u kan do it too. lyrics

[Intro: Playboi Carti & Gunna]
n*gga, the only reason I'm leaving the room is just to go p*ss (n*gga, n*gga, give me that)
No cap, I ain't leavin' this mothaf*cka'
But you know, just, gotta go in
f*ck all these n*ggas, you gotta go in
Just gotta go in, my n*gga, f*ck are you talkin' 'bout?
Okay, uh (Slatt)
(I just told Richie we rich)
(Yeah, slatt)

[Chorus]
Reddest coupes, Corvette (Jump out)
And I went and copped a Tonka (Jump out)
Got a Rolls Royce, just for the summer
Brand-new Lamb', shoutout my baby mama, huh
Then I got a Benz truck, yeah, just to go dumber (Then I got a Benz truck)
Momma got a Benz Truck, she goin' dumber (Momma got a Benz)
I'm pourin' M's up, all summer (I'm on them M's)

[Verse]
(Yeah, yeah, jump out, jump out)
Stack that money young n*gga, better get that ass up (Jump out, jump out)
Stack that money young n*gga, better get yo' ass up (Jump out, jump out)
Stack that money young n*gga, better get yo' ass up (Jump out, jump out)
We got some new b*tches (Jump out, jump)
We got some brand new whips (Jump out, jump out)
We got some new whips (Jump out)
We got some brand new sh*t, ah (Jump out)
We got some brand new sh*t, baby (Jump out)
Can you please come outside, baby? Ah (Jump out)
Brought that money (Yeah, jump out), too much money
Shawty gon' suck my di*k 'til I go to sleep (Jump out, jump out)
Been rollin', been rollin', been rollin', been rollin' all week (Uh, uh, yeah)
I got the new bag (New bag)
I get a new bag, bag, huh (Jump out)
I got a new bad b*tch, huh
She so bad, bad, bad (Jump out, jump out)
She the best I've motherf*ckin' had
Tryna cop everything, got glass (Jump out)
I got bad b*tches in my past
But this b*tch here, hell yeah
Uh, I'm 'bout to cop me a Bentley
I'm 'bout to shop with some b*tches, uh
I'm 'bout to spend on some b*tches (Yeah)
I don't need no wallet, this sh*t come with no limit, yeah
All of my b*tches they got it, all of my b*tches conceited (Jump out, jump out, jump out)
And I handle my business (Jump out, jump out, jump out), yeah, hold up
Better mind yo' f*ckin' business (Yeah, jump out, jump out, jump out)
This a real black business (b*tch, jump out, jump out, jump out), yeah, hold up
Get blooded up in this business
I don't give a f*ck, I set a b*tch ass n*gga up
Yeah, we got them guns, we kill that b*tch in the back of the club
We got tons, I got a b*tch in the back (Okay)
b*tch, I got tons, yeah, we servin' that crack
They callin' me mad, yeah, they callin' me Max
I rock out the show, then hop on a jet (Okay)
I hop on a ho', then count up a check
I keep that b*tch, if you wanna ask (Okay, jump out, jump out, jump out), let's go
Man, I heard your man an actor (Jump out, jump out, jump out)
Heard that b*tch mad I didn't clap her (Jump out, jump out, jump out, jump out)
He got ran over by my tractor (Okay)
'Cause he don't matter, he don't f*ckin' matter, yeah
'Cause he don't matter, he don't f*ckin' matter, yeah
[Chorus]
Reddest coupes, Corvette
And I went and copped a Tonka
Got a Rolls Royce, just for the summer
Brand-new Lamb', shoutout my baby mama, huh
Then I got a Benz truck, yeah, just to go dumber (Then I got a Benz truck)
Momma got a Benz Truck, she goin' dumber
I'm pourin' M's up, all summer (Jump out, jump out, jump out)
(Boy)