Luh Da Feelin lyrics

by

Slug Christ


[Intro: Playboi Carti]
Ayy, ayy
Cash Carti
Carti (Yeah)
Carti, Carti
Carti, uh (Yeah)
(Yeah)

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
It's been a minute since I been up in this b*tch (Up in this b*tch)
Looking like a f*cking walking lick (Like a walkin' lick, huh?)
All this jewelry on me got me sick
She done fell in love with my wrist, uh, ayy
I done fell in love with the pack (With the pack)
Ferragamo waist and a strap, uh, uh
Dread head n*gga, don't need no hat, uh, uh
Knock a pus*y n*gga off the map, uh
They like, "Carti be that n*gga, I should try to f*ck with him"
"Get a song with him", uh
You a f*ck n*gga, uh
I can't f*ck with ya, uh
I'm a f*ck n*gga, uh
I might try a n*gga, yeah
I might mug a n*gga, uh, uh
Boy, that extendo work will kill ya, uh, uh
I been 'round some real thug n*ggas, yeah, uh
Slugger Slugger, yeah, that's my brother, uh (That's my brother, n*gga)
On these pus*y n*ggas, man, they undercover, yeah (They undercover, n*gga)
Uh, I had to kill 'em with the sticks, I had to kill 'em, uh
Blowin' down a pound, boy, this no Reggie Miller, uh
Bring your b*tch around, n*gga (n*gga, n*gga)
I might just steal her, uh
Ho, I got them bands, I cannot kiss you, uh (I cannot kiss you)
All my diamonds dancin' on me, n*gga, uh (Ayy)
Got them stripper b*tches dancin' on me, n*gga (Got them stripper b*tches dancin')
Watch me stuff these racks all up in my denim (Watch me stuff these racks up in my denim)
n*gga, n*gga, n*gga, uh
[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
I can't trust a b*tch, ho, just wait a minute
Pull up in foreign, I took off the ceilin', uh
She just wanna f*ck 'cause I'm worth a million, ayy
I just wanna f*ck 'cause I love the feelin'
'Cause I love the appealin', uh
'Cause I'm worth a million, ayy
She just wanna f*ck 'cause I'm worth a million, ayy
I just wanna f*ck 'cause I love the feelin', uh
'Cause I'm worth a million, uh
And I love the feelin'

[Verse 2: Slug Christ]
I got 10 Pocahontas
Off the hot, I got a lot guala
Hold up, hold up while I lift the llama
Better watch out where I lift the llama
I be posted like a killer
I mix green with vanilla
Give a f*ck how you feelin'
Double cup is all I'm feelin' (Okay, okay)
Bought a new Gucci wearin' Gucci
Whip a b*tch like I whip a hoopty, hoopty, hoopty
You don't f*ck with me then you don't know me (You don't know me)
None of these b*tches even f*ckin' know me (Nah)
But Slugger
[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
I can't trust a b*tch, ho, just wait a minute
Pull up in foreign, I took off the ceilin', uh
She just wanna f*ck 'cause I'm worth a million, ayy
I just wanna f*ck 'cause I love the feelin'
'Cause I love the appealin', uh
'Cause I'm worth a million, ayy
She just wanna f*ck 'cause I'm worth a million, ayy
I just wanna f*ck 'cause I love the feelin', uh
'Cause I'm worth a million, uh
And I love the feelin', ayy
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