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Playboi Carti

Genres: Hip-Hop

Shoota Lyrics - Playboi Carti

Yeah 

Now, now is my time 

Now is my time 

Tha-tha-tha-th-th-that be Maaly Raw 

 

Everybody rock with me because I'm up now 

Took your girl and I'ma score, like I made the touch-down 

Swervin' and the Lambo doors go up, not on the bus now 

Used to want a G-Shock 

Now I'm walking with a bust down 

Pull up and I'm flooding with an iced out watch 

Whip it look like butter baby, pecan drop 

Pick and drop, put that four inside drop 

Stack my knots, count a lot, saw a lot 

Got them rocks, diamond rocks, whip the pot 

Suicide, 1600, that's the block 

Hit your girl that's check free 

She ain't used to text me 

Now she wanna caress me 

She keep tryna neck me 

I got' tell my bestie, someone call my bestie 

Think I found my bestie, 

Link up make the check bleed 

You know that I'm smoking dope, 

I'll be high til' next week 

Know I had to let her go, 

'Cause she can't arrest me 

 

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Woke up with my toolie, what it do? 

Meet me in the alley with the troops 

I got red shooters, I got blue 

Let that thing down then point at you 

Bentley or that Rari, hoe, let's choose 

We gon' the rob the bank, bring the loot 

We gon' take the boy back to school 

Money on the floor just like some shoes 

 

Money on the floor just like some shoes 

I'ma fuck your thot, she just a slut 

I'ma fuck your thot, she just a slut yeah 

And I love my goons, (yeah) 

And I love my tool (yeah) 

And I love my loot (yeah) 

Fuck with me and you gon' lose 

Don't talk to me just talk to my lil dude 

Don't talk to me just talk to my lil dude 

 

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Woke up with my toolie, what it do? 

Meet me in the ally with the troops 

I got red shooters, I got blue 

Let that thing down then point at you 

Bentley or a Rari, ho, let's choose 

We gon' the rob the bank, bring the loot 

We gon' take the boy back to school 

Money on the floor just like some shoes 

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