Playboi Carti - Don’t Tell Nobody lyrics

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

[Playboi Carti - Don’t Tell Nobody lyrics]

(DJ Lil Keem, what up?) yeah, yeah
What the fuck these niggas got
To say to me now? I don't give a fuck
I'ma keep countin', nigga
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, Carti)
Keep countin', do all this shit all day
Nigga you can hear my jewelry
In the motherfuckin' mic
Balenciagas (Balenciagas)
I can't fuck with nobody
(Number (N) ine jeans, nigga)
Balenciagas, anybody (Nobody) dollars (Uh)
Uh who that is? (Carti)
(Plug) plug-plug, where you at?
(Plug-Plug-Plug, DJ Lil Keem, what up?)
Yeah, ooh, pipe up, yeah
Ooh, pipe up, pipe up, uh (Hoodrich)

Balenciagas, I don't fuck with nobody
(Fuck with nobody)
I be in the field ready to pop on anybody
(Pop on anybody) i just wanna bag that
Bag that bitch I met at Follies
(I met at Follies)
In a foreign drop top movin' with a thotty
Movin' with a thotty tryin' to
Fuck me for my clouty
(With a thotty, thotty, thotty, clouty)
Movin' with a thotty tryin' to
Fuck me for my clouty (Ayy, what? Clouty)
Bring that ho upstairs
Bring that ho upstairs (Damn, ho upstairs)
I brought that ho to the trap
But please don't tell nobody
(Ho upstairs, ho, don't tell nobody)
Ho, don't tell nobody
(Ho, don't tell nobody)
Ho, don't tell nobody
(Ho, don't tell nobody)
Bitch, don't tell nobody
(Don't tell nobody)
Bitch, don't tell nobody
(Bitch, don't tell nobody)
I brought that ho to the trap
But please don't tell nobody
(Bitch, don't tell nobody)
Ho, don't tell nobody (Tell nobody)
Bitch, don't tell nobody, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy (Tell nobody)

I say fuck the robbin' for this rap shit
(Rap shit)
Now I'm in LA fuckin' on a model bitch
(Model bitch, model)
Runnin' with the same gang
I been runnin' with (Gang)
Designin' and trappin', baby
I'm so addicted
Been on the block, been movin' with it
(Block, block, block)
We motivated, motivated
Our boys love to kick it
I spent a show on these shoes, boy
I love to kick it
I pay attention, don't pay attention
I'm payin' fuckin' attention
Number (N) ine, fuck the Trues, I'm so fuckin' different (Damn)
I hang with shooters and killers that
Just got out of prison
Pipe up, pipe up, I got hella bitches
Pipe up buyin' flights just to see a nigga
(yeah) , yeah, yeah (yeah)


Balenciagas, I don't fuck with nobody
(Fuck with nobody)
I be in the field ready to pop on anybody
(Pop on anybody) i just wanna bag that
Bag that bitch I met at Follies
(I met at Follies)
In a foreign drop top movin' with a thotty
Movin' with a thotty tryin' to
Fuck me for my clouty
(With a thotty, thotty, thotty, clouty)
Movin' with a thotty tryin' to
Fuck me for my clouty (Ayy, what? Clouty)
Bring that ho upstairs
Bring that ho upstairs (Damn, ho upstairs)
I brought that ho to the trap
But please don't tell nobody
(Ho upstairs, ho, don't tell nobody)
Ho, don't tell nobody
(Ho, don't tell nobody)
Ho, don't tell nobody
(Ho, don't tell nobody)
Bitch, don't tell nobody
(Don't tell nobody)
Bitch, don't tell nobody
(Bitch, don't tell nobody)
I brought that ho to the trap
But please don't tell nobody
(Bitch, don't tell nobody)
Ho, don't tell nobody (Tell nobody)
Bitch, don't tell nobody, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy (Hoodrich, bitch)

Bitch, don't tell nobody
Bitch, don't tell nobody, baby, oh
Don't tell nobody
When I pull up in your hood, boy
Don't tell nobody
When I pull up in that Range, bitch
Don't tell nobody
I got to do it for my boys
They gon' shoot anybody they shoot anybody
Aim straight first at anybody
I'm off the Percs, I'm off the Xans
I don't feel anybody
Cash Carti, money bags, boy
Anybody, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Hoodrich Keem, Plug, Plug, Plug-Plug)

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