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[Intro: Playboi Carti & Future]
(Hahaha)
Turn my voice up
(DY Krazy)
(Hahaha)
Collect yourself, n*gga
Find yourself, n*gga

[Verse]
I got a .5 in my holster, ayy
Shawty gon' hold that sh*t, Rollie
Shawty gon' hold that sh*t, Rollie
3500 for these, yeah, you know I be goin'
Blowing that check like I do, shawty gon' hold that sh*t, gone
Hittin' that bih' from the curb (Curb)
I get that motherf*ckin' work
I get that motherf*ckin' work
Yeah, I feel like Ferg (What?)
All on my fur, yeah
Shawty get hurt
The pockets on her
And we got that work
All of these b*tches they f*ckin', they f*ckin', they c*mmin' right now (Shawty a hoe)
All of these b*tches they f*ckin', they f*ckin', they c*mmin' right now (Shawty, she hoе)
I get down all on the b*tch, yeah (Carti)
I gеt down all on the b*tch, yeah (Carti)
She gon' get all on the clit (Slatt)
She gon' do her lil' splits (Slatt)
We gon' take all of the dope, yeah
We gon' take all of the splits (What?)
We gon' sell all of these hoes
We gon' sell all of that sh*t, yeah
I'ma go pass on the ho' (Yeah)
I'ma go pass on the b*tch (What?)
I smoke that motherf*ckin' dope, yeah
You smoke that motherf*ckin' mid, yeah
b*tch I can’t hop in the car (Car)
She get that crusty lil' brick, yeah
She gotta ride with the stars (Star)
Shawty you can not get in, yeah
Shawty got spotted with me, yeah
Shawty she know she a ten, yeah
I bring that sh*t to the door, yeah
I bring that sh*t to the in (In)