Playboi Carti — Alma Mater

[Intro] Psh, yeah, psh, beep That's on God Beep, buh, buh, buh, buh [Chorus] I woke up in the morning and I said I need one of those (Whoa) They got me trying all these clothes They got me trying all these clothes I swear to God, I'll never wear a dress, nigga (Yeah) I don't give a fuck, I don't impress a nigga (No) They got me trying all these clothes (Whoa) They got me trying all these clothes (Yeah, uh, yeah, uh) Tryna play a nigga close Tryna play a nigga close (Yeah) [Verse 1] I swear to God, I'll never wear a dress, nigga (No, what?) I don't give a fuck, ain't tryna impress a nigga (No, yeah, no) Chopper on the dresser, nigga (Chopper) Tatted like a Mexican, nigga Yeah, my plug, he a Mexican nigga Man, I wonder how I met that nigga Young nigga, you don't want the nigga I was brought up with some killers, nigga On some fashion shit, yeah, my Glock smash a nigga (Fashion) It's a movie clip, lights, camera, action, nigga (Yeah) Been in love with the trap, nigga (What?) I've been in love with the rap, nigga (Yeah) [Interlude] I—uh, uh (No) Yeah, yeah, yeah Lights, camera, action, shit (No, no) Close that door [Chorus] I woke up in the morning and I said I need one of those They got me trying all these clothes They got me trying all these clothes I swear to God, I'll never wear a dress, nigga (Yeah) I don't give a fuck, I don't impress a nigga They got me trying all these clothes They got me trying all these clothes Tryna play a nigga close Tryna play a nigga close (No) [Verse 2] Uh, ooh, lights, camera, action shit, ooh I said I had to fuck the whole clique, uh, uh Because my girl brung her girlfriends, uh, uh, uh Carti, yeah, he do that shit, uh, uh Lately I've been really chillin', uh, uh Plottin' in my mansion, plottin' on a million That's another million, add another million (Add another million) Diamonds on me dancin', diamonds on me spinning (Diamonds on me spinning) Niggas like to bite, I don't even write Like my lean with Sprite, like my lean with ice Ooh, I like my ho look light, like my ho look tight Get it right, uh, 'cause I'm real right [Interlude] And that's on gang (That's on gang 'cause I'm real right) (Like my ho look real light) Piru (Real light) (That's on gang, whoa) Beep [Chorus] I woke up in the morning and I said I need one of those They got me trying all these clothes They got me trying all these clothes I swear to God, I'll never wear a dress, nigga (No) I don't give a fuck, I don't impress a nigga They got me trying all these clothes They got me trying all these clothes Tryna play a nigga close, uh, uh Tryna play a nigga close [Outro] And that's on God And that's on God Lights, camera, action shit Tryna play a nigga close And that's on gang And that's on gang Pi'erre, you a fool