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Timeless The Weeknd, Playboi Carti XO Ooh yeah ooh yeah no Ever since I was a jit knew I was the shit (Ooh yeah) Shorty keep wanna come 'round she wanna get hit (Wanna get hit so hard) She think she the main because I keep her by my side Timeless The Weeknd XO Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, no Ever since I was a jit, knew I was the shit (ooh, yeah) Shorty keep wanna come 'round, she wanna get hit (wanna get hit so hard) She think she the main because I keep her by my Popular (From The Idol Vol. 1 (Music from the HBO Original Series)) (Feat. Playboi Carti) The Weeknd, Madonna Carti & The Weeknd] Money on top of me, money on top of her (Uh-huh) Money on top of me, money on top of her (Uh-huh) Yeah, shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular (Uh-huh) Yeah, shawty fuck with GOOD CREDIT Playboi Carti it slide through All I gotta do is show it to the cashier And she gon' let it slide through I'm seein' that ho out the water I'm sayin' it came out the lake, look at these diamonds, they water I'm sayin TOXIC Playboi Carti Uh, the moshpit real toxic I got too much profit I got too much profit I got too much profit Uh, the moshpit real toxic I got too much profit I got too much profit (Lil' Carti, lil' Carti) I got too much EVIL J0RDAN Playboi Carti Begging on her knees to be popular First, I go whip out the boat, no, I can't hit on no brakes My life is out of control, I'm tellin' you, nobody safe I've been livin' my life limbo, my ice, it came with SOUTH ATLANTA BABY Playboi Carti Carti, I ain't gon' lie, my nigga This music right here put you in a whole 'nother category Hahahaha That's right, we can create our own genre From now on, don't box us in any category Yeah, Draco sitting PHILLY Playboi Carti crop, don't do pounds or blocks (Hippy) Make these sneaks under my socks so I can walk the spot (Hippy) Ice up my bitches, that's too funny 'cause I like 'em hot Who the fuck is up? TRIM Playboi Carti , fuck on yo' ho (Woah) I'm pushin' the Spec', got the stars in the door I got one of those, my bitches be cold (Swamp Izzo) She feelin' my presence, I put on a presi' She rockin' baguetties, she fuckin I SEEEEEE YOU BABY BOI Playboi Carti Schyeah, schyeah Started from the bottom, schyeah, schyeah Ain't hard to tell Yeah, livin' this life out of highs, yeah I escaped the fail, schyeah (Schyeah) She gon' know how it feel Happily over to my BACKD00R (Feat. Kendrick Lamar, Jhené Aiko) Playboi Carti Backdoor, backdoor Backdoor, backdoor Backdoor, backdoor Backdoor, backdoor Let's go, let's go She a good girl, tell her, "Let go" She can't take it, I'm a monster, no more, schyeah Play with the munyuns RADAR Playboi Carti Metro Schyeah, Benz in the backyard So hot, hit the radar Step in, Van Cleef, oh yeah, I got a G-Star Woah, cash on the floor, yeah, got me all pissed off I'm so pissed off, I'm so pissed off It's a hundred CHARGE DEM HOES A FEE Playboi Carti (Wheezy outta here) Woah, woah (808 Mafia), woah, woah (Woah), woah (Woah), ski (Ski) Wide body on the Lambo kit Wide body, woah-woah (Woah) Wide body on the Lambo kit (Slatt, slatt) Wide body, woah (Slatty OLYMPIAN Playboi Carti Schyeah Schyeah Schyeah Damn Same bitch, same key all week Life's crazy, scary Oh, she bad, oh you see it Michael Jackson, bitty B Seventeen on my jeans Had the .9 on me Don't fall for the bust If you RATHER LIE Playboi Carti I'd rather lie than to lose you, girl I'd rather lie than confuse you, girl Truth is, we lapped them, they want us gone Truth is, they can't handle me at the top I'd rather spare you the details, my love K POP Playboi Carti bad lil' vibe, Molly all over her tongue I'm 'bout to spot me a opp, I'm 'bout to spin their truck, woah I said, "Momma, I got me a switch, we don't give a fuck 'bout luck" Ah, hah Ice on my body, I'm the MUNYUN Playboi Carti (You gotta be livin' up under a rock if you don't know my voice Swamp Izzo I am music) That double gun up I need me some more She send me some, when she get bored But I hit in cash, put it on the floor COCAINE NOSE Playboi Carti (Wake up, F1LTHY) Schyeah All I do is win, all I do is car spin Head shots at your brain, put a bitch in the food chain (Schyeah) Gucci snakes, hol' up, with Slime on the plane Stay with a hoodrat, yeah HBA Playboi Carti mic I'm tryna be Carti, not Mike I'm a gigolo, ho, I bite My wholе career, they bite Some niggas still thinkin' thеy faster than me Somebody should tell 'em they dyin' I’m done with these niggas and dissin WAKE UP F1LTHY Playboi Carti Uh, F1LTHY said, "Wake up, wake up" Uh, had to go get the cake, cake up, uh Racks on me, racks up, racks up Uh, money on the floor, different hoes Ooh, clockin' that bitch, I got her low Uh, two in rotation CRANK Playboi Carti Uh, back in the day, huh (Ha, ha, ha, ha) We used to pay, huh Now so we all there My bitches are all there (Swamp Izzo) Drivin' the cold blow (Ha, ha, ha) My bitches are pop My vibes are top fours I leave OVERLY Playboi Carti that bih comin', yeah, grr SRT, you can hear that bih gruntin', skrrt All of my niggas, they hold that stick All of my niggas, they witness, Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, bitch In this bitch, we click the WALK Playboi Carti sprayed his house, his door red All red flag, red flag, nigga, Code Red You pull up with that Hi-Point, we leave it on your forehead That Seven point Six-Two gon' leave your motherfuckin' door red Shut the MOJO JOJO Playboi Carti Ayy Carti I need that back to the future Carti I need that four Alien Carti I need that PPPP Extra-terrestrial Carti you know Just like that Carti you know Just like that Cart Ooh, back in high school, ALL RED Playboi Carti Upside-down cross tat' on my neck, shut 'em up, uh, uh Upside-down cross tat' on my neck, shut 'em up Upside-down cross tat' on my neck, shut 'em up, uh, uh Upside-down cross tat' on my neck, shut 'em up, uh The WE NEED ALL DA VIBES Playboi Carti (Wheezy outta here) Yeah, see the way we pop it They tryna see the way we pop it Yeah, yeah They doin' anything just to get inside this room, tryna see the way we kick it, wanna see the way we pop it POP OUT Playboi Carti I can't come to your party, I might go just to hurt ya (Schyeah) Ridin' in a new body, all of my hoes are murderers (Schyeah) I just painted her face, now she part of the circus (Yeah) I just bought that OPM BABI Playboi Carti uh, I'm 'bout to fuck her 'til her pussy numb (Schyeah, schyeah) Esketamine high (Huh), it's not enough (Schyeah) Might take ketamine now (Turn up), it's in my blood Uh, I'm like Thug, I'm like, "What the Sky Playboi Carti Let's go) I can fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (what? What? Slatt, slatt) I can fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (woah, what? What? What?) FINE SHIT Playboi Carti even post online, huh Don't say you ride for me, lil' bitch, just ride, huh, huh Don't say you'll die for me, lil' bitch, just die I'm way too high for this, I might go live, huh (Uh) Take ten hoes out the