[Intro: Playboi Carti]
Wo-o-ah
I can't see this bitch, uh
I don't need you, bitch

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
I don't need no bitch
I don't need no bitch
I don't need that bitch
Leave me alone, leave me alone, leave me alone
Leave me alone, leave me alone, leave me alone (What?)
I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone (Yeah)
I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone (What?)
I'm alone, I'm, I'm, I'm alone (Yeah, what?)
I'm alone, I'm, I'm home alone (What? What?)
I might cut my wrist
I might cut my wrist
I might cut my wrist
Just to see some shit (Yeah)
I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone (Yеah)
I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone (What?)
I don't want no company, uh
I can't see nobody, yеah
I'm on ecstasy, yeah
And I got a nosebleed, yeah
I could've been in a movie, yeah (Woo, woo, woo)
I put your ho' in a movie, yeah (Woo, woo, woo)
Might go Jason (Yeah, what?)
I'm a killer (What? What?)
Michael Jackson (Yeah, what?)
I go thriller (What?)
Uh, it's Yung Carti and the Moon Man (Woo, woo)
It's Yung Carti and the Moon Man (Oh, yeah)
I spent a hundred thousand on some fucking models, yeah (Okay)
I spent a hundred thousand on some fucking models, yeah (Okay)
I'm in Cleveland with a stick
I'm in Cleveland with a stick
'Boutta take Cudi to the A just to get a bitch
And I took my partner to the A just to get some pussy
And I took my partner to the A just to get a stick (Yeah, hey)
[Verse 2: Kid Cudi]
Here we are (Yeah), inebriated (Boom, boom)
I seen it all, yeah, n***a, fiendin' (Yeah)
Every minute, dawg, pushed me to the limit (Yeah)
Brodie hear me call, but he never hit me
Give a fuck about what's wrong or what is right
Been living, just a soldier in a fight
Lot of n***as getting lost, oh my (Oh)
Married to the thoughts, she's my wife (Woah)
I'm alone, I'm alone, so alone (So alone)
He's such a sad boy (Yeah)
See what you don't wanna admit (Yeah)
Fall back, [?]
Here we go, I'm back up in this
Fuck them hoes, them shady n***as
And I'm in the storm, something's holding me
I don't need no one, see, it makes me free, hmm
This is what you want?
Staring at the night, staring 'til I'm gone, lost
I lost my angels to [?] (Oh, woah, woah)
Got it all wrong
Dunking on these demons all my life until I'm gone, yeah
On my lonely, lonely
I'm alone, baby
It's just me, no homies
This the killer in me (Oh, woah, woah)
Oh, Lord, it's coming on
And I'm tripping all alone, fucking [?] on my phone, yeah
I like [?]
And I'm in my head, spending all my time here
God, I'm going home
[Verse 3: Playboi Carti]
Don't do it, yeah
It's too good, yeah
It's too good, yeah
I'm from the hood, yeah
I'm from the woods, yeah
My bitch a project bitch
My bitch a project bitch
I'm on some project shit
I feel like Project Pat
I got a big ass gat
I got some big ass racks
I got a big-ass bag, that's a Birkin, bitch
Got some Birkin bitches, wanna work your bitch
That's a strippin' bitch, make her strip on dick, yeah
Got some real red, that's that Hi-Tec
Call my doctor up, bitch I need my meds
I'm in here, with Kid Cudi, huh, yeah
I'ma fuck on yo' thottie
Then I pass it to my buddy, yeah
All my diamonds on sunny, yeah
Upside down crosses on a Sunday
Bad bitches called me every damn day
Shawty seen me on the fuckin' highway
SRT, yeah, I slide out the way, yeah, yeah
I made her slide out the way, uh, yeah, hol' up
I told ya I been hit the way, huh
I told ya I been hit the way, hol' up
Okay, shawty, uh
Come smoke on my weed
Come smoke on my weed
Come smoke on my weed
Shawty give me top
Pull on her weave, huh, pull on her weave
I pull on her weave, I feel like [?]
Bitch, I got these [?]
Xanny, xanny, xanny, xanny, xanny, xanny, vibe
Xanny, xanny, xanny, xanny, xanny, xanny, vibe
Rolls-Royce, Rolls-Royce with the fuckin' star
Solo Dolo, Solo Dolo, Solo Dolo, Solo Dolo, Solo Dolo, slatt
Solo Dolo, Solo Dolo, Solo Dolo, Solo Dolo, yeah-yeah, huh, uh
Solo Dolo, yeah, yeah
Solo Dolo, Solo Dolo, bitch I'm Solo Dolo
Bitch we in rich, rich, rich
We so Solo Dolo, we in rich, rich, rich
Bitch leave me alone, count me, bitch
Ain't no more but a magic, got my reach, just a season's she
I know about my soul, I feel like God, I feel like Go-o-o-d
I be hi-i-i-i-i-gh, bitch, I'm touching up the sky
I got wings on my feet, I can't understand them with a queen
I'm a real OG, I can't see nobody but me
Cut it, cut it, yeah, we standin' on [?]
Yeah, cut it, cut it, yeah, we stay 'lone
Yeah, cut it, cut it, yeah, bitch we VLONE
Yeah, cut it, you can smell it, [?]
Yeah, cut it, you're a full-topper
I'm an alien, not from New York, yeah
I been out around smoking money, putz, yeah
Bitch, I been jacked out the push, yeah
Bitch, cut it, just cut the push, yeah
Two dollars, just us, just us, cuz, yeah
Two dollars, it's just us, yeah, cuz, yeah
Two dollars is just as shit as shit