Playboi Carti — Other Shit Original

[Intro: Playboi Carti] Yeah, trippin', yeah [Chorus: Playboi Carti & Lil Uzi Vert] You on some other shit, uh (You trippin') You on some other shit, uh (You trippin') I be on other shit, what? You on some other shit (What?) The clip, it came with a clip (What?) My bitch, she came with a bitch, yeah (What? Yeah) Whip, it came with the whip (What? What? ) You on some other shit, yeah, what? What? (Wow, yeah) I be on other shit, what? What? What? (Wow) I be on other shit, uh, what? What? (Wow) You on some other shit, yeah, ooh, what? (Wow) You on some other shit [Verse 1: Playboi Carti] Ayy, the clip came with a clip, uh (What?) Your bitch came with a bitch Saggin' my jeans in this bitch, ayy, yeah Walk with a limp, ayy All of them dig on the squad, ooh, yeah, ayy Look at the squad All of my niggas got cash, ooh, yeah, ayy Dealin' that hard All of my niggas got Rollies, ooh, yeah, ayy Lookin' like frauds Look at that bag of that cash, ooh, yeah, ayy Ain't lookin' at y'all, ooh, uh (Look at that bag of that cash), what? Gettin' it in, sendin' it out, uh, uh, uh (What? What?) Cookin' that shit, the In & Out, uh (Wow, wow, wait, wait, wait, wait) (Yeah, trippin', yeah) [Chorus: Playboi Carti & Lil Uzi Vert] I be on other shit, uh I be on other shit, uh You on some other shit, uh (Yeah) You on some other shit (Lil Uzi) [Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert] Yeah, what? You on some other shit Yeah, what? You on some other shit Yeah, AP my left, yeah, Rollie my other wrist (Uh, yeah) Yesterday her hair was longer, no, that was my other bitch Yeah, and she older, old enough to be my mother's friend No, I will not, um, just cuff that chick No, I will not, um, just cuff that chick Yeah, I be ballin' above the rim I could break your ankles in my Timbs, yeah Yeah, yeah Keep your girl close, 'cause she on my list Two hundred thousand on my neck, (What?) Eighty thousand on my wrist (Yeah, yeah) Only young nigga flexin' like that Only young nigga flexin' like that Spend it, get it right back Hit that girl from the back Pullin' out on her tracks (My bad) Now I see that girl naps (Goddamn) I'ma bust it like a Uzi, matter of fact, I'ma bust it like a MAC VLONE thug, ayy, die 'lone gang, yeah Ayy, yeah, you on some other shit Hey, yeah, you on some other shit Yeah, AP on left, yeah, Rollie on other wrist, yeah (On my wrist) AP on left, ayy, Rollie on other wrist, yeah (On my wrist) Yeah, hey, you on some other shit (Shit, yeah) [Chorus: Playboi Carti & Lil Uzi Vert] I be on other shit, uh I be on other shit, uh (Yeah) You on some other shit, yeah, uh, what? You on some other shit [Verse 3: Playboi Carti] Ooh, I'm on some other shit, uh (You trippin') Takin' my time and shit, ooh (You trippin') Got money for bond and shit, ooh (What?) Totin' my 9 and shit, ooh (What?) Walk in designer, bitch, yeah Walk in and tryin' on shit, ooh I walked then I walked to the bitch, uh Walked in and bought the whole kit, uh I'm on some other shit (Shit) You on some other shit (Shit) Ayy, I'm poppin' these pills on her shoulder, bitch, uh, uh, ayy You fuck with them opps, that's other shit, uh, ooh, ayy (What? What?) I'm coppin' her blouse, that's some other shit, uh, uh, ayy You fuck with the opps, that's some other shit (Yeah, trippin', yeah)