Playboi Carti
Raf (RiRi)
[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
I'm with YG, yeah (Buh-buh buh)
All my 'lil slatts, hold up
We on that lean, hold up (Ah)
In love with my cup, yeah
In love with Celine, yeah (What?)
Stay fuckin' it up, yeah (Ah)
I cop me some mink, yeah (Yeah)
I'm a fly young n***a, ooh, bee (Ah)
So the drip on fleek, yeah (Yeah)
I'm a fly young n***a, yeah
So the drip on fleek
Give a fuck about nothin', hol' up
Fucked a ho last week, ooh, yeah
Too many thots, hol' up, yeah
Too many freaks, hol' up (Bitch)

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
Too many slimes, hold up (Blatt)
Too many geeks, hold up, yeah
And I'm in this bitch off the drink, yeah
Throwin' 'em Bs, yeah (Beep)
I'm with big boy Southside, yeah
We got Ps, hold up, yeah
Lame ass n***a, come outside (Outside, yeah)
He'll get beamed, hold up
N***a got Lambs, hold up (Yeah)
I got McLaren, hold up (What?)
Bitches be starin', hold on (What?)
N***as be mad, hold on (What?)
Ho got a Bentley, hold up (Yeah)
I cop a Benz, hold up (What?)
Pullin' your bitch, hold on (Yeah)
My dick in her hand, ooh (What?)
I'm a big man, hold up (What?)
I play with your bands, hold on (What?)
I play for the Mob, ooh (Yeah)
These bitches be stayin', ooh (What?)
That BD, hold up (BD, yeah)
That's a bustdown, ooh (What?)
I got RiRi now (Yeah)
They gon' duck down (Yeah)
When you see me now (Yeah)
We gon' throw down (Hold up, blatt)
Keep that blicky on me (Yeah)
We can go down, yeah
N***as keep talkin' about me
We 'gon go down (Yeah)
N***as drink wok beside me (What?)
I don't know him (What?)
[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
I'm with YG, yeah (Buh-buh buh)
All my 'lil slatts, hold up
We on that lean, hold up (Ah)
In love with my cup, yeah
In love with Celine, yeah (What?)
Stay fuckin' it up, yeah (Ah)
I cop me some mink, yeah (Yeah)
I'm a fly young n***a, ooh, bee (Ah)
So the drip on fleek, yeah (Yeah)
I'm a fly young n***a, yeah
So the drip on fleek
Give a fuck about nothin', hol' up
Fucked a ho last week, ooh, yeah
Too many thots, hol' up, yeah
Too many freaks, hol' up