The Omen Playboi Carti

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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Damn, Brandon
Damn, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Valentino yellow diamond ropes
Got your ho on go
Got a ho cool with all my hoes
They all share my pole, uh
I can't share no pole, gotta keep a scope (Nah, gotta keep a scope)
Gotta keep a dirty mix, I mixed the whole four (I mix the whole four)
Gotta keep my ho, she gon' mix it on the stove (On the stove, stove)
When them cameras gone I'm trappin' out with my folks (Where they at?)

[Verse]
When them cameras gone, bitch, I'm baggin' up a O (Where they at?)
When them cameras gone, bitch, I'm countin' a whole O (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Smashin' on your hoes (Your ho, your ho)
Pass her to my folks (My folk, my folk)
Tryin' on some clothes (Some clothes, some clothes)
Designer be my 'drobe (My 'drobe, my 'drobe)
Marc Jacobs be my coat (Yeah, yeah)
She stressin' on your mind (Mind)
My dick all in her throat (My dick all in her throat)
Ho, go, go, go, Carti (Damn, damn, damn)