Playboi carti sky lyrics

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Playboi Carti - Sky Lyrics
I'm way too high (Yeah, yeah), woah woah I'm way too high (Woah) Wake up (Yeah, wake up) It's the first of the month (Slatt, slatt) I brush my teeth and count up (Woah, what, slatt) I let my bitch roll my blunt (Woah, slatt) I'm bout to dirty my cup (Woah, what?) Pour up some lean and get stuck (Pour it up) Playboi Carti - King Vamp Lyrics
Playboi Carti Lyrics "King Vamp" Slatt, slatt Yeah (Oh, bitch, slatt) Rockstar bitch, you already know that Yeah (Slatt), ayy, okay Slatt, slatt (Yeah), slatt, slatt Slatt, slatt (Yeah), slatt, slatt Slatt, slatt (Yeah, yeah), yeah What? What? (Whole Lotta Red) Yeah K-I-N-G V-A-M-P Yeah, that's me K-I-N-G V-A-M-P Yeah, that's me Playboi Carti - Sky Lyrics
Woah (yeah) woah (yeah) I′m way too high (yeah, yeah) woah (yeah) woah (yeah) I'm way too high (yeah, woah) Wake up (wake up, wake up, woah) It′s the first of the month (slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt) I brush my teeth and count up (what? Playboi Carti - On That Time Lyrics
What?), right now (Woo, woo) Hold this shit down, hold this shit down Bitch, I'm a king, but I'm tryna put on my crown Hold this shit down Push up Push up (I just) Push up, yeah (Woo, woo) Push up (What?) Push (Woo, woo) Push (Slatt) Push (Slatt) Uh, ridin' 'round town with the Draco, bih D-R-A-C-O, yeah (Wah) Playboi Carti - Fell In Luv Lyrics
Roll the dice If they catch us, I don't care 'cause we all gon' die (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, we all gon' die I... Don Toliver - "Can't Feel My Legs" I had to sit you down, to talk about it It shows me a lot from your silence You told all your friends that I'm violent But you can quit the cap, know you lyin' I had to beat it up, to stay inside And... Playboi Carti - Stop Breathing Lyrics
"Stop Breathing" is a diss track aimed at rapper Ola Runt. It was inspired by the killing of Carti's friend, Bigg Sosa, by the Henchmen gang which Runt belongs to. Runt said about the song on Instagram, "Diss songs don't bring back dead niggas." Playboi Carti - Magnolia Lyrics
Young Carti, yeah Young Carti, young Carti what Young Carti, young Carti yeah All of your bitches they loose, all of your bitches they loose All of my bitches they rich And they stay rockin' that Rick huh Rich rich Cash Carti bitch Rich bitch Got a rich clique, I'm suckin' on the clit She's suckin' on the dick Playboi Carti - Slay3r Lyrics
Got plaques on the wall, I go crazy (Yeah) I got rich and had me a baby (Yeah) I got rich and had me a baby (Yeah) I drive a coupe, you know it's the latest, Sellin' cocaine just like the '80s, I caught a body and went on vacation, She suckin' my dick, I was on the PlayStation (Woo, woo) I ride in a Demon, I took off, I'm racin', Playboi Carti - New Tank Lyrics
Got tats on my face (Slatt, slatt) I'm servin' that base (Yeah) I'm servin' that base (Base, yeah) I'm servin' that base (Base, yeah) I got me some thots (Thots, thots) They thought I was gay (Slatt, woah) Lamborghini parked outside, it's purple like lean (Woah, woah) Lamborghini parked outside, it's purple like lean (Woah, yeah) I'm tryna fuck ... Playboi Carti - No Sl33p Lyrics
Young Nudy - "Vice City" (Metro, Metro, Metro) I'm from the muhfuckin' city A nigga die every day Niggas get done every day You can go for it or you ain't nigga You ain't (Yeah, yeah) Stay in the house (Stay in the house)... Playboi Carti - Shoota Lyrics
[Playboi Carti:] Uh, woke up with my toolie, what it do? Huh, uh Meet me in the alley with the troops, uh I got red shooters, I got blue, huh, yeah Let that thing down and point at you, huh, uh Bentley or the 'Rari, ho, let's choose, ooh We gon' rob the bank, bring the loot, uh, uh We gon' take these boys back to school, uh Playboi Carti - New N3on Lyrics
Playboi Carti Lyrics, "New N3on", (That-that-that-that-that be Maaly Raw) (Flat, yeah, I'm from the Flat) Whole lotta bags, whole lotta cash (Whole lotta flex, slatt) Whole lotta hoes, whole lotta ass (Slatt, slatt) Young nigga got swag, hold up (Got swag) Gotta wave my flag, hold up (Wave my flag) Got a bitch in the back, yeah (Bitch in the back) Playboi Carti - Over Lyrics
One shot and he bleed, please don't bother me (Blaow-blaow-boom) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Oh yeah, yea, yeah, yeah, How the fuck we got to where we started? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah), huh? This love don't feel the same like when we started (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Should've known this shit was not real when it started (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Playboi Carti - Teen X Lyrics
I just broke up with my bitch (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I done fell in love with X (Yeah, yeah, woah, yeah) And I put up with them sticks (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) He gon' lose his last breath (Yeah, woo, woo, woo) Racks on my baby (Hold on, hold on) She wanna get Mercedes (Woo, woo, woo) I just smashed on my bitch (Yeah, yeah, woo) Playboi Carti - JumpOutTheHouse Lyrics
JPEGMAFIA - "BALD!" Yeah Fuck that, whoa, uh Fuck that bitch, I changed the plan Switch my style like I switch hands Block the witness, take the stand Fuck out the way bitch, back it up Shit better get played in a... Playboi Carti - Foreign Lyrics
Playboi Carti Lyrics, "Foreign", You know what I'm sayin' man, Still drinkin' lean and shit, Ooh, hop in that motherfuckin' foreign, And that motherfucka be roarin', Big gun big, yeah show 'em, City to city, I'm tourin', Lil Carti, I'm ready to pull up, All of my diamonds they glowin', Fuck on your bih, yeah, She left in the mornin', Playboi Carti - Control Lyrics
But baby, I always watch you (What? Ooh) I only want the best for you (What? What?) I cure your love like a doctor Tell me what you want me to do (Woah, yeah) Tell me what you want me to do (Slatt) I can wear a business suit and speak proper (Proper) Or I can put a hundred niggas on and buy them choppers (Choppers) Playboi Carti - Rockstar Made Lyrics
Forty-five hunnid for the drink, yeah we taxin' (Yeah) I got gold money and I bought myself a Aston (Yeah) Dope boys outside, nigga, yeah, we havin' (Yeah) Got a bad bitch, I don't believe in average, yeah (Yeah) Uh, never too much (Yeah, yeah), uh, never too much (Yeah) Never too much, uh, never too much. Playboi Carti - F33l Lik3 Dyin Lyrics
Before I die. Every day I'm dyin' (Woah) Every day I'm dyin'. Uh, rockstar shit like I'm Jimi Hendrix. Popstar baby, like I'm Jimi Hendrix, yeah (All my life) Light my cigarette up like an incense, yeah. Light my cigarette up like an incense (All my life) And I know I'm dyin' (Woah) This shit got me dyin' (Woah) Playboi Carti - Go2DaMoon Lyrics
I promise Playboi we get the tape out 'fore the weekend, It's over, too famous to sneak in, Wolverine in a sheep skin, I be goin' off the deep end, We here for a reason, boy, we got more to do, You text just like, "Yo," I'm like, "Yo, I been avoidin' you", Ye Jesus gang, you correct, You always askin' for Buddha, you a Budapest (Ayy) Playboi Carti - Die4Guy Lyrics
Playboi Carti Lyrics, "Die4Guy", Fifteen outside, baby, I was actin' like a damn thug, I wanted to be just like my brother, he was sellin' drugs (What?) I wanted to be just like my brother, he a damn thug (What?) Reggie Carter, Reggie (Yeah) That's my brother (What?) Jordan Carter, Carti (What?) I'm your brother, Playboi Carti - Not PLaying Lyrics
Playboi Carti Lyrics "Not PLaying" Out of here, outer space Pussy all on my face Money down for my case I can't lie, life's great I can't lie, life's great Yeah, you know this shit been good Yeah, you know I'm from the hood But I made it out that hood But I made it out the wood Smokin' on dope every day as I should Kanye West - Off The Grid Lyrics
Tryna live a new life, so I got a new plan that I gotta finesse with (Look, yeah) 'Cause they want me to lose, they ain't part of the Woos. I been tryin' so hard not to move reckless. [Kanye West:] We off the grid, grid, grid. This for my kid, kid, kid. Everything we did for the crib did here. Flexin’ with the business trip. Playboi Carti - M3tamorphosis Lyrics
Off a perky on the run, it's a movie. [Playboi Carti (Kid Cudi):] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. When you feel like this (Yeah) Can't nobody tell you shit (Can't nobody tell you shit) When you feel like this. Can't nobody tell you shit (Can't nobody tell you shit) When you feel like this. Can't nobody tell you shit (Can't nobody tell you shit) Playboi Carti - ILoveUIHateU Lyrics
Don't get close, yeah, baby, don't get too close (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) What you don't know, yeah, won't hurt 'cause you don't know (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) What you don't know, yeah, won't hurt 'cause you don't know, Submit Corrections, Writer (s): Jordan Carter, Jordan Timothy Jenks, AZLyrics, P, Playboi Carti Lyrics, Playboi Carti - Place Lyrics
I just popped this Xan', can't feel my face (Hold up, yeah, hold up) Hundred thousand spread all in my case, hold up (Wow) You can get shot in your head, young nigga, yeah, fuck your face (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Got a bad-ass bitch right now, she runnin' 'round in my place, hold up (Yeah) Put the pussy-ass nigga right down his ... Playboi Carti - Punk Monk Lyrics
Know your gang, know your gang. One thing I hate the most (Slatt) One thing I hate the most (Oh yeah) Is some friendly-ass niggas (Yeah), some friendly-ass niggas (What?) Some friendly-ass niggas (Woah), some friendly-ass niggas (Woah) Don't talk to me. Don't talk to me (Yeah) Don't talk to me (Ayy) Don't talk to me. Playboi Carti - Long Time (Intro) Lyrics
(Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, beep, beep, beep) Ooh, yeah, Lil' black jean jacket, yeah, Got VLONE on it, yeah, Got this bad ass bitch, yeah, Wanna fuck me and my homie, yeah, Got this bad ass bitch, yeah, Tryna fuck me and my homie, yeah, Shawty gon' suck 'til the mornin', yeah, I can't wife no thot, yeah (I can't wife no thot) Playboi Carti - Beno! Lyrics
Playboi Carti Lyrics "Beno!" (808 Mafia) Spent a hundred K on my son, I bought my sister a Jeep Can't fuck with these hood hoes no more, they don't give a fuck about me All-black 23, LeBron with the heat (What? 23, 23) I was just in Miami in the Rolls Royce geeked (What? Yeah, Rolls Royce, geeked) Lil' Tommy got an FN in the backseat (What? Trippie Redd & Playboi Carti - Miss The Rage Lyrics
I can't see a damn thing if it ain't guap (Oh my God, guap), yeah. They like Stevie (Stevie), they can't see me (See me) They wanna be me (They wanna be me), I'm in that 'Ghini (In the Lamb' truck) Whip looks like zucchini, water, Fiji (Yeah) And they need me (Yeah), she wanna please me (Yeah)

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