Tryna Be Me Playboi Carti (Ft. Skepta)

[Intro: Playboi Carti]
I ain't worried 'bout no bitch
I just want some sex, I just, I just, I just want some sex, honestly
You know what I'm sayin'?
I'm in LA (Cash Carti)
I might be in Toronto next week
I'm all over the place, bitch
Ayy, Cash Carti (Yeah)
I'm on my different shit
I can't trust these bitches 'cause these bitches ain't shit (Bitches ain't shit)
All that
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Moneybags (I can't serve you)
Moneybags (I can't serve you)
Moneybags (I can't serve you)
Moneybags (I can't serve you)
Young niggas tryna be me, ayy
Young niggas tryna be me

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
I ain't worried 'bout no bitch, I just want some sex
I ain't worried 'bout these niggas, I just need a check, ayy
My baby mama say I'm up, I told that bitch I'm next, ayy
Banging with my brothers, ayy, banging with no others, ayy
Bust that pussy down and I pass it to my brother, ayy
Yeah, ayy, it was just the other day
Walgreens in the flat, tryna bring some back
Front porch with straps, you ain't from the fucking trap