Playboi Carti - Double Cup Bugs Bunny lyrics

I got money coming, I got hundreds on me
Keep them opps running, I just smoked an opp
You can keep it coming
I got bloodies with me, I got cousins with me
I'm on the Southside, I got two nines
I fucked two hoes 'cause I'm too fine
I got hoes yeah
Different clothes, yeah, different tastes
Yeah
They in her face, yeah, she wanna taste, yeah
Shawty fuckin' on me, yeah, she love me
Yeah
I'm Cash Carti, yeah, hoes bе starving, yeah
Bugs Bunny yeah, hold up

I'm so fly like a Martian, yеah
I take off on these bitches, they be, hold up
I take off on these bitches, now she call me
Hold up these bitches just be costing, hoes
They costing

Different sluts every day, yeah
Different bitches, different place
I put it all in her face
'Then we got em, AK i'ma do this everyday
I'ma nut in her face
Shawty better not be afraid
Cause a nigga keep a K yeah, yeah
Hold up, pussy nigga, you want smoke
We smoke 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
Numbers don't lie, lil' bitch, yeah
Young nigga might kill, homie
My niggas gon' go on a drill for me
Give a fuck 'bout none of these niggas
My niggas gon' kill some niggas for me
Fuck these niggas they ain't
Talking 'bout nun, they don't want no war
I'm a put a nigga on a T-shirt
Ion give a fuck about nun
I'm gon shoot at a opp first
We don't give a fuck 'bout your gun
I got a K on me, I make a opp run
I'm a cook up, I'm a cook up uhh
I serve crack, we got Macs
Serve bitches huh, aye wit the cash uhh huh
Yeah

I got money coming, I got hundreds on me
Keep them opps running, I just smoked an opp
You can keep it coming
I got bloodies with me, I got cousins with me
I'm on the Southside, I got two nines
I fucked two hoes 'cause I'm too fine
I got hoes yeah
Different clothes, yeah, different tastes
Yeah
They in her face, yeah, she wanna taste, yeah
Shawty fuckin' on me, yeah, she love me
Yeah
I'm Cash Carti, yeah, hoes be starving, yeah
Bugs Bunny yeah, hold up

We got all this money
We finna show this shit
We got all them guns, we finna blow that shit
We finna tote that shit
Niggas be talkin, need to top
Me and my shit
Need to top, need to top, need to top
Need to top i was jus fucking the thot
I was just on this block
I was just on this block
We was robbing niggas, we was taking opps
We gon kill everything, we can't stop
We got crack, money we sell crack, junkies
Keep that crack comin'
Keep them numbers comin'
Bitches keep on talkin'
We sell crack, junkies
Keep them crack comin'
Keep them numbers comin'
Bitches want the smoke they gon' want the K
We gon' kill the nigga
We gon' fuck his day up
Ion kill a nig- Choppa eat we
We gon kill these niggas up
Big twenty, hard hundred i got cash homie
Big junkie, big hundred we got cash homie
Big hundred, freak shawty
Fuck your bih' homie we got big homies
Its a whole lotta shit
Its a whole lotta sticks
Got a whole lotta bitches
We gotta whole lotta shit

I got money coming, I got hundreds on me
Keep them opps running, I just smoked an opp
You can keep it coming
I got bloodies with me, I got cousins with me
I'm on the Southside, I got two nines
I fucked two hoes 'cause I'm too fine
I got hoes yeah
Different clothes, yeah, different tastes
Yeah
They in her face, yeah, she wanna taste, yeah
Shawty fuckin' on me, yeah, she love me
Yeah
I'm Cash Carti, yeah, hoes be starving, yeah
Bugs Bunny yeah, hold up

Diamond uh yeah yeah, styrofoam mm mm
Bih', double cup uh yeah
Double cup yeah hol' up
Double cup love, shawty wanna fuck wit the
Drugs yeah, double cup love yeah
Shawty wanna fuck my drugs yeah
I'm in love uh yea, I'm
In love with drugs now
I'm in love yea hol' up yea
I'm the slime, we sluggin' hol' up
Me and my niggas we thuggin' hol' up
I'm a fuck this hoe hol'up, shawty
Wanna be my, hol' up, hol' up

All white Dior sweater
I'm a pull up yeah change the weather
Got bitches everywhere
Got diamonds everywhere
This cash everywhere
These bitches gotta stare
These bitches everywhere
Tryna fuck okay yeah
Tryna fuck on bands yeah
Tryna pop these tags yeah
And I'm on the Percs yeah
And I'm on the lean hol' up
Tryna check me out, man, too clean
I'm too yeah
Hol' up, hol' up, slime fine, I'm
Tryna fuck this bitch hol' up
She gotta be mine hol' up uh huh yeah
My slime fine
I'm tryna fuck this bitch hol'
Up she gotta be mine
I wanna meet yo hoe yuh, I wanna take
Her out, she gotta suck my dick
She gotta eat me up
She gotta uhhhh uhhhh yeah uhhhh uhhhh
Yeah, yeah hol' up yea, yeah

I got money coming, I got hundreds on me
Keep them opps running, I just smoked an opp
You can keep it coming
I got bloodies with me, I got cousins with me
I'm on the Southside, I got two nines
I fucked two hoes 'cause I'm too fine
I got hoes yeah
Different clothes, yeah, different tastes
Yeah
They in her face, yeah, she wanna taste, yeah
Shawty fuckin' on me, yeah, she love me
Yeah
I'm Cash Carti, yeah, hoes be starving, yeah
Bugs Bunny yeah, hold up

I'm so fly like a Martian, yeah
I take off on these bitches, they be, hold up
I take off on these bitches, now she call me
Hold up these bitches just be costing, hoes
They costing