[Intro: Future]
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
[Chorus]
I walk in the party, the party just started 'cause I'm in the party
All of these niggas they bitin' like molly, ooh
Takin' pics, bitch, paparazzi
Walk in that bitch and I feel like the shit
Walk in that bitch and I'm takin' your bitch
Hold up, lil' bitch, lemme call up my bitch
I fuck that lil' bitch and I gave her the kick
Walk in that bitch and I feel like the shit (Yeah)
Walk in that bitch with a bitch I just hit (Yeah)
Pee-pee belt holdin' my dick and my clip
VVS diamonds, my wrist and my lip (Yeah)
I put my dick in her lip she don't trip
We fuck in the back and I swear she don't trip
I hop in the Vette and I go on a trip
I fell like Avengers, inventing the whip, yeah
[Verse 1]
Yeah (Uh), yeah (Beep)
Yung Carti got cash
Yung Carti got bags
You soundin' like dad (You soundin' likе, ooh)
You growin' up fast (You growin' up fast)
Yung Carti got cash (Cash, cash)
Yung Carti got bags (Young Carti got bags)
You soundin' like who? (You soundin' like who?)
You lookin' for who? (What, you lookin' for who? Yeah)
You lookin' for who? (You lookin' for who? Yеah)
You sellin' like who? (You sellin' like who?)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), bags (Yeah)
Walk in that bitch with a bag (Yeah)
Walk in that bitch with a bag (Yeah, bag, bag)
Yeah, I got the cash (Yeah)
All in the coupe (Yeah)
Feel like 2Pac, got that juice (Yeah)
Ooh, fuck a white bitch like a juice
All of my niggas, they troops
Ooh, yeah (Beep)
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
[Chorus]
I walk in the party, the party just started 'cause I'm in the party
All of these niggas they bitin' like molly, ooh
Takin' pics, bitch, paparazzi
Walk in that bitch and I feel like the shit
Walk in that bitch and I'm takin' your bitch
Hold up, lil' bitch, lemme call up my bitch
I fuck that lil' bitch and I gave her the kick
Walk in that bitch and I feel like the shit (Yeah)
Walk in that bitch with a bitch I just hit (Yeah)
Pee-pee belt holdin' my dick and my clip
VVS diamonds, my wrist and my lip (Yeah)
I put my dick in her lip she don't trip
We fuck in the back and I swear she don't trip
I hop in the Vette and I go on a trip
I fell like Avengers, inventing the whip, yeah
[Verse 1]
Yeah (Uh), yeah (Beep)
Yung Carti got cash
Yung Carti got bags
You soundin' like dad (You soundin' likе, ooh)
You growin' up fast (You growin' up fast)
Yung Carti got cash (Cash, cash)
Yung Carti got bags (Young Carti got bags)
You soundin' like who? (You soundin' like who?)
You lookin' for who? (What, you lookin' for who? Yeah)
You lookin' for who? (You lookin' for who? Yеah)
You sellin' like who? (You sellin' like who?)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), bags (Yeah)
Walk in that bitch with a bag (Yeah)
Walk in that bitch with a bag (Yeah, bag, bag)
Yeah, I got the cash (Yeah)
All in the coupe (Yeah)
Feel like 2Pac, got that juice (Yeah)
Ooh, fuck a white bitch like a juice
All of my niggas, they troops
Ooh, yeah (Beep)
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