Reggie Playboi Carti

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[Intro]
(Slatt)
Check it out (Slatt)
Carti (Slatt)
(Bitch, buh-buh-buh-buh)
Hold up
2900, nigga (Buh-buh-buh-buh)

[Chorus]
That chopper dump 'em (Woo, woo)
My money gon' fuck 'em (Whoa, yeah)
Knock your head off your shoulder (Slatt)
My money got longer (Hey)
It's too many thots, hold up, yeah
Just me and my brother, hold up, yeah
It's too much guap, hold up (Slatt)
It's me and my brother (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh-buh-buh)
Bitch, come pick these bags up (Skrr)
220 my dash, yeah (Woah, buh-buh-buh-buh-buh-buh-buh)
I'm a fashion killer (Slatt, 29)
I'm a fashion killer (Buh-buh)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I'm on the stage, 'bout to dive in
But I got all these diamonds
And I smoke exotic, yeah
Got a bitch from the island, yeah
'Bout to put her on a private, yeah
That bitch gon' fuck, yeah
Just put her on Molly, yeah, uh
I'm on that lean, yeah (Lean)
Got a lean diet, yeah, yeah
New Hermès, hold up, yeah
I just bought it, hold up, yeah (Buh-buh-buh-buh)
What's your bitch name? Yeah
What you call it? Yeah
Ride 'round, bitch, yeah
Now what you call it? Hold up