Splur Gang lyrics

by

UnoTheActivist


[Intro: Playboi Carti & Thouxanbanfauni]
Uh, money bags (Ant Spittah on the beat, Ant Spittah on the beat)
Bags, n*gga, cash, splur (Ayy)
Money bags, n*gga, ayy (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Chorus: Thouxanbanfauni & Playboi Carti]
Bling-bling be my language, not no chit-chat (Bling-bling)
I pull up to the Fendi shop then splur on this and that (On this and that)
The taste you tastin' in her mouth, that's just my aftermath (Beep, just my aftermath)
You say you counted seven sauce but I done spended that (I done spended that)
Don't hit my line with all that hot sh*t, just say, "I need that" (What? What? What? Cash)
I see these n*ggas plottin', they don't even know I'm strapped (What? Yeah, yeah, know I'm strapped)

[Post-Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Uh, splur, splur, splur
Splur, splur, cash, cash, splur

[Verse 1: UnoTheActivist & Playboi Carti]
Young n*gga juggin' on the flat (Ayy, juggin' on the flat)
Young n*gga juggin', had to get it back (Uno, ayy, I had to get it back, Uno)
I'm a young n*gga, I be on that f*ck sh*t (On that f*ck sh*t, Uno)
I be with my young n*ggas, they on that go-dumb sh*t (Go dumb)
And a young n*gga tryna make a shade (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Young n*gga, every day I'm gettin' baked (I'm getting baked), ayy
Young n*gga juggin' in LA (In LA, okay)
Young n*gga cool, I got on shades
[Interlude: Playboi Carti]
I done spended that
I don't know what you talkin' 'bout, man (What? What?)
Need them bands, b*tch (What? Cash)
I just bet all my motherf*ckin' bands (What? Yeah)
See that money dancing, n*gga, on the ground, sh*t (Yeah, know I'm strapped)
Know what I mean, my whole crew deep as f*ck, n*gga
Run up in here, get your sh*t take, everything, motherf*cker (Uh, splur, splur, splur, splur, splur)
Cash, cash, splur

[Chorus: Thouxanbanfauni & Playboi Carti]
Bling-bling be my language, not no chit-chat (Bling-bling)
I pull up to the Fendi shop then splur on this and that (On this and that)
The taste you tastin' in her mouth, that's just my aftermath (Beep, just my aftermath)
You say you counted seven sauce but I done spended that (I done spended that)
Don't hit my line with all that hot sh*t, just say, "I need that" (What? What? What? Cash)
I see these n*ggas plottin', they don't even know I'm strapped (What? Yeah, yeah, know I'm strapped)

[Post-Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Uh, splur, splur, splur
Splur, splur, cash, cash, splur

[Verse 2: Thouxanbanfauni]
Don't hit my line with that hot sh*t
Just say that you need that (Just say that you need that)
I see these n*ggas plottin'
They don't even know I'm strapped (Don't even know I'm strapped)
She say, "Fauni you ain't sh*t except for this and that" (Except for this and that)
I pulled my di*k out on that b*tch
She started kissin' that (She started kissin' that)
And if you ain't talkin' 'bout bread, boy
I'll be gettin' that (Boy, I'll be gettin' that)
Drugs or hoes, either way
You know I'm hittin' that (Know I'm hittin' that)
I don't wear floral, boy
I just smoke it straight out the back (I smoke it straight out the back)
L.A. can see my whole existence
Y'all be dissin' that (Y'all be dissin' that)
I'm puttin' n*ggas on, I swear to God I'm givin' back (On God)
And if you push me to the limit you'll regret that (Goddamn, goddamn)
Compared to mine's, the diamonds in your mouth look like some plaque (That sh*t look like some plaque)
Final Fantasy, I'm savin' clouds like I am Zack (Like I'm Zack)
Can't be no trendy n*gga because that sh*t so wack (That sh*t so f*ckin' lame)
Chattanooga, Tennessee, where I spent my summers at (I spent my summers there)
Lived in the city (City)
Lived in the suburbs (Suburbs, the suburbs)
Burnin' purp, burnin' bands, burnin' rubber (I'm burnin' rubber)
Gettin' more green, gettin' flubber
Gettin' more green, gettin' flubber
All these unfamiliars 'round me always lookin' at (At)
Is it 'cause the chick I'm with, you probably thought you had?
(You probably thought you had)
Lookin' fabulous when I juug, you just throw it in the bag
(In the f*ckin' bag, b*tch)
[Interlude: Playboi Carti]
Ayy yeah, b*tch, go ahead and throw that in the bag, that ain't sh*t (Know he has money, designer this, designer that)
n*ggas over here gettin' money, n*gga, money bags, n*gga (We kickin' sh*t, them bills and sh*t)
Money bags, yeah, uh, uh (Designer this, designer that)

[Verse 3: Playboi Carti]
Uh, ayy, designer this, designer that (Designer this, designer that)
Uh, ayy, exotic b*tch, exotic pack (Exotic pack, exotic pack)
I can't b*tch on the scene, boy, I'm in the trap (Yeah)
She can't wear no leggings around me, boy, I don't like that (Yeah)
Took his b*tch with my wrist, he ain't like that (My wrist, yeah)
Loud pack, rollin' on my iPad (Loud pack, rollin' on my iPad)
These Versace shades (Shades), I can't see that (Versace, ah)
All-white bricks, all-white bricks, my Chanel bag (Chanel bag)
I'm just life for life (Yeah)
I still took that flight (That flight, yeah)
f*cked her the first night (Night, yeah)
Syrup sit on ice (On ice)
Cash my appetite (Yeah)
These n*ggas ain't right (Ain't right)
These n*ggas ain't right (Bah-bah)
I'm loaded on sight, damn

[Outro: Playboi Carti]
Ayy, Cash Carti, man, UnoTheActivist, n*gga
Fauni, n*gga
Shouts to my n*gga King Cultie and Savage Gordo
This sh*t nae nae
You don't know nothin' 'bout this sh*t, boy
We out
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