Playboi Carti - Alma Mater lyrics

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

[Playboi Carti - Alma Mater lyrics]

Psh, yeah, psh, beep that's on God
Beep, buh, buh, buh, buh

I woke up in the morning and I
Said I need one of those (Whoa)
They got me trying all these clothes
They got me trying all these clothes
I swear to God, I'll never wear a dress
Nigga (yeah)
I don't give a fuck
I don't impress a nigga (No)
They got me trying all these clothes (Whoa)
They got me trying all these clothes
(yeah, uh, yeah, uh)
Tryna play a nigga close
Tryna play a nigga close (yeah)

I swear to God, I'll never wear a dress
Nigga (No, what?)
I don't give a fuck
Ain't tryna impress a nigga (No, yeah, no)
Chopper on the dresser, nigga (Chopper)
Tatted like a Mexican, nigga
Yeah, my plug, he a Mexican nigga
Man, I wonder how I met that nigga
Young nigga, you don't want the nigga
I was brought up with some killers, nigga
On some fashion shit, yeah
My Glock smash a nigga (Fashion)
It's a movie clip, lights, camera, action
Nigga (yeah)
Been in love with the trap, nigga (What?)
I've been in love with the rap, nigga (yeah)

I uh, uh (No) yeah, yeah, yeah
Lights, camera, action, shit (No, no)
Close that door

I woke up in the morning and I
Said I need one of those
They got me trying all these clothes
They got me trying all these clothes
I swear to God, I'll never wear a dress
Nigga (yeah)
I don't give a fuck
I don't impress a nigga
They got me trying all these clothes
They got me trying all these clothes
Tryna play a nigga close
Tryna play a nigga close (No)

Uh, ooh, lights, camera, action shit, ooh
I said I had to fuck the whole clique, uh, uh
Because my girl brung her
Girlfriends, uh, uh, uh
Carti, yeah, he do that shit, uh, uh
Lately I've been really chillin', uh, uh
Plottin' in my mansion
Plottin' on a million
That's another million, add another million
(Add another million)
Diamonds on me dancin'
Diamonds on me spinning
(Diamonds on me spinning)
Niggas like to bite, I don't even write
Like my lean with Sprite
Like my lean with ice
Ooh, I like my ho look light
Like my ho look tight
Get it right, uh, 'cause I'm real right

And that's on gang
(That's on gang 'cause I'm real right)
(Like my ho look real light)
Piru (Real light, That's on gang, whoa)
Beep

I woke up in the morning and I
Said I need one of those
They got me trying all these clothes
They got me trying all these clothes
I swear to God, I'll never wear a dress
Nigga (No)
I don't give a fuck
I don't impress a nigga
They got me trying all these clothes
They got me trying all these clothes
Tryna play a nigga close, uh, uh
Tryna play a nigga close

And that's on God and that's on God
Lights, camera, action shit
Tryna play a nigga close and that's on gang
And that's on gang pi'erre, you a fool

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