Killa Playboi Carti

[Intro]
(Uh) Uh, drop-top and it come up (What?)
I dropped out then I came up (What?)

[Chorus]
I dropped out then I came up
I went down then I got up
Dropped it on a Hummer
On the block 'til the sun up (What?)
Told my bih', "Don't wait up" (What?)
I get home then kill her (What?)
I go Bryson Tiller (Beep)
Shawty want a dealer
I'm a drug-dealer (What?)
Got more gas than a dealer
Pop more pills than a killer
Michael Jackson, Thriller
Take her out then I kill her
Shawty want a nigga with them racks, I'm that nigga (What?)

[Verse]
Yeah, I'm a lil' boy with that guap (What?)
Yeah, I'm a lil' boy with that cash (What?)
Yeah, I'm a lil' boy with that guap (What?)
Yeah, I'm a lil' boy with that cash (What?)
Yeah, they don't wanna see me on top (What?)
Yeah, they don't wanna send me a bag (What?)
Yeah, they don't wanna see me on top (What?)
Yeah, they don't wanna send me a bag (What?)
Uh, uh (What?), send (What? What?)
They don't wanna send me a bag (What? What?)
So I just left (What?)
I'm on the top with the GOATs, hey (What?)
I'm on the top with the pros, huh (What?)
I'm on the top with the coach, yeah (What?)
I'm on the top with the coach, ooh (What?)
Yeah, it's Carti, you smellin' me, uh (What?)
Yeah, I'm smokin' Penelope, ooh (What?)
Yeah, the bitch put a spell on me, ooh (What?)
Yeah, she gave me some melody, ooh (What?)
Yeah, gave me some melody (What?)
Yeah, gave me some melody (What?)
C-A-R-T-I, bitch, yeah, just like a spelling bee, ooh (What?)
Yeah, I ran through the check, bitch, bitches be tellin' me, ooh (What?)
Yeah, you is just a thot, bitch, niggas be tellin' me, ooh (What?)
Yeah, I can't fuck with opps, bitch, I know they be tellin', yeah, ooh (What?)