Sleeping With My 9 Playboi Carti (Ft. UnoTheActivist)
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[Intro: Playboi Carti]
What?
[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
I woke up with my jewelry on and sleepin' with my 9, whoa (What?)
Bitches on my phone, I ain't seen it in some time, ho (Yeah)
Walk inside of Phipps and I spend a little time, ho (Yeah, yeah)
Designer frames, Gucci on my collar like a slime, ho (Yeah, yeah)
And I got a lot of tools, fuck you niggas (Fuck parole)
I just turned the porch into a fuckin' stove (Where you at?) What?
I just turned a virgin bitch into a ho (Where you at?) What?
Persona steppin', baby, we just countin' dough (Where you at?)
[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
I was in Bankhead (What?)
Now I'm in Buckhead (Where you at?)
Bitches want my cheese (Cheese)
Want my bread, come get fed (Where you at? What?)
Used to rock with Jess (Jess)
Used to rock with Glenn (Oh no)
Used to rock with Kiki
Now I'll smash her friend (What? Uh, uh, what?)
Runnin' up the check (Check)
Ho, I like to eat, eat
I'm countin' up again
All my hoes a fefe, I might just smash her twin (What?)
Came out the pen with 100 in my pants (What?)
What?
[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
I woke up with my jewelry on and sleepin' with my 9, whoa (What?)
Bitches on my phone, I ain't seen it in some time, ho (Yeah)
Walk inside of Phipps and I spend a little time, ho (Yeah, yeah)
Designer frames, Gucci on my collar like a slime, ho (Yeah, yeah)
And I got a lot of tools, fuck you niggas (Fuck parole)
I just turned the porch into a fuckin' stove (Where you at?) What?
I just turned a virgin bitch into a ho (Where you at?) What?
Persona steppin', baby, we just countin' dough (Where you at?)
[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
I was in Bankhead (What?)
Now I'm in Buckhead (Where you at?)
Bitches want my cheese (Cheese)
Want my bread, come get fed (Where you at? What?)
Used to rock with Jess (Jess)
Used to rock with Glenn (Oh no)
Used to rock with Kiki
Now I'll smash her friend (What? Uh, uh, what?)
Runnin' up the check (Check)
Ho, I like to eat, eat
I'm countin' up again
All my hoes a fefe, I might just smash her twin (What?)
Came out the pen with 100 in my pants (What?)
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