Playboi Carti - Crack Money lyrics

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

[Playboi Carti - Crack Money lyrics]

Let's go, Maaly
In the trap, crack, we serve everything
(Crack money, I serve crack junkies)
I got big guns, we got everything
(I got money coming)
I just served an addict, he got, uh
(I got slatts coming, I got bitches coming)

Crack, crack, crack, I got crack money
Crack money, yeah, we serve crack money
Crack money, hold up, you a crack junkie
Yeah
We got blocks, you can get a block from me


I got money on me, I got hundreds on me
Keep them hundreds on me
Keep them hundreds coming
Keep them bitchеs cumming
Keep them opps running
I just smoked an opp, you can keep it coming
I got bloodies with mе, I got cousins with me
I got thotties with me
I got slutties with me
I'm on the Southside, I got two nines
I fucked two hoes 'cause I'm too fine
I got hoes, yeah, after hoes, yeah
I change clothes, yeah, I change clothes
Yeah
Different clothes, yeah, different tastes
Yeah
She wanna taste, yeah, nut in her face, yeah
Bad bitch got a case, yeah
But I wanted to give it to her
But I can't give her all, yeah
So I can't see this bitch, oh yeah
I can't even start with you
I got the money, yeah
I got a money issue, I got a, uh, hold up

Crack, crack, crack, I got crack money
Crack money, yeah, we serve crack money
Crack money, hold up, you a crack junkie
Yeah
We got blocks, you can get a block from me

I got the carats on me, Bugs Bunny, yeah
Shawty fuckin' on me, yeah, she love me
Yeah
I'm Cash Carti, yeah, I need a Barbie, yeah
Hoes be starving, yeah, hold up
We smoke, we smoke, hold up
Big truck, big truck, hold up
I'm a slime, I'ma kill 'em
I'ma hit 'em with ten, nigga
Give a fuck 'bout a victim
Give a fuck 'bout them niggas
I'm the enemy, hold up, I know I'm me
That bitch on me, yeah, like Vaseline
Hold up, uh, hold up, uh
Why you checkin' on it?
I got bitches up on me
That be flirting with me
I'm so fly like a motherfuckin' pigeon
Homie i'm in New York with
Them niggas counting digit's, homie
Run it up like a scammer
My niggas keep a hammer
Give a fuck 'bout numbers, numbers
Don't lie, lil' bitch, hold up
Uh, yeah, numbers don't lie, lil' bitch
Yeah

Crack, crack, crack, I got crack money
Crack money, yeah, we serve crack money
Crack money, hold up, you a crack junkie
Yeah
We got blocks, you can get a block from me
Crack, crack, crack, I got crack money
Crack money, yeah, we serve crack money
Crack money, hold up, you a crack junkie
Yeah
We got blocks, you can get a block from me

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