[Intro: Leilan The Savage & Grill Z]
Bro, where was it?
*screech*
*quiet door bang*
Bih', what, ayy
What, mmh-mmh, ayy, mmh, ah
M's, mmh, yeah, let’s go
Ah, mmh, ah
(What!?)
Mmh-mmh, ayy, uh, said “Slatt, slatt”
Mmh, ayy-ah-ah
F***in' that bih' from that back, back
Ayy

[Refrain]
Hmm, hmm
Ah, said you cannot hop in my car, bitch, you cannot hop in my car (What?)

[Verse 1]
Poppin' off, goin' far
Ayy, we reachin' for the damn stars (Uh, ayy, what?)
Said a hero is a hero, bitch, that’s why I’m Playboi Carti, eh
Playboi (Playboi, slatt, what?) Carti (Uh, uh)
Pop up at yo (Hmm, hmm) motherfuckin' party, uh (What? eh, ah!)
Said I’m faded, and I’ll never trust these strippers if they ain’t gave me a ride
Also, I’ll never trust a bitch if she’s not on my side
[Chorus]
(Hmm, hmm, what?)
Hmm, hmm
This shit got me like Carti got no friends, uh, this shit got me Carti like Carti
Uh, this shit got me Carti like Carti ain’t got friends, Carti ain’t got friends, skrrt off in a Benz, uh
(No bitches, you dig?
No friends? oh, fuck this shit)
Hmm, hmm
This shit got me like Carti got no friends, uh, this shit got me Carti like Carti
Uh, this shit got me Carti like Carti ain’t got friends, Carti ain’t got friends, skrrt off in a Benz, uh
Hmm, hmm
This shit got me like Carti got no friends, uh, this shit got me Carti like Carti

[Verse 2]
Yeah, mmh
This is my new favorite Carti
Ayy, mmh, yeah, this is the one also crashin' yo partie', ayy
I’m never invited, but I’ll tell that bitch I’ll slide in
And you also askin' when you gon' hop in the whip, but bitch, you know that we haven’t even had you try yet
Uh, Playboi Carti, ayy, it’s my time of year
Ayy, and she be doin' the most
Who I’m talkin' 'bout, ayy, that’s your bitch
(Huh, what?)
Bitch, are you stupid? you ain’t realize it yet?
I’m goin' vamp, oh-oh shit, fuck
[Refrain]
Nah-uh, since you cannot hop in my car, ayy, you cannot hop in my car, ayy, you cannot hop in my car
Ayy, you cannot hop in my car, ayy, you cannot hop in my- mmh
Ayy, you cannot hop in my car, ayy, you cannot hop in my- mmh
Ayy, you cannot hop in my car, ayy, you cannot hop in my- mmh
Ayy, you cannot hop in my car, ayy, you cannot hop in my car, ayy

[Chorus]
Hmm, hmm
This shit got me like Carti got no friends, uh, this shit got me Carti like Carti
Uh, this shit got me Carti like Carti ain’t
Hmm, hmm
This shit got me like Carti got no friends, uh, this shit got me Carti like Carti
Uh, this shit got me Carti like Carti ain’t got friends, Carti ain’t got friends, skrrt off in a Benz, uh
Hmm, hmm
This shit got me like Carti got no friends, uh, this shit got me Carti like Carti, Carti, Carti
This shit got me Carti like Carti, Carti, Carti
This shit got me Carti like Carti, Carti, Carti
This shit got me Carti like, this shit got me Carti like, this shit got me Carti like Carti

[Refrain]
No, you cannot hop in my car, bitch, you cannot hop in my car
No, you cannot hop in my car, bitch, you cannot hop in my car
No, you cannot hop in my car, bitch, you cannot hop in my car
No, you cannot hop in my car, bitch, you cannot hop in my, hop in my, hop in my
[Outro]
*working factories*
*”Work Nights In London (Vibin')” intro*