Talk (ICYTWAT Remix) Playboi Carti

[Intro: Playboi Carti & Shadoe Haze]
Where'd you find this?
(Zone 3, nigga)
Woo (I'm in this bitch, Barti)
Carti, damn (Playboi Carti, nigga)
Uh (Southside, nigga, all day, nigga)
(Man, I'm rollin' off a pill)
Uh, uh (Pull up)
Yeah (Fuck wrong with these niggas, man?)
Yeah, uh (Give a fuck 'bout none of these niggas out here, man)
(This is how you feel, Carti, this is how you feel)
(On my mama)
Playboi, uh, uh (Sippin' on this Act', don't know how to act)

[Verse]
Hold up, who that bangin' on my door? (My door)
If a nigga try to rob me I'ma blow him in his throat, hold up
Uh, don't be blowin' up my phone
Soundin' like a lil' ho about some coke, you fuckin' ho, uh, uh (Carti)
It's Cartier, these diamonds let you niggas know, uh
You see these hundreds, these hundreds, nigga, we blow, uh (Carti)
Fuck her under covers, my nigga, until the morning, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She say, "Carti, why you actin' funny?"
"Ever since you got some money you've been frontin' on me"
Say no more, the new cars, the new broads, uh
You so bright but you so lost, damn
You let the lean get you so gone, uh
Don't let the drugs get you so gone, uh
Don't let the drugs get you so gone, uh
You so bright but you so lost, uh (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Sippin' on this Act', don't know how to act
Uh, yeah, uh
My lil' whoadie got my back, he'll blow you back
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Carti)
My lil' whoadie got the strap, he'll blow you back, damn
Yeah, yeah, uh
Uh (So, so fuckin' lost)
(Lost)
(So, so fuckin' lost, lost)