Yah (Version 2) lyrics

[Intro: Offset & Playboi Carti]
Yeah you know
Carti, goddamn
sh*t, man, yeah, you know
Huh, that way, huh, best way, mhm
Yeah, yeah
Diamonds dancin', n*gga
He the motherf*cker on the mic, n*gga
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'?
This sh*t real, yeah, you feel me?
Yeah

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti & Offset]
They takin' them pictures (Blatt), I'm takin' they b*tches (Uh), they hop in my whip and we get it, ooh (Skrrt)
I'm seein' the pictures, my life is so vivid (Uh), my n*gga, I'm livin' the vision (I'm livin' it), ooh
My b*tches stay callin', stay callin', they callin' (Brr), they textin' like "Carti you missin'?" (Brr)
She blow the di*k like a whistle (Mwah)
Up on the block with a missile, ooh
How he get shot in some rental, ooh (How?)
How you gon' say that's your n*gga? (How?)
You let it sing like Tiller (You let it)
I bring that sh*t like a dealer, ooh (I bring it)
Then I go f*ck with my dealer, ooh (My dealer)
We run around like chinchillas (Hey)
I might withdraw that lil' million, uh
Watch me count up a lil' mil' (Count up)
f*ckin' his b*tch in my Benz (Spend)
'Member I was in the pen, ooh (f*ckin' that b*tch)
b*tches, they hatin' on Cash, ooh (Cash)
b*tches, they payin' my rent, ooh (My rent, No)
I get the money then flip, ooh (Flippin' it)
I get the swag then drip, ooh (Drippin' it)
b*tch, I'm gon' dab like Flippa, ooh (Flippa)
I got your b*tch and I flip her, ooh
Ooh, yeah, ayy, yeah (Yeah), huh
You know I'm that n*gga (Yeah)
Uh, yeah, ooh, yeah
I know they gon' feel the lil n*gga (Yeah)
I know your b*tch feelin' this n*gga (She feelin' it)
Suckin' and f*ckin', lil n*gga (You feel it)
Textin' my phone at night (Uh)
Talkin' 'bout she wanna bite (Yeah)
I got this sh*t like a—uh
She gon' ride it like a bike (Woo)
She gon' ride di*k like a bike, uh (Woo)
Huh, what? Yeah (Ooh)
I got your ho and she wet (Yeah)
I got your ho and she naughty
Uh (Uh), what? (Yeah)
Ayy (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus: Playboi Carti & Offset]
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
(Offset)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Offset]
Hop in the Wraith with the stars in it (Wraith)
She goin' crazy, the bar in her (Bar)
She a bad b*tch but a bartender (Bar)
It's weird cause she didn't see the star in me (Star)
Now I'm lookin' at bizarre women (Huh?)
Better learn to play your cards, pimpin' (Learn)
Split the profit, yeah, we all winnin' (Split the profit)
Pray to God 'cause we all sinnin' (Pray to God)
And now I'm dunkin' like I'm Vince Carter (Uh)
Bad b*tches but they ridin' Marda (Bad)
Hunnid thousand for a new Cartier (Woah)
Me and Carti 'bout to bust these Barti's (Carti)
Hold on lil b*tch (Hold on)
You know a rich n*gga got a brick on my wrist (Brick)
I could build a mountain with the flick of a wrist (Whip)
b*tch, probably livid you not on the list
[Chorus: Playboi Carti & Offset]
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Turn up, yeah