Playboi Carti - For my set lyrics
Playboi Carti [Jordan Terrell Carter] Atlanta, Georgia. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Playboi Carti - For my set lyrics]
I might overdose on these bars (These bars)
I might pass out in my loft (My loft)
Wake up next to your broad (Your broad)
I sell her coke then she carry off (Bounce)
For a bitch, nigga, I ain't partial (Nah)
Marc Jacobs, two hoes
No makeup, get your cake up (Cash)
Banana boat filled with kilos
That's a lot of dope
I'm on cruise mode with my shades on (Ayy)
And my top off, what you hiding for? (Ayy)
I got goons on the roof
With the yoppers though
Sending shots 'til the cops show
Bodies fall then I reload (Bitch, ayy)
Matter fact I need 10 more (Carti)
Fuck a record deal
I can make a mil' straight juggin'
(Jugg, finesse)
Fuck the rest, nigga, this is on my set (Ayy)
I'ma keep chasin' this money
So my team can have what's best (Ayy)
Diamonds on my neck
Four digit's be the check (Ayy)
Two hoes in my bed
I got two loads in the shed
I got designers in my hand (Ayy)
I got this kush smoke in my chest (Bitch)
Vanilla skies my quest (Ayy)
The green long that red band (Carti)
No swimming pool but she wet
That bad bitch get long dick (Ayy)
She been waitin' on it for the longest
(Carti) cash over the bullshit (Carti)
Cash over the bullshit (Carti)
Cash over the bullshit (Carti)
Cash over the bullshit (Ayy)
Cash over the bullshit (Ayy)