From Da Gutta lyrics

[Intro: Playboi Carti & Jamie Foxx]
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
A$AP, you know what I'm sayin'?
Got lean in the back (Bee, Nudy)
Bee, bee (What?), bee
What? What, what? (Yeah)
What? (Phew)
What? What?
Lean, what? Lean (Phew, phew)
Lean, what? Lean, lean

[Chorus: Young Nudy & Playboi Carti]
Lights on (Lights on), ice on (Ice on)
Strap on me, ain't no fightin', homie (Ain't no fight, homie, what?)
n*gga wanna beef, I don't like homie (I don't like you, homie)
You lame ass, tryna earn some stripes, homie (Huh)
You's a pus*y n*gga trapped on ice, homie (Ice, homie)
I'ma leave a n*gga cold like Ike, homie (Like Ike, homie)
I'm a real street n*gga, they don't like homie (They don't like homie)
I done came up from the gutter, real right, homie (Real right, hoe)

[Verse 1: Young Nudy & Playboi Carti]
You don't like me, I don't like you either (Slatt, b*tch), yeah
I'ma smoke your ass like this f*ckin' reefer (Yeah, beep)
They say slime ball smoke more weed than Wiz Khalifa (I swear)
You's a lame ass n*gga, I don't like you people (Lame ass n*gga)
Say you wanna beef with me, but we not equal (Uh-uh)
I got young n*ggas with sticks, yeah, street sweep you (Pssh, what?)
I'll sweep your whole block in your sleep, n*gga (Sleep, n*gga)
Put your whole gang on the plate, yeah, we eat n*gga (Eat, n*gga, what?)
[Chorus: Young Nudy & Playboi Carti]
Lights on (Lights on), ice on (Ice on, phew)
Strap on me, ain't no fightin', homie (Ain't no fight, homie, b*tch)
n*gga wanna beef, I don't like homie (I don't like you, homie)
You lame ass, tryna earn some stripes, homie (Lame n*gga)
You's a pus*y n*gga trapped on ice, homie (Ice homie, what? What? What? What?)
I'ma leave a n*gga cold like Ike, homie (Like Ike, homie)
I'm a real street n*gga, they don't like homie (What? What?)
I done came up from the gutter, real right, homie (What? What?)

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
And I keep the strap on me just like a dyke, ho (Just like a dyke, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Blow the cash, b*tch, then where the cash go? (Cash, woah)
Wrecked the Bentley coupe, b*tch, Geico (What? b*tch, yeah)
Money blowin' through the air ho (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
Damn, lil' shawty, you an as*h*le (What? Yeah, what? You an as*h*le)
f*cked the lil' shawty with the lights on (With the lights on, beep)
Diamonds dancin' on me, shorty light mode (Beep, beep, beep)
Ice mode, what? (Beep)
Ice cold (Beep, phew), lean, ho (What?)

[Chorus: Young Nudy]
Lights on, ice on (Ice on)
Strap on me, ain't no fightin', homie (Ain't no fight, homie)
n*gga wanna beef, I don't like homie (I don't like you, homie)
You lame ass, tryna earn some stripes, homie (f*ck ass)
You's a pus*y n*gga trapped on ice, homie (Ice, homie)
I'ma leave a n*gga cold like Ike, homie (Ike, homie)
I'm a real street n*gga, they don't like homie (What?)
I done came up from the gutter, real right, homie (Blood, n*gga, bang)
[Verse 3: Playboi Carti]
What? Ooh, choppa singin' like it's Drake (Drake, what? What?)
Ooh, and my b*tch, she got a cake (Yeah, cake, cake, cake, what?)
I know n*ggas in the A (A, A, A, huh? What?)
And I let that thing spray (Spray, spray, spray, spray, b*tch)
Nudy, we be in the back (What, what? Drr)
Got these b*tches off the flats (What? Got these b*tches off the flats)
For the verse, I gotta tax (Tax, you know I had to tax, yeah)
f*ck that b*tch, you get it back (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Young Nudy]
Lights on (Lights on), ice on (Ice on)
Strap on me, ain't no fightin', homie (Ain't no fight, homie)
n*gga wanna beef, I don't like homie (I don't like you, homie)
You lame ass, tryna earn some stripes, homie (f*ck ass)
You's a pus*y n*gga trapped on ice, homie (Ice, homie)
I'ma leave a n*gga cold like Ike, homie (Ike, homie)
I'm a real street n*gga, they don't like homie (What?)
I done came up from the gutter, real right, homie (Blood, n*gga, bang)