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Playboi Carti – H00DBYAIR Lyrics

Playboi Carti H00DBYAIR Lyrics, Playboi Carti HOODBYAIR Lyrics

Uh, you gotta get high like this
You gotta get high like me
You gotta get high like this
You gotta get high like me
You gotta get high like this
You gotta get high like me
You gotta get high like this
You gotta get high like me

I’m f**kin’ these b****es, alright
I’m havin’ my way, alright, uh
My fingers, they muhf**kin’ tight
My eyes are open, I’m high
I can’t believe I can die
I just realized I was high
I was seventeen on the mic’
But I’m tryna be Carti, not Mike
I’m a gigolo, ho, I bite
My whole career, they bite me
Some n****s, they thinkin’ they faster than me
Somebody should tell them they dyin’
I’m done with these n****s and dissin’
I just be pissin’, I don’t give a f**k
I’m knowin’ when you move, boy
B****, I’m tryna tell, your ho gon’ f**k
“All you ever do is copy, all you ever do is mock”
Why you talkin’ about me?
If you really got a problem, we can handle that problem, yeah, body to body
Buffy the body, my b**** got body, Buffy the body
My b**** got body, yeah, my b**** got body, yeah, my b**** got body
Screech like a hyaena when I get a body

Travel the world, huh, huh, schyeah, hol’ up
On tour with your girl
And it’s not my world, it’s Mollyworld
And she’s not my girl, she’s Mali’s girl
You play with my top, get a referral
Put ’em in the smoke, you get refeered

Put ’em in a coff’, put ’em in a coff’
Put ’em in a, uh, put ’em in a, uh, put ’em in a coff’
I jump out the Lamb’ truck, she thought that I lost it
I jump off my red eye, push out, then I go to Boston
I stay with like ten thots, Austin
Everything is awesome, F-A, f**kin’ awesome
Make sure you tell them n****s, “Watch me”
They don’t know how I cross some
Double 0, yeah, the biggest ever, we just gettin’ ready for the crossover
Tell the driver he need to pull over, let this b**** come top, then over
Nosebleed, yeah, high speed, huh, I can get the rollover
You been actin’ funny and you fake poppin’, yeah, just like hot soda
Y’all n****s don’t know how to grow up, I been a OG since I was younger
All of my friends are dead, leave ’em in the cold, put ’em in the tundra
I go Ray Charles, I cannot see her, I make her fumble
I was just in Texas with Aaliyah, her pu**y a jungle
They wanted this album to be offset, but I told them, “I’m comin’ normal”
When you play this sh*t, wear a white tux, young n****, like you in a formal, ha
It’s hot, b****, it’s scorchin’
On the porch, New Yorkin’
She still tryna find Young Jordan

I was twenty-four when I had lil’ Onyx
(Then I had a daughter, I had a daughter too)
Twenty-seven when I had Eve
Now I can finally sleep
And it’s the same
It’s the same with these hoes
I let the moon
I let the moon save these hoes