Playboi Carti, Young Jordan - RAF lyrics
Playboi Carti [Jordan Terrell Carter] Atlanta, Georgia. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Playboi Carti, Young Jordan - RAF lyrics]
Uh, uh, uh yeah (Woah)
Uh
Yeah, lil' bitch, she wit' it (Uh)
Got a lil' bitch, she wit' it (Let's go)
Take that Bentley
Yeah, I like to ride that Bentley
Yeah, she like to ride my Bentley
Yeah, she like to ride that Bentley
Got a lil thing, I feel it
Yeah, she tell me feel it
And she know I ball, yeah I get it
Lil' bitch, this Raf Simons
Lil' bitch, this Raf Simons
Young nigga rob the bank, uh
My mask is Raf Simons, yeah
Play with that cash (Hold up)
Young nigga got cash, yeah
Big slatt, big mob, yeah
Walk 'round with bags, yeah
Carti got a bitch all in it (yeah)
All of my slimes, we litty (yeah)
Whole lotta bag, lil' fiftiеs (Hol' up)
Whole lotta bag, let's get it (Slatt)
I'm in that bitch with a blicky (Slatt)
I'ma lеt that motherfucker hang out
You ain't louda cap, the hangout
(Counter fo')
Lay your ass down where you hang out (Cash)
Stupid little bitch gon' bite down (Slime)
Got my dog with me, I ain't big now
Turn the bitch down, you ain't lucky (yeah)
Handle my dough, you ain't lucky
Diamonds on me like typhoon
Shoot by myself, I ain't got goons
Smoke big gas (Gas)
Smell like perfume (Gas, gas)
I got a ho in Cleveland (Cash)
I fuck with her and she bleeding (yeah, yeah)
Shawty a demon (yeah, yeah)
Carti a demon (yeah)
Carti a demon (yeah, I guess)
Still in Celine (RIP my nigga)
Half a mil' on me, on me, on me, on me (29)
Yeah, lil' bitch, she wit' it (Uh)
Got a lil' bitch, she wit' it
(Let's go, 29) take that Bentley
Yeah, I like to ride that Bentley
Yeah, she like to ride my Bentley
Yeah, she like to ride that Bentley
Got a lil thing, I feel it
Yeah, she tell me feel it
And she know I ball, yeah I get it
Uh
Yeah, lil' bitch, she wit' it (Uh)
Got a lil' bitch, she wit' it (Let's go)
Take that Bentley
Yeah, I like to ride that Bentley
Yeah, she like to ride my Bentley
Yeah, she like to ride that Bentley
Got a lil thing, I feel it
Yeah, she tell me feel it
And she know I ball, yeah I get it
Lil' bitch, this Raf Simons
Lil' bitch, this Raf Simons
Young nigga rob the bank, uh
My mask is Raf Simons, yeah
Play with that cash (Hold up)
Young nigga got cash, yeah
Big slatt, big mob, yeah
Walk 'round with bags, yeah
Carti got a bitch all in it (yeah)
All of my slimes, we litty (yeah)
Whole lotta bag, lil' fiftiеs (Hol' up)
Whole lotta bag, let's get it (Slatt)
I'm in that bitch with a blicky (Slatt)
I'ma lеt that motherfucker hang out
You ain't louda cap, the hangout
(Counter fo')
Lay your ass down where you hang out (Cash)
Stupid little bitch gon' bite down (Slime)
Got my dog with me, I ain't big now
Turn the bitch down, you ain't lucky (yeah)
Handle my dough, you ain't lucky
Diamonds on me like typhoon
Shoot by myself, I ain't got goons
Smoke big gas (Gas)
Smell like perfume (Gas, gas)
I got a ho in Cleveland (Cash)
I fuck with her and she bleeding (yeah, yeah)
Shawty a demon (yeah, yeah)
Carti a demon (yeah)
Carti a demon (yeah, I guess)
Still in Celine (RIP my nigga)
Half a mil' on me, on me, on me, on me (29)
Yeah, lil' bitch, she wit' it (Uh)
Got a lil' bitch, she wit' it
(Let's go, 29) take that Bentley
Yeah, I like to ride that Bentley
Yeah, she like to ride my Bentley
Yeah, she like to ride that Bentley
Got a lil thing, I feel it
Yeah, she tell me feel it
And she know I ball, yeah I get it