Yah (Version 2) Playboi Carti (Ft. Offset)

[Intro: Offset & Playboi Carti]
Yeah you know
Carti, goddamn
Shit, man, yeah, you know
Huh, that way, huh, best way, mhm
Yeah, yeah
Diamonds dancin', nigga
He the motherfucker on the mic, nigga
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'?
This shit real, yeah, you feel me?
Yeah

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti & Offset]
They takin' them pictures (Blatt), I'm takin' they bitches (Uh), they hop in my whip and we get it, ooh (Skrrt)
I'm seein' the pictures, my life is so vivid (Uh), my nigga, I'm livin' the vision (I'm livin' it), ooh
My bitches stay callin', stay callin', they callin' (Brr), they textin' like "Carti you missin'?" (Brr)
She blow the dick like a whistle (Mwah)
Up on the block with a missile, ooh
How he get shot in some rental, ooh (How?)
How you gon' say that's your nigga? (How?)
You let it sing like Tiller (You let it)
I bring that shit like a dealer, ooh (I bring it)
Then I go fuck with my dealer, ooh (My dealer)
We run around like chinchillas (Hey)
I might withdraw that lil' million, uh
Watch me count up a lil' mil' (Count up)
Fuckin' his bitch in my Benz (Spend)
'Member I was in the pen, ooh (Fuckin' that bitch)
Bitches, they hatin' on Cash, ooh (Cash)
Bitches, they payin' my rent, ooh (My rent, No)
I get the money then flip, ooh (Flippin' it)
I get the swag then drip, ooh (Drippin' it)
Bitch, I'm gon' dab like Flippa, ooh (Flippa)
I got your bitch and I flip her, ooh
Ooh, yeah, ayy, yeah (Yeah), huh
You know I'm that nigga (Yeah)
Uh, yeah, ooh, yeah
I know they gon' feel the lil nigga (Yeah)
I know your bitch feelin' this nigga (She feelin' it)
Suckin' and fuckin', lil nigga (You feel it)
Textin' my phone at night (Uh)
Talkin' 'bout she wanna bite (Yeah)
I got this shit like a—uh
She gon' ride it like a bike (Woo)
She gon' ride dick like a bike, uh (Woo)
Huh, what? Yeah (Ooh)
I got your ho and she wet (Yeah)
I got your ho and she naughty
Uh (Uh), what? (Yeah)
Ayy (Yeah, yeah)