Too Many Bags Playboi Carti

[Intro]
(Wake up, F1LTHY)

[Verse]
I got crack in my sock (Yeah, crack)
And I ride with a cooler (Cooler)
And I'm fuckin' with slime (Slime)
Uh, my bitch is a Medusa (Okay, what?)
I came with the stick, yeah (Yeah)
The cutter will do ya' (Let's do it)
I up at a opp (Opp, yeah)
This bitch came fully (Uh, yeah)
I shoot at yo' buddy (Okay, yeah)
I shoot at yo' shooter (Yeah, yeah, Homixide)
I'm takin' off heads (Yeah, yeah)
I aim at yo' dullla (Yeah, yeah)
I pop me a X, yeah (Yeah)
And now that I'm booted (Uh, yeah)
It's Opium gang (Uh, yeah)
You know we get to it (Ah, yeah)
I feel like I'm Brad Pitt
Every day, shooting a movie (Like, uh, yeah)
I feel like I'm Brad Pitt
Every day, shooting a movie (Let's go)
That's too many bags, got me some Louis
Too many bags (Bitch, bags)
That's too many bags, got me a movie (Let's go)
Got too many bags (Uh, let's go)
I got a drank plug, he anointed (Yeah)
Talkin' good drank, yeah-yeah-yeah
Shit got me feeling groovy
Bought me some 'tech, look like rubies (Look like di—, uh)
These bitches not shit, they diluted (They diluted)
Treat a rap ho' just like a groupie (Let's go)
Yeah, these bitches not shit, they diluted (Yeah)
Treat a rap ho' just like a groupie
I can't make my mind up, yeah, I'm too damn fed up, uh-huh
Fuck all these niggas, I swear that on the paper
You gon' need some shelter
Get your shit together
We gon' flood with the diamonds, yeah
We gon' change the weather, yeah
I'm with the G's outside, yeah
We gon' knock out your pride, huh
Hundred niggas with me, bitch, yeah
But they all down to ride, huh
All my niggas 'round slime, huh
Hit your ass from behind, yeah
Knock off your wig, huh
Nigga give a fuck 'bout shit, huh