SRT Playboi Carti (Ft. Lil Uzi Vert)

[Intro: Playboi Carti]
(Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?)
Okay (Okay)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Brand new SRT (SRT, okay, check it out, okay)
Brand new SRT (Oh, oh, okay, huh, yeah)
Big ass FN right in the backseats (Okay, yeah)
Can't fit this gun in my holster (Yeah, check it out, slatt)
And I got my blade, yeah, I might poke ya (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Messed up his face like the Joker
These hoes not shit, they get over (Okay)
She can't come here, she can't come over

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
I got off that shit 'cause I got older
Chrome Hearts, bitch, I'm colder
Came a long way from rockin' Dolce
She came a long way, yeah, and I told her (Slatt)
I'm on the backstreets in Atlanta, Georgia (Slatt)
These racks all on me, I cannot hold ya
The SRT smell like California
I drive that motherfucker like it's stolen (Okay)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti & Lil Uzi Vert]
Brand new SRT (SRT, okay, check it out, okay)
Brand new SRT (Oh, oh, okay, huh, yeah)
Big ass FN right in the backseats (Okay, yeah)
Can't fit this gun in my holster (Yeah, check it out, slatt)
And I got my blade, yeah, I might poke ya (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Messed up his face like the Joker
These hoes not shit, they get over (They not shit)
She can't come here, she can't come over (She can't come over)