Playboi Carti - In My Car lyrics
Playboi Carti [Jordan Terrell Carter] Atlanta, Georgia. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Playboi Carti - In My Car lyrics]
Man, get the fuck
Get the fuck out this car, nigga
I don't even know you like that, nigga
Lil bitch, lil bitch
I don't even know you like that, bitch
I don't even know you like that
Who the fuck you talking to, bitch?
I ain't hit you with that shit
I ain't hit you with my gun, ayy
Ayy, you gotta watch
Watch who the fuck you talking to
I don't give a fuck
In my car, yeah, yeah sipping on that Wock'
Popping all these bars
Cooling with the stars
Coupe came with the star
(Kurt Co') uh, Kurt Cobain shit (Kurt Co')
Go-out-with-a bang shit (Kurt Co')
Uh, still on gang shit (Kurt Co')
Same niggas I left with, yeah
Leave you left quick, yeah
On my left wrist, yeah
That's like two bricks, yeah
On my right wrist, yeah
That's my right bitch
She hold the strap like dyke bitch, yeah
That's my type bitch
Yeah, we do this shit all night, bitch, yeah
That's our night bitch
Gleechie just walked in with Percs
And Xans so we piped, bitch
She wanna suck on my lil peepee 'cause
She know Carti got right and shit
I know these niggas out here peep me
'cause they see Yung Carti copping shit
Ooh
You a copier, yeah, you like to copy shit
You wasn't even on this style until
Yung Carti popped this shit, yeah
I got hella hoes, ooh
And they popping shit, yeah
I got popping hoes, ooh
On they popping shit, ooh
I need a solid ho, ooh harder than a brick
My bitch bad with no makeup kit, ooh
And she with the shit
She ought to top me off and zip her lip, ooh
While I zip a brick
I got choppers on my mama couch, ooh
Pints all in the fridge, ooh
When I leave the crib, ooh
Go check on my kids, ooh
All these niggas my kids, ooh
I just fuck they bitch, ooh
All these niggas my kids, ooh
I just fuck they bitch, ooh
She hop in the dick and she split
Hop in the dick, hop in the bed, bed
Kids staying lit, lean thick
Throw it in the back, we lit
Throw it in the back, we lit
Thumb through the check, we lit
Aye, I'm fucking this bitch
I flex, she split, ooh
I love this bitch, she do tricks, ooh
I told the bitch that she it, ooh
I told the bitch she the shit, ooh
All of my niggas, they hit
I give 'em the guap, he going to hit
He going to miss, hit 'em with kick, ooh
Kick the lil bitch with the stick, ooh
He going out back to sip, ooh
I'm with the set like I'm Dip, ooh
Now with the set, I'm pimp, ooh
I swear I could be a lil pimp, ooh
I swear she need a lil pimp, ooh
Took the lil bitch like a pit, ooh
VVS diamonds my neck, ooh
Don't need no light to hit, ooh
I know I be cooling and shit, ooh
But all of these bitches I hit, ooh
And all of these niggas are bitch, ooh
All of these niggas are bitch
In my car, yeah, yeah sipping on that Wock'
Popping all these bars
Cooling with the stars
Coupe came with the star in my car
In my car coupe came with the star
My crew gave me these bars in my car
Get the fuck out this car, nigga
I don't even know you like that, nigga
Lil bitch, lil bitch
I don't even know you like that, bitch
I don't even know you like that
Who the fuck you talking to, bitch?
I ain't hit you with that shit
I ain't hit you with my gun, ayy
Ayy, you gotta watch
Watch who the fuck you talking to
I don't give a fuck
In my car, yeah, yeah sipping on that Wock'
Popping all these bars
Cooling with the stars
Coupe came with the star
(Kurt Co') uh, Kurt Cobain shit (Kurt Co')
Go-out-with-a bang shit (Kurt Co')
Uh, still on gang shit (Kurt Co')
Same niggas I left with, yeah
Leave you left quick, yeah
On my left wrist, yeah
That's like two bricks, yeah
On my right wrist, yeah
That's my right bitch
She hold the strap like dyke bitch, yeah
That's my type bitch
Yeah, we do this shit all night, bitch, yeah
That's our night bitch
Gleechie just walked in with Percs
And Xans so we piped, bitch
She wanna suck on my lil peepee 'cause
She know Carti got right and shit
I know these niggas out here peep me
'cause they see Yung Carti copping shit
Ooh
You a copier, yeah, you like to copy shit
You wasn't even on this style until
Yung Carti popped this shit, yeah
I got hella hoes, ooh
And they popping shit, yeah
I got popping hoes, ooh
On they popping shit, ooh
I need a solid ho, ooh harder than a brick
My bitch bad with no makeup kit, ooh
And she with the shit
She ought to top me off and zip her lip, ooh
While I zip a brick
I got choppers on my mama couch, ooh
Pints all in the fridge, ooh
When I leave the crib, ooh
Go check on my kids, ooh
All these niggas my kids, ooh
I just fuck they bitch, ooh
All these niggas my kids, ooh
I just fuck they bitch, ooh
She hop in the dick and she split
Hop in the dick, hop in the bed, bed
Kids staying lit, lean thick
Throw it in the back, we lit
Throw it in the back, we lit
Thumb through the check, we lit
Aye, I'm fucking this bitch
I flex, she split, ooh
I love this bitch, she do tricks, ooh
I told the bitch that she it, ooh
I told the bitch she the shit, ooh
All of my niggas, they hit
I give 'em the guap, he going to hit
He going to miss, hit 'em with kick, ooh
Kick the lil bitch with the stick, ooh
He going out back to sip, ooh
I'm with the set like I'm Dip, ooh
Now with the set, I'm pimp, ooh
I swear I could be a lil pimp, ooh
I swear she need a lil pimp, ooh
Took the lil bitch like a pit, ooh
VVS diamonds my neck, ooh
Don't need no light to hit, ooh
I know I be cooling and shit, ooh
But all of these bitches I hit, ooh
And all of these niggas are bitch, ooh
All of these niggas are bitch
In my car, yeah, yeah sipping on that Wock'
Popping all these bars
Cooling with the stars
Coupe came with the star in my car
In my car coupe came with the star
My crew gave me these bars in my car