Playboi Carti
Y3ah! (Bugs Bunny*)
I got money coming, I got slatts coming
I got bitches coming
I got money on me
I got hunnids on me
Keep them hundreds on me
Keep them hundreds coming
Keep them bitches coming
Keep them opps running
I just smoked an opp, you can keep it coming
I got bloodies with me, I got cousins with me
I got thotties with me, I got slutties with me
I'm on the Southside, I got two nines
I fucked two hoes 'cause I'm too fine
I got hoes, yeah, after hoes, yeah
I change clothes, yeah, I change clothes, yeah
Different clothes, yеah, different tastes, yеah
She wanna taste, yeah, nut in her face, yeah
Bad bitch got a case, yeah, but I wanted to give it to her, but I can't give her all, yeah, so I can't see these bitch, oh yeah
I can't even starve with you
I got the money, yeah, I got a money issue, I got a uh, hold up
I got the cash on me, Bugs Bunny, yeah
Shawty fuckin' on me, yeah she love me, yeah
I'm Cash Carti, yeah, I need a barbie, yeah
Hoes be starving yeah, hold up
I'm so fly like a martian, yeah
I take off on these bitches, they be-, hold up
I take off on these bitches, that shit [?], hold up
These bitches be costin' hoes, they costin'
Yeah, n***a flossin

[Verse 2]
Ice on me, I don't even know what it cost no more
Ice on me, I don't even know
Different slatts, every day, yeah
Different bitches, different place
I put it all in her face
Then we go on vacay
I'm gon' do this every day
I'm gon nut in her face
Shawty better not be afraid
'Cause a n***a keep a 'K

Money everywhere
Bitches everywhere
These bitches do not care
Bitches everywhere
Hold up pussy n***a
You want smoke, we smoke you (We smoke, we smoke, hol' up, big truck, big truck)
I'm a slime, I'm a killer
I'ma hit 'em with ten, n***a
Give a fuck 'bout a victim
Give a fuck 'bout them n***as
I'm the enemy, I know I'm me
That bitch on me, yeah, like vaseline
Hold up uh, hold up uh, why you checkin' on it?
I got bitches up on me, that be flirting with me
I'm so fly, like a motherfuckin' pigeon homie
I'm in New York wit them n***as countin' digits homie
Run it up like a scammer, my n***as keep a hammer
We can fuck right now
Numbers don't lie, lil bitch
(Uh, Yeah)
Numbers don't lie, lil bitch
Got a bitch right now, she getting high wit me
Got a bitch hiding in the crib, yeah
Im with slime we slugging
Me and my n***a we thuggin'
Imma fuck this hoe shawty wanna be mine
I can't fuck these hoes forever
I gotta get this money I'm too clever