[Intro: Playboi Carti & Lotto Savage]
Psst, What? (In this bitch, in this bitch)
Yeah
I'm in this bitch with Yung Carti (Carti, bih')
Yeah

[Chorus: Lotto Savage & Playboi Carti]
Check out my neck and wrist (What?)
I know you can tell that we lit (What?)
I know you can tell that we lit
I know you can tell that we lit (What?)
Look at my neck and my wrist (Loaded)
I got this shit off a lick, uh
Fuckin' my bih', yeah
Fuckin my bih' on my bed, yeah
Everything lit
Everything lit
Everything lit
Everything lit
Everything lit
Everything lit
Everything lit

[Verse 1: Loso Loaded & Playboi Carti]
Walking lick, I'm licking, smelling, and I'm talking bricks
I get that green money
Kyrie Irving, Nike bosses and shit
Brand new Rollie and it's two-tone, ain't rocking that, I'm rocking VLONE
Me and Carti pulling up and we smash it
Louis luggage, I don't need extra baggage
Family time, bitch, I'm up on my fashion
Gucci, Alexander McQueen on the glasses
Balling on a n***a, yeah, I feel likе I'm Magic, yeah (Ballin', ballin')
Yeah, fuckin' thesе hoes, yeah, I be dancin'
Diamonds they always be dancin'
Bitches they always be dancin' (Ayy)
Diamonds they always be prancin'
Fucked a lil' bih' in my mansion (Uh, what?)
Fuckin' that bih' in my mansion
Ooh, I'm takin' advantage
Ooh, yeah, kickin' her out
Ooh, she havin' a tantrum (Buh)
Kickin' her out, yeah, she havin' a tantrum, yeah
[Chorus: Lotto Savage & Playboi Carti]
Check out my neck, and my wrist (My wrist)
I know you can tell that we lit (I'm lit)
I know you can tell that we lit (Too lit)
I know you can tell that we lit (Too lit)
Look at my neck, and my wirst
I get this shit off a lick
Fuckin' my bih', yeah
Fuckin my bih' on my bed, yeah
Everything lit
Everything lit
Everything lit
Everything lit
Everything lit
Everything lit
Everything lit

[Verse 2: Lotto Savage, Playboi Carti & Loso Loaded]
(Hold up)
I look like a walkin' lick (Mhm)
Pull up while kickin' my shit (They do)
Your bitch, she diggin' my fit (Ooh)
Dropped the deuce, and I fucked up the liter
I don't fuck with that bitch, I don't need her
And if bih' want Carti, better throw up party
Bitches stupid, she think I'ma eat her (Psst)
If you frontin' me, swear you can't get it back
Me and Carti in them beamin' they back to back
Strapped with that stick and I look like a walkin' lick (Slatt)
Young n***a came with a full clip (Phew)
Yeah, ooh, fucked the bad bitch on my door lit
Yeah, young n***a throw it
Yeah, loaded, loaded
Yeah, fully, fully
Ooh, yeah, loaded, loaded
You don't wanna do this (Psst, yuh)
Loaded, loaded, fully (Drowned), young n***a been rich (Yeah)
Aquafina water yeah bitch I look like a lake
[Chorus: Lotto Savage & Playboi Carti]
Check out my neck, and my wrist (What?)
I know you can tell that we lit (Yeah)
I know you can tell that we lit (Yuh)
I know you can tell that we lit (What?)
Look at my neck, and my wirst
I get this shit off a lick
Uh, fuckin' my bitch (What?)
Yeah, bitch, turn up
Everything lit
Everything lit
Everything lit
Everything lit
Everything lit
Everything lit
Everything lit

[Outro: Playboi Carti & Loso Loaded]
Check it out, uh, yeah
Fuckin' that bih', uh (I'm on that go)
I'm on the 6, uh, blowin' my net
Pourin' the 6
Pourin' the 6