[Intro: Playboi Carti]
You know what I'm sayin' man
Still drinkin' lean and sh**
[Hook: Playboi Carti]
Ooh, hop in that motherf**in' foreign
And that motherf**a be roarin'
Big gun big, yeah show 'em
City to city, I'm tourin'
Lil Carti, I'm ready to pull up
All of my diamonds they glowin'
f** on your bih, yeah
She left in the mornin'
[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
Diamonds they skatin' on ice
Run it up bih, Jerry Rice
Aye, hurt your feelings with the price
Everythin' come with a price
Everythin' come with a price
100,000, yeah my price
Too many rings like I'm Mike
I got the muhf**in' mic
I got the muhf**in' ike
I told your b**h to come trike
Pa** me the muhf**in' mic
I'm in the lobby, I'm piped
I told that bih to come pipe
Shawty wanna f** on the pipe
Shawty gon' lick on the pipe
I got the strap like a dyke
I got the strap, I don't fight
My diamonds they icey, aye
My diamonds they ice, they bite
Your diamonds they ight, a-ight
Ask that lil bih, what's her type?
[Hook: Playboi Carti]
Ooh, hop in that motherf**in' foreign
And that motherf**a be roarin'
Big gun big, yeah show 'em
City to city, I'm tourin'
Lil Carti, I'm ready to pull up
All of my diamonds they glowin'
f** on your bih, yeah
She left in the mornin'
[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
Diamonds on diamonds on diamonds
Lint be your pockets if it ain't about hundreds
I got Pirus in the lobby
I got Pirus right behind me
Cranberry drip with the red
I might just pull up big boy
Walk in the lobby like Gotti
You can't trust me, I'm too poppin'
These n***as they tryin' to plot
Used to be robbin'
Molly [?]
This Spanish bih callin' me Papi
She ride me like a Bugatti
Hop in the foreign for the milage
Peekaboo, f** b**h I'm tired
Booted up [?] never tired
[Hook: Playboi Carti]
Ooh, hop in that motherf**in' foreign
And that motherf**a be roarin'
Big gun big, yeah show 'em
City to city, I'm tourin'
Lil Carti, I'm ready to pull up
All of my diamonds be glowin'
f** on your bih, yeah
She left in the mornin'
[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
Diamonds on diamonds on diamonds
Lint be your pockets if it ain't about hundreds
I got my bih in the lobby
I got my whip right behind me
Cranberry Jag with the Vet
I might just pull up big boy
Walk in the lobby like Gotti
You can't trust me, I'm two petty
These n***as they tryin' to plot
Used to be robbin'
Mami (?)
This Spanish bih callin' me Papi
She ride me like a Bughadi
Hop in the (?) for the Masi
Peekaboo, f** what your ties be
(?) never taught
[Hook: Playboi Carti]
Ooh, hop in that motherf**in' foreign
And that motherf**a be roarin'
Big gun big, yeah show 'em
City to city, I'm tourin'
Lil Carti, I'm ready to pull up
All of my diamonds be glowin'
f** on your bih, yeah
She left in the mornin'