Playboi Carti — H2O

[Intro] Ayy, nigga He don't know shit about Yung-motherfuckin’-Carti, bitch (Ayy, ayy) [Verse] This on my life, ayy I don't do this often (Nah) Right hand, cook motion Right hand, cook motion Lord of Rings in they museum We kick, sip, and we fit in Cigarettes and violence Chillin' with my TEC, bruh My nigga on that lean (That’s right) Theses hoes on these beans And they all got that from me (Carti) Yung Carti, I'm a G Respected in the streets Kilos from off the beach Banana Boat, chillin' with the Heat Your ho got sandy cheeks Sapphire theses diamonds Chanel leggings, her ass This what I got from rhyming (Damn) Cars, clothes and cash But that's something I been had (Ayy) But that's something you don't know (Ayy) Ever since I was a kid I knew that money was the move (The move) All black wrist with the ice on it Cut food ice, put the syrup on it And that bitch top me off with the condom on it She a good girl, I got a lot of money Cold blows on these niggas My chain like fourteen figures My neck can't hold it either Your check can't hold her either Nigga, that’s a two seater Rolling up that illegal [?] feel from that liter, I’m faded She undressing for a impression My suggestion is that you come towards my direction And catch some of this lesson Water in my glass hoe, chillin' like I should, though (Carti) Won’t catch me in the club (Club), making it rain For these broke hoes (Hell no), that's a no no (Hell no) Catch me when them clouds come from I be [?], hoe (Ayy) Catch me when them clouds come from I be [?], hoe (Bitch) Catch me when them clouds come from I be [?], hoe Bitch, all you niggas bitches [Outro] Get down, in her nightgown She get down (Shake that ass) Ass out, Louis pouch Filled with loud, she hold dope (That dope) Before we fuck we smoke (We smoke, yeah) Relax your mind Open your legs wide, close the bush I'm on cloud 9 the way I hit it from behind (Ayy, ayy, ayy)