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[Chorus]
Hitting that bitch with the fire, he didn’t even know it’s me
Hitting that boy with the fire, nigga didn’t even know it’s me
Hitting that bitch with the fire, he didn’t even know it’s me
Hitting that bitch with the fire, he didn’t even know it’s me
Hitting that boy with the fire, nigga didn’t even know it’s me
They didn’t even know it’s me, they didn’t even know it’s me
They didn’t even know it’s me, they didn’t even know it’s me
They didn’t even know it’s me, they didn’t even know it’s me
Hitting that boy with the fire, nigga didn’t even know it’s me

[Verse 1]
Tell that lil bitch I got bags, talkin’ to mans
Tell that lil bitch I got bags, you talkin’ to me
Hittin’ that boy with that fire, nigga didn’t know it was me
Nigga be dead meat, nigga be dead meat
Hitting that bitch from the side
I’ma have a menage I’ma have a good time
I’ma fuck her [?]
She wanna play with that fye
Shawty gon play with that fire
These niggas ain’t ready for slime, they ain’t ready for slime

[Chorus]
Hitting that bitch with the fire, he didn’t even know it’s me
Hitting that boy with the fire, nigga didn’t even know it’s me
Hitting that bitch with the fire, he didn’t even know it’s me
Hitting that bitch with the fire, he didn’t even know it’s me
Hitting that boy with the fire, nigga didn’t even know it’s me
They didn’t even know it’s me, they didn’t even know it’s me
They didn’t even know it’s me, they didn’t even know it’s me
They didn’t even know it’s me, they didn’t even know it’s me
Hitting that boy with the fire, nigga didn’t even know it’s me

[Verse 2: Young Nudy]
Hit that boy with the fye
Wish a motherfucker try, know slime gon fire
I been firing all the shots since I was a lil nigga
Lil nigga had a pistol, pistol never was a issue (never)
Been gettin’ money since a youngin’ (youngin’)
Been havin’ hoes comin’, lotta niggas out here frontin’
Know them pussy niggas bluffin’ (facts)
These niggas wasn’t shootin’
Slime ball bout that action and you know what’s happenin’
Yeah bitch (Yeah bitch)

[Chorus]
Hitting that bitch with the fire, he didn’t even know it’s me
Hitting that boy with the fire, nigga didn’t even know it’s me
Hitting that bitch with the fire, he didn’t even know it’s me
Hitting that bitch with the fire, he didn’t even know it’s me
Hitting that boy with the fire, nigga didn’t even know it’s me
They didn’t even know it’s me, they didn’t even know it’s me
They didn’t even know it’s me, they didn’t even know it’s me
They didn’t even know it’s me, they didn’t even know it’s me
Hitting that boy with the fire, nigga didn’t even know it’s me

[Chorus]
I’ma go fuck that bitch
I’ma go thrash that bitch
Shawty gon’ suck this dick
Shawty gon’ suck this dick
That’s a pull-up bitch
Don’t make me pull up bitch
I’d smash that thot, then pull out bitch
Might push the Flacko shit
Watch me pull up, take your chain lil bitch
I’m on Deebo lit
I’m on Migo lit
I’m on kilo lit
I go psycho bitch
Watch me suck your bitch
Watch me thrash that bitch
Then I pass that bitch

[Verse 1]
Cop the Prada bitch
Get one for the silt
Got that Prada bag
Got one for my bitch
Lil boy hit like blitz
Lil boy did my bitch
Got me mad ass shit, so I slapped that bitch
I need hop in a coupe
I need
I need
All of my diamonds they flawless
All of my diamonds legit
All of these diamonds they [?]
Slatt, slatt
Hold up, Slatt, look like a boss
I get the dope, kilo
Yeah, come fuck with the boss
Smokin’ that gas, diesel
Yeah, smell like a boss
She throwin’ the bag like a freezer

[Chorus]
I’ma go fuck that bitch
I’ma go thrash that bitch
Shawty gon’ suck this dick
Shawty gon’ suck this dick
That’s a pull-up bitch
Don’t make me pull up bitch
I’d smash that thot, then pull out bitch
Might push the Flacko shit
Watch me pull up, take your chain lil bitch
I’m on Deebo lit
I’m on Migo lit
I’m on kilo lit
I go psycho bitch
Watch me suck your bitch
Watch me thrash that bitch
Then I pass that bitch

[Verse 2]
On my dog, fight my dog (yeah), shootin’ my dog
I want your thot, I want your bride, yeah
She all on my log
Countin the nights, all in my ghosts, yeah
Head to the loft
I got his shawty all on my dick, ain’t hittin’ it raw
I just let [?]
I got a bitch, Rihanna bad
That bitch gotta body
Fuck that mumblin’ shit
Fuck that mumblin’ shit
Bought a crib for my mama off that mumblin’ shit
Made a mil off that, uh
Off that mumblin’ shit
Made a mil off that, uh
Off that mumblin’ shit
Bought a crib for my mama
Off that mumblin’ shit
Fuck that hoe, [?] big ass booty bih

[Chorus]
I’ma go fuck that bitch
I’ma go thrash that bitch
Shawty gon’ suck this dick
Shawty gon’ suck this dick
That’s a pull-up bitch
Don’t make me pull up bitch
I’d smash that thot, then pull out bitch
Might push the Flacko shit
Watch me pull up, take your chain lil bitch
I’m on Deebo lit
I’m on Migo lit
I’m on kilo lit
I go psycho bitch
Watch me suck your bitch
Watch me thrash that bitch
Then I pass that bitch

[Intro]
Whew, whew
Know what I’m sayin’
I got niggas out here killing each other for VLONE
Slatt
Drop top, drop top

[Hook]
Pull up, pull up (ooh)
Pull up (what? ohh)
Pull up (Uh, what? ooh)
Pull up (Huh)
Pull up (what? ooh)
Pull up (what? ooh)
Pull up
Check it out, check it out, check it out
Pull up

[Verse]
All of these niggas they talkin’
All of these niggas they talkin’
I let my choppa, it talk
I let my choppa, they talk
Yeah, yeah
45 clip in the saw
All of these niggas they soft
All of these niggas they soft (oh)
45 clip with a beam, hit a lil boy from a far
45 niggas with me
All of my niggas they boss
Suck on my dick (sauce, ooh)
Suck on my dick (long, ooh)
Suck on my dick (huh, ooh)
Fuckin’ that bih raw
Had to go cop me an AP (yup)
Had to go cop me some rocks (ice)
Had to go cop me some lean (rocks)
I put that lean on the rocks (the rocks)
Suck on my dick
She suck my dick with her jaw
Lean, ooh, lean lean lean lean lean lean lean
Run it up, run it up, run it up P.E
I got a crib, MTV, come see
(talk to em Carti)

[Hook]
Pull up (ooh)
Pull up (what? ohh)
Pull up (Uh, what? ooh)
Pull up (Huh)
Pull up (what? ooh)
Pull up (what? ooh)
Shots on Carti
Pull up
Shots on Carti
Check it out (Check it out, check it out)
Pull up

[Verse 2]
Pull up, Margiela sweater
Change the weather
Damn, Cash Carti
Woah, off the Molly (yeah)
Actavis, (yeah) I’m coppin’ it (yeah)
Shopping bags, hey, full of shit (talk to em)
Come kick it, come in Lenox (Lenox)
We be ballin’, (talk to em)
Money spending (ballin’)
Pull up drop top
Bad bitch, Pull up (what? ohh)
Gucci (check it out) flip flops
Come spit[?] lockjaw
Backflip, backflip, oh yeah
Backpack, Goyard
Playboi, (what) oh yeah
Bad bitch, yeah, pull up

[Hook]
Pull up (ooh)
Pull up (what? ohh)
Pull up (Uh, what? ooh)
Pull up (Huh)
Pull up (what? ooh)
Pull up (what? ooh)
Pull up
Check it out
Pull up

[Intro]
Yo, Yo Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Iced up, ice watch
Woah, woah
Bad bitch, poke it out (woah)
Poke it out, poke it out (woah)
Bad bitch, poke it out
Poke it out, poke it out (bitch)
Fat ass, poke it out
Poke it out, poke it out
New watch, ice watch
Check it out, check it out
New Glock, my Glock
Poke it out, poke it out
Air it out, air it out
Showin’ off, showin’ off
Bad bitch, bad bitch
Poke it out, poke it out
Poke it out (woah)
Poke it out, poke it out
Poke it out (woah)
Poke it out, poke it out
Bad bitch, bad bitch
Ass fat, uh, what
Bad bitch, bad bitch
Ass fat, uh
Poke it out, uh, yeah
Poke it out
Poke it out (poke it out, poke it out, poke it out)
Poke it out (poke it out, poke it out, poke it out)
Poke it out (poke it out, poke it out, poke it out)
Walk it out
Poke it out (poke it out, poke it out, poke it out)
Poke it out (poke it out, poke it out, poke it out)
Walk it out
Poke it out (poke it out, poke it out, poke it out)
Poke it out (poke it out, poke it out, poke it out)

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
All of these bitches want Carti now, uh
All of my bitches, they thotties now (ooh)
Walk in that bitch and I walk it out (walk it out)
Walk in that bitch with a 30 out
She walk in that bitch with her panties down
Ball on these niggas like [?] now
Told the lil’ bitch to come see me now (walk it out)
All of these bitches wanna see me now (walk it out)
Fucked that lil’ bitch with the titties out (poke it out)
I know you see me on the T.V. now (poke it out)
Carti be lookin’ like billionaire (woo)
I’ma go fuck on a billionaire (poke it out)
House in the hills (ooh, yeah)
All of my bitches, they gettin’ it (poke it out)
Poppin’ a pill (poke it out)
And I go get it (poke it out)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Iced up, ice watch
Woah, woah
Bad bitch, poke it out (woah)
Poke it out, poke it out (woah)
Bad bitch, poke it out
Poke it out, poke it out (bitch)
Fat ass, poke it out
Poke it out, poke it out
New watch, ice watch
Check it out, check it out
New Glock, my Glock
Poke it out, poke it out
Air it out, air it out
Showin’ off, showin’ off
Bad bitch, bad bitch
Poke it out, poke it out
Poke it out (what)
Poke it out, poke it out
Poke it out (what)
Poke it out, poke it out
Bad bitch, bad bitch
Ass fat, uh, what
Bad bitch, bad bitch
Ass fat, uh

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Playboi (Playboi), Playboi (Playboi)
Playboi (Playboi), brr (brr)
Playboi (Playboi), Playboi (Playboi)
Playboi (Playboi), brr (brr)
Playboi (Playboi), Playboi (Playboi)
Playboi (Playboi), brr (brr)
Playboi (Barbie), Playboi (Barbie)
Playboi (Barbie), brr (brr)
What they on? St. Laurent?
Ass fat, uh, matter of fact
This that here, this that here
Get that here, uh, uh
Double back, quarterback
Runnin’ back, uh
Right here, laid back
They back, take that
All of my buddies on ten (ten)
All of my moneys in Yen (Yen)
All of my work is sellin’ (sellin’)
Thank you, and please come again (‘gain)
All we know here is the win (win)
Fabulous, gone with the wind (wind)
All of this one of a kind
But if I order it, get it again
I see all these pretend Barbies
I’m beginning to end Barbies
I am Nicki the Ninja, Harajuku
‘Member, I’ve been Barbie (been Barbie)
P-P-P-Playboy Barbie
Cover of Playboy, Barbie
In New York I really rock (rocks)
Ask Playboi Carti (Carti)
All of these niggas wanna do me now (do me now)
Sonin’ these hoes like it’s gloomy out
All of my niggas on hammer time (hammer time)
Walk in that bitch with the toolie out (toolie out)
Walk in that bitch with the toolie out (toolie out)
Killers and robbers, that’s Julia (Julia)
Walk in that bitch with my boobies out
Wife beater torn like Natalie Imbruglia (‘bruglia)
You know that I stay with them great lines (great lines)
End bitches’ careers, cut them break lines (break lines)
You gon’ be an episode of Dateline (Dateline)
End-end up on the cover of L.A. Times (L.A. Times)
Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck I just heard through the grapevine? (Grapevine)
These little musty bitches thinkin’ they can take mine (take mine)
You bitches’ chances lookin’ slimmer than my waistline (waistline)
Man, that shit been over since play time (play time)
Watch flooded, ho, I can’t even FaceTime (FaceTime)
You bitches gotta face time for them hate crimes (hate crimes)
Playboi Playboi hit me on my FaceTime (FaceTime)
For the best feature out the Big Apple since FaceTime (FaceTime)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Iced up, ice watch
Woah, woah
Bad bitch, poke it out (woah)
Poke it out, poke it out (woah)
Bad bitch, poke it out
Poke it out, poke it out (bitch)
Fat ass, poke it out
Poke it out, poke it out
New watch, ice watch
Check it out, check it out
New Glock, my Glock
Poke it out, poke it out
Air it out, air it out
Showin’ off, showin’ off
Bad bitch, bad bitch
Poke it out, poke it out
Poke it out (what)
Poke it out, poke it out
Poke it out (what)
Poke it out, poke it out
Bad bitch, bad bitch
Ass fat, uh, what
Bad bitch, bad bitch
Ass fat, uh

[Intro]
Yo Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?

[Chorus]
Old money, new hoe (beep)
Old money, new hoe (what)
Old money, new hoe (what, what)
Old money, new hoe
Old swag, new flow
Old swag, new flow (flow flow)
Old money, new hoe (beep)
Old money new flow (flow what)
Bad bitch, love the pole (what)

[Verse 1]
Sip the four, Actavis (woah)
Sip it slow, kickin shit (lean, woah)
Oh Pi’erre’, Come in here
Got some hoes they upstairs
I need two hoes, I need two pairs (what what)
My chain too cold, chandelier
Pretty boy, huh, manicure
You need a code just to come in here (oh)
Only 21 feel like a bachelor (playboi!)
Pretty bitch, baddest thing in here (uh)

[Chorus]
Old money, new hoe (what)
Old money, new hoe (what)
Old money, new hoe (what, what)
Old money, new hoe (ooh ooh)

[Verse 2]
Ooh ooh, damn I feel my self
Left my bitch at home (playboi) told her fuck herself
Did it on my own, (huh) made it by myself (Playboi)
And I keep a tec, boy I keep a stare
Leave a nigga wet, boy I got the well
Grab it off the shelf (huh)
She said she need a pair, spend it on myself
Got like three phones, Apple not a pear
Got like three hoes, I do not compare
In the trap we selling crack come here (huh)
Momma shed a tear
In the trap we cookin’ up a meal
Cookies in the shelf
My diamonds [?] myself, like I’m Michael Phelps

[Chorus]
Old money, new hoe (what)
Old money, new hoe (what)
Old money, new hoe (what)
Old money, new hoe