At The Gate (Version 2) lyrics
by Playboi Carti
[Intro]
Buzz 'em in (Buzz 'em in), buzz 'em in (Buzz 'em in)
Buzz 'em in (Buzz 'em in), buzz 'em in (Buzz 'em in)
Buzz 'em in (Buzz 'em in), let 'em in (Let 'em in)
Let 'em in (I got them hoes out there), let 'em in (Yuh, yuh)
Okay, aight
Y'all n*ggas shut the f*ck up, y'all n*ggas too loud
I'm finna go up this bih now, hol 'up
Yeah, got some
(Uh, uh, uh)
[Chorus]
Got some b*tches, they callin', they said they tryna pull up on me
b*tches, they callin', they said they tryna pull up on me, ayy
b*tches, they callin', they said they tryna pull up on me
Buzz 'em in, buzz 'em in
Buzz 'em in, buzz 'em in (Buzz 'em in)
Buzz 'em in, let 'em in
Let 'em in (Leggo), let 'em in
[Verse 1]
Yuh, stamina, I f*ck that bih all night
b*tch, you better not marry her 'cause she in love with pipe (Yeah)
Pass it to the squad (Dumb), pass it to the right (Go dumb)
Pass it to the left (Go dumb), did it by myself (Go dumb)
I keep a pole like a dyke (Go dumb)
My ho like to do the white (Hello?)
I spent a hunnit bands, that's spike
n*ggas mad 'cause I'm right (Okay)
I'm rockin' Gucci with the spikes, I'm rockin' Gucci to the floor
I crack the seal and need some ice
My diamonds blingin' with no light
These b*tches choosin' guns and price
They wanna f*ck me by the night
If n*ggas say they got a problem, we can do this sh*t on sight
South Fulton boolin', coolin' with my n*gga Bloody Mike
I hit LA and tell my jeweller, "Get Yung Carti super icy"
(Ayy, what? What? What?)
[Chorus]
Got some b*tches, they callin', they said they tryna pull up on me
b*tches, they callin', they said they tryna pull up on me, ayy
b*tches, they callin', they said they tryna pull up on me
Buzz 'em in, buzz 'em in
Buzz 'em in, buzz 'em in
Buzz 'em in, let 'em in
Let 'em in, let 'em in, yuh
[Verse 2]
Kicking sh*t like [Jitsu], what's the issue?
I know how that b*tch move, how that thing move
When she moving through that b*tch, watch that thing move
When she moving through that b*tch, watch that thing move
Throw some cash out on that b*tch, watch that thing move
Put some diamongs on her wrist, watch that cash move
Got a stripper hoe I love that b*tch, what I tell you
I f*cked that b*tch and gave her activist, she like thank you
If you f*ck you better cut a check, on a thank you
f*ck around and [?]
Im in the lobby running all the checks, this b*tches tryna brake through
[Chorus]
Got some b*tches, they callin', they said they tryna pull up on me
b*tches, they callin', they said they tryna pull up on me, ayy
b*tches, they callin', they said they tryna pull up on me
Buzz 'em in, buzz 'em in
Buzz 'em in, buzz 'em in
Buzz 'em in, let 'em in
Let 'em in, let 'em in (Yuh, yuh)