3 Chains Playboi Carti (Ft. Rich The Kid)

[Intro: Playboi Carti]
I got three chains on, three chains on
I got three chains on, three chains on
I got three chains on

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
Uh, it ain't nothin' to cut that bitch off (I got three chains on)
I spend a lot of guap when I pitstop (When I pitstop)
I got ice all on my shit, might cut my wrist off (Might cut my wrist off)
Then I pour it in the water then end it all (Then I end it all)
Drip-drop, pussy pop, yeah, she on top (Yeah)
I love the top, I love that your ho give me top (Yeah, top)
And my big homie abroad, yeah, he servin' rock (What up?)
Early in the mornin' hoes on the clock (What's poppin', bitch?)
I'm on the block, it's two, yeah (Yeah, yeah, on the block, bitch)
Still with the hot, chef, ooh, yeah (Yeah, ooh, yeah, bitch)
Yeah, I'm hot, nigga, cool, yeah (Nigga, bool, bitch)
Your bitch tryna come and bool, yeah (Yeah)
Might just stop at Keisha's spot
Might just stop at Brittany's spot (Yeah)
They in love with my diamonds
I'm like, "Ho, wait, stop" (Yeah)
Might just stop at Keisha's spot
Might just stop at Brittany's spot (Yeah)
They in love with my diamonds
They gon' fuck me for my rocks (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, fuck me for my rocks, I got rocks, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ayy, in the trap with rocks, we sell rocks, yeah (We sell rocks, uh)
Fuck me for my rocks, for my rocks, yeah
For my rocks, for my rocks (Yeah, yeah, yeah)