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bust down / carti's drip / tote shit (leaked) - playboi carti & g herbo lyrics

(tag) yo, pi’erre you wanna come out here?

[playboi carti]
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t

i’m on that slatt sh*t, i make it float b*tch (yeah)
i’m on that slime sh*t, gun to your neck, b*tch (slatt)
i’m on them nines b*tch, they ain’t goin’ for sh*t (nah)
lost a hundred thousand that ain’t hurt sh*t
it cost a hundred thousand for my necklace
broke a hundred thousand hearts quick
break a hundred thousand down quick
bust down rollie with the kick
bust down ap look like dis
they ain’t never met a boy like dis
ay, i’m freestylin’, boy, i’m makin’ hits
callin’ up the trap, boy, i’m homesick
i got these n*ggas p*ssed

i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t

[g herbo]
ay, ay, you on that hoe sh*t
i don’t f*ck with hoe n*ggas
ain’t tryna kick it witcha
i stay out hoes business
pull up in rolls, whippin’
f*ck ’round, let poles hit him
gone off the percs, trippin’
who do you [?], no limit
now y’all up in surgery thinking at first how he just was in perfect condition
i pop out with that .30 and go*go berserk if you put me in certain positions
and i’m in that vert, switchin’
lanes on all you b*tches
h*ll nah, i’m ballin’ on you b*tches
i john wall you b*tches
yeah, as you can tell that pasto got me soundin’ like i got asthma
yeah, as you can tell there’s a s on the back, that mean my car go faster
you look broke, b*st*rd
fn, i tote plastic
everything automatic
two hundred on this aston
still tote the glock in traffic
run up on me, i’m blastin’

[chorus?]
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t
i’m on that tote sh*t

- playboi carti g herbo lyrics

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