KEEP IT 9 lyrics
by Playboi Carti
[Verse: Playboi Carti]
Uh, don't play with my slatt, yeah (Slime)
Keepin' that nine, hold up, yeah
009, yeah
She ain't badder than mine, yeah
Yeah, my b*tch is a dime, yo (Dime)
Can't dress like this, uh (Slatt)
Put a bag on a b*tch, uh (Yeah)
Put a bag on a n*gga, yeah (Yeah)
Got a bag full of bricks, yeah (Yeah)
Came in with a b*tch, uh (Uh)
What you know about licks? Uh (What you know 'bout licks?)
What you know about X? Uh (Know 'bout X?)
And I sound like SEX (Slatt)
My b*tch complex, yeah
Lil' shawty the best, yeah
I'm in the brand new McLaren (Slatt)
And my seats all red, yeah
I got some brand new TECs, yeah (Yeah)
We on some brand new red, huh
Pushin' this sh*t real fast, huh (Real fast)
Shawty gon' f*ck till the morning, huh
f*ck around, big, big bag (Bag)
Young rich n*gga, can't doubt 'em (Brr, sh*t, ah)