Playboi Carti - 2024 lyrics

Playboi Carti [Jordan Terrell Carter] Atlanta, Georgia. U.S.

[Playboi Carti - 2024 lyrics]

Yeah, yeah
You came back and you failed, uh
Second place, can't be in my face, oh, nah
Deep pockets, they think I'm rockin' Chanel
Fat wallet, lil' bitch, you know I got here

Out of pocket with your bitch, Chanel
I'm growin' me some horns
Baby, I'm from hell
Southside, I was in Riverdale
Off a molly, that two-tone pill

Rich nigga with all these fuckin' girls
He next, I put him on the mural
She's next, I told her she my girl
Oh, you like that?

(Oh, you like that? Oh, you like that?)

Hahaha
(Oh, you like that?), yeah (Oh, you like that?)
(Oh, you like that? Oh, you like that?) Oh

Uh

Put 'em on the news or somethin' (Schyeah)
Put 'em on the news (Ha, sa)
Put 'em on the news or somethin' (Schyeah)
Put 'em on the news (Ah), yeah
Put 'em on the news or somethin' (Schyeah)
Put 'em on the news (Ah), yeah
Put 'em on the news or somethin' (Schyeah)
Put 'em on the news (Ah)
Put 'em on the news or somethin' (Wassup)
Put 'em on the news ('Sup)
Put 'em on the news or somethin' (Wassup)
Put 'em on the news ('Sup)
Put 'em on the news or somethin' (Wassup)
Put 'em on the news (Let's go)

2024, MUSIC
Oh
Oh

Put 'em on the news or somethin'
I'm evil like Luci' son
A whole lotta bitches be hatin'
On me 'cause I got all the bunnies

Had to fall back with my last bitch
'cause she was just playin' with my lil' time
I'm travelin' the world like the pope
Bringin' the praise right to my son

Shawty, you gotta be canceled
You make me feel some type way
And no, I can't be canceled
'cause you feel some type way
Uh, uh

I'm in the lane, ándale, ándale, ándale
Uh, I'ma keep killin' these hoes, I'm fuckin' on my main
Pink in my cup like a brain, sippin' on zombie
Bust the ho, do my braids, then I go hungry

I'm cookin' up like Montay, bitches on me (DJ Montay)
I told her, "The glove don't fit," I'm feelin' like O.J
The racks in my pocket and I link with OJ
Ooh, .24s in the socket, got me feelin' like Kobe, R.I.P., uh

All my boys, they strapped up, don't try shit
Walk inside the party, bitch, we all on oxys
Haha, oh, you like that? Yeah (Whatchu say Guap?)
Uh, oh, you like that? Yeah, yeah
(Oh, you like that?) Oh

Uh, put 'em on the news or somethin'
Put 'em on the news, ha
Put 'em on the news or somethin', woah
Put 'em on the news, ha
Put 'em on the news or somethin', woah
Put 'em on the news, ha
Put 'em on the news or somethin', woah
Put 'em on the news, ha
Put 'em on the news or somethin', hol' up
Put 'em on the news, gang, ha
Put 'em on the news, ha
Put 'em on the news, yeah
Put 'em on the news, ha

Oh, hahaha
Schyeah

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