BMI), Jordan Terrell Carter (Playboi Carti) (ASCAP), Tobias Dekker (BMI)Editores: Cash Carti Music (ASCAP), Outtatown222 Publishing (BMI), Songs Of Platinum Grammar (BMI), Sony-ATV Tunes LLC (ASCAP)Administração: Sony Music Publishing LLC, Sony-ATV Tunes LLC (ASCAP), Sony/ATV Songs LLC (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #30412557 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM