Playboi Carti - Living Reckless lyrics
Playboi Carti [Jordan Terrell Carter] Atlanta, Georgia. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Playboi Carti - Living Reckless lyrics]
It's-it's jC
It's-it's yeah, JC
I'm dri-I'm dri
I'm just-I'm just makin'
I'm dri-I'm dri
Dead hoes, now wait
Hustle and aesthetic based
When the golden boys hit the corner
Scavengers surround the place
Even when I was saying grace
They did that shit for Satan's sake
Thinking he can help
Seen my niggas sent to Heaven's gates
Never heard of vacay
Never had the time to play
Until the neighbors leave, drank
Is full, bitch, it's time to skate
Train to the devil and
It's the only time life makes sense
Fuck with the zombie
You'll get redder than a white bitch
(yeah, shit) It's like my
World is my residence
Life can be so pleasant when
You livin' that shit reckless
Livin' that shit reckless
Corduroys on a golden boy
Supreme team with gold blings
Signatures on they rings, parachute bags
Brass knuckles and knick-knacks
Pockets full of cheddar and empty dime bags
Rollin' up the hash with the fellas
Higher than ever, I dead 'em all
Where's the shovel?
Zombie Gang to the other, that's my brother
(JC) just raised from another
That's my nigga though
We bringin' bitches to the condo
I think they kinda shy though
It's still all good though
They say they from Toronto
I woulda thought Chicago
They say they tryna smoke some
I say, "Bitch, shake that ass though"
Weed got me fucked up
Can you please try to take it slow?
Hold up, you grabbin' my pants
Tryna see what you workin' with
You doin' too much, I'm just tryna fuck
So whatchu sayin'? Don't be playin'
I don't like to be upset too much
You blowin' my high
You tryna chill or what? What?
Hello?
Nah, let me tell you 'bout this group
Right- i'm just tryna-
They name is- uh
I'm j- I'm j- (I'm just tryna)
The freaking Zombies or something
I'm just tryna- (I'm just tryna make it)
There's this lil' dude, right? His name JC
Cartier, Cartier
Just listen to it, tell me what you think
Living that shit
Livin' that shit reckless, yeah!
It's-it's yeah, JC
I'm dri-I'm dri
I'm just-I'm just makin'
I'm dri-I'm dri
Dead hoes, now wait
Hustle and aesthetic based
When the golden boys hit the corner
Scavengers surround the place
Even when I was saying grace
They did that shit for Satan's sake
Thinking he can help
Seen my niggas sent to Heaven's gates
Never heard of vacay
Never had the time to play
Until the neighbors leave, drank
Is full, bitch, it's time to skate
Train to the devil and
It's the only time life makes sense
Fuck with the zombie
You'll get redder than a white bitch
(yeah, shit) It's like my
World is my residence
Life can be so pleasant when
You livin' that shit reckless
Livin' that shit reckless
Corduroys on a golden boy
Supreme team with gold blings
Signatures on they rings, parachute bags
Brass knuckles and knick-knacks
Pockets full of cheddar and empty dime bags
Rollin' up the hash with the fellas
Higher than ever, I dead 'em all
Where's the shovel?
Zombie Gang to the other, that's my brother
(JC) just raised from another
That's my nigga though
We bringin' bitches to the condo
I think they kinda shy though
It's still all good though
They say they from Toronto
I woulda thought Chicago
They say they tryna smoke some
I say, "Bitch, shake that ass though"
Weed got me fucked up
Can you please try to take it slow?
Hold up, you grabbin' my pants
Tryna see what you workin' with
You doin' too much, I'm just tryna fuck
So whatchu sayin'? Don't be playin'
I don't like to be upset too much
You blowin' my high
You tryna chill or what? What?
Hello?
Nah, let me tell you 'bout this group
Right- i'm just tryna-
They name is- uh
I'm j- I'm j- (I'm just tryna)
The freaking Zombies or something
I'm just tryna- (I'm just tryna make it)
There's this lil' dude, right? His name JC
Cartier, Cartier
Just listen to it, tell me what you think
Living that shit
Livin' that shit reckless, yeah!