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[Playboi Carti]
Bitch (Bitch), slatt
Opps, yeah
(Bitch), yeah
Lean, Codeine, 'deine
Lean, lean
Blatt, bean
What?

Flex up, racks up
Flex up, racks up
Flex up, racks up
Flex up, racks up
Flex up, racks up
I'm in this hoe with a big cup
Forty-five hundred a litre
Forty-five hundred a litre
I'm in this hoe with a big cup
It's forty-five hundred a litre
I got codeine in a white cup
I got codeine in a white cup
I got codeine in a white cup
I'm in the trap with a white slut
I fuck the bitch, she a white slut
I got these bitches on white, yeah
Racks up, racks up
Racks up, racks up
Flex up, racks up
I'm tryna go shake, yeah
I'm tryna go shake, yeah
I'mma pick out the [?]
I aim at the bank, I aim at the bank, yeah
I aim at the bank, I'm killin' the bank, yeah
I aim at the bank, yeah, I pick out the bank, yeah
I bring out the -, yeah
I bring out the case, yeah
Aim at your face, yeah
Aim at your face, yeah
Pick out the rack, yeah
I pick out the K, yeah
I pick out the K, yeah
I pick up the drac', yeah
Fuck on your bitch, yeah
Aim at her face, yeah
Come on your block, yeah
Shoot at your bank, yeah
Pick up the bank, yeah
I pick up the, yeah, yeah
I pick up the K, yeah
I pick up the drac', yeah
I slide on yo' block, yeah
[?] face, yeah
I don't catch face, yeah
All I got is faith, yeah
I'm tryna spray, yeah
All I got is faith, yeah
Shoot at ya' face, yeah
Shoot at ya' face, yeah
Spray it like mace, yeah
I'm spraying like mace, yeah
Spray it like mace, yeah
I spray it like mace, yeah
I spray out 'bout cake, yeah
You spray 'bout some cake, yeah
You spray 'bout some cake, yeah
I came with the eight, yeah
Came with them eighths, yeah
I'm on the eight, yeah
I'm rockin' with eight, yeah
Get killed on a date, yeah
My n***as won't wait, yeah
Can't go on no date, yeah
Can't go on no date, yeah
I cannot wait, yeah
I caught a opp lackin' yeah
He was on a date, yeah
I got a AP on my arm, my bitch got a back, yeah
Shoot at ya' face, yeah
I cannot wait
I got some hoe, ooh, ooh
We goin' on dates, yeah
These n***as be sippin' the green
These n***as be sippin' the green
I'm never sippin' the -, uh
I'm never sippin' the green
I'm poppin' shit, just like a bean, yeah
I'm fallin' in love with codeine
My baby she think I'm a fiend
I really be servin' the fiends
I'm rollin' on X and codeine
I'm rollin' on X and codeine
I'm rollin' on X and codeine (Homixide)
I'm poppin' with my X with codeine
I'm doin' them drugs, mean
I'm doin' them drugs, mean
That white hoe love me
That white bitch love me, hol' up, yeah
...
I'm rocking them animal beans
I take the-
I take the bitch [?] beans
I fuck the bitch when-, beans
...
[Lil Yachty]
Six speeds, Bentleys, APs, that shit light (Light)
Two-piece, FNs, red dots, chop your height (Height)
His bitch posted us on her story, now he tight (Tight)
My bitch, she know better, she do that and she might die (Die)
I was buyin' Birkins at eighteen (Yeah, yeah)
That's why she don't mind the B's, fuck you mean? (Woo)
My Spur fatal, rock 'em, cradle (Grrt)
I don't hang with brokes, I don't take advice (Boom)
N***as snitchin', meet in person, feds tapped bro device
Spent a quarter like a hoarder, ball like Jerry Rice
Yeah, 2020, lambo'd up, key'd up, tried to take it, I'm violin
Big pressure, fucking n***as on, camping in the back now I'm plying in
Fuck it up, yeah I'm flying in, now the gangs on sliming in
Drive through, can't find shit, n***as going broke flyin' private
Tryna prove point still pussy, won't hang you without dying
The B roll boutta call you in, call you in now we double up

[Future]
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Lambo')
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah ('Rari)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Lambo')
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah ('Rari)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah (Rover)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah
Bet you won't get no murders out me
Go tell the cops, I bet you won't get no murders out me (Rover)
Flip flop, drop-top, swap out, four-door Rolls
Pill poppers, head doctor, she swallow it up, woah, woah, woah
Big as a Bronco, big-ass chopper, rings lightin' up, woah, woah, woah
Hella boppers suck me proper, like to gobble, woah, woah, woah
Richard Mille aquia, I'm flippin' that tilapia
Turn the temperature way up, they can't get in the way of us
Private invitational, but everyone is safe to come
Gotta make my haters mad, give 'em somethin' to talk about
Take a bitch from south of France, push her back to Waffle House
Murder on the case, I had to spazz, fuck her doggystyle
I don't know how to be a normal n***a, one thing I forgot
I got blood then on the floor, but now I ball like basketball (Burr)
Told you how to take the price up
Yeah, I showed you how to cook wired up
Didn't I told you "Go and get iced up?"
Told the south hoes get wife'd up
New rappers getting hyped up 'cause it's just dark, get your lights up
Most of n***as don't like us 'cause the money made I swiped up (Burr-Burr-Burr)
Had a water platinum ice cut
Hit your block and break the dice up
Free the wodies, got indicted, they see I'm moving in silent
I got your boo on an iceland, had to come prove on a private
I know you askin' the world about me, n***a, come see your digital
Guarantee I never speak on lames in my interview
Bet you won't get murders out me, talkin' to the general
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Lambo')
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah ('Rari)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Lambo')
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah ('Rari)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah (Rover)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah (Tell the cops)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah
Bet you won't get no murders out me