Playboi Carti - Privacy lyrics

Uh, ooh, yeah, uh
I'm a real rockstar (yeah, ooh)
I'm a real rockstar (Ayy, what?)
I'm a real rockstar

Got the plan,  I got bands, uh, ayy
Drummin' like a band (Band)
Rock the show off a Xan', ooh
Bitch, I got them bands, yeah i got hoes
Everytime I land she like fuck her man, man
Let's go
30 in my pants, walk inside of LV with my ho
All these hoes
They wanna fuck me 'cause I'm
Wealthy on these hoes
These niggas better give me room because
I'm steppin' on your toes
Bitches waitin' in my crib
They tryna fuck and give me throat
I know these niggas love my swag, I
Know these niggas love my flow, ooh
Fuckin' on your bitch on
The motherfuckin' floor, ooh
Told your bitch stop then let go

I'm not really with that Snapchat shit
With that Facebook shit
When I'm fucking with you we
Ain't doing that shit
Threw her ass on the jet
Call that shit privacy
Fuck that bitch, privacy
We gon' keep this private, uh, yeah
We gon' keep this private (Fuck, huh? Huh?)
We gon' keep it private

Ayy, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy
Crybaby, bitch, ayy, yeah
I can't fuck with you but
You shady, bitch, ayy, ayy, ayy
Know some niggas that are
Shady, bitch, ooh, ooh, ooh
RIP to my nigga, bitch, ayy, yeah
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Feel it in your jaw, ooh molly, pills
All these hoes wanna go on the fuckin' trip
Ayy all these hoes wanna go feel
It for the thrill, ayy
All these hoes know that Yung Carti kill, ayy
Hop on the track and that lean
And I sip, ayy, uh, ayy
Syrup, uh
Got me fuckin' purple, ayy, ayy, ayy
Bought my bitch some Percs

I'm not really with that Snapchat shit
With that Facebook shit
When I'm fuckin' with you we
Ain't doin' that shit
Threw her ass on the jet
Call that shit privacy
Fuck that bitch, privacy
We gon' keep this private, uh, yeah
We gon' keep this private (Fuck, huh? Huh?)
We gon' keep it private