[Intro: Playboi Carti]
(Worry 'bout that, uh)
Cash Carti (Bitch)
I ain't worried 'bout that
How could I worry?
(Moneybags)
Bitch, I ain't worry 'bout that
(Moneybags)
How could I worry 'bout that? (Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah)
[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
How could I worry 'bout that? (Uh)
I was on the corner, Motorola, countin' my sack (Countin' my sack)
Ain't worried 'bout that
How could I worry 'bout that?
And it's 2900 so you know we got straps (Ayy)
Fifteen hundred if you want Yung Carti to rap (Cash, Cash, Cash)
You chasin' that bitch (Yeah)
I had to curve that
Bitch, I'm still workin' my wrist
Yeah, I'm still in the trap
Selling anything but white
Then my white ho just roll up
Drop the Xan' in my soda
Why your swag so bipolar?
I hit Phipps and I go up
And my bands won't even fold up
Get bands then I blow 'em (Ayy)
What's flexin'? I'll show ya (Flex)
(Uh, uh)
Cash (Cash Carti, yeah)
(Worry 'bout that, uh)
Cash Carti (Bitch)
I ain't worried 'bout that
How could I worry?
(Moneybags)
Bitch, I ain't worry 'bout that
(Moneybags)
How could I worry 'bout that? (Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah)
[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
How could I worry 'bout that? (Uh)
I was on the corner, Motorola, countin' my sack (Countin' my sack)
Ain't worried 'bout that
How could I worry 'bout that?
And it's 2900 so you know we got straps (Ayy)
Fifteen hundred if you want Yung Carti to rap (Cash, Cash, Cash)
You chasin' that bitch (Yeah)
I had to curve that
Bitch, I'm still workin' my wrist
Yeah, I'm still in the trap
Selling anything but white
Then my white ho just roll up
Drop the Xan' in my soda
Why your swag so bipolar?
I hit Phipps and I go up
And my bands won't even fold up
Get bands then I blow 'em (Ayy)
What's flexin'? I'll show ya (Flex)
(Uh, uh)
Cash (Cash Carti, yeah)
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