Playboi Carti - Van Go lyrics

[Verse 1] Carti Let it rain She said this how she feel when she on a pill (yeah) Once the smoke marinate, you don't feel the chill Handsome a** n***a I got b**hes cause (uh) f** yo block, pistols pop, cause we don't give no f**s (no) I swear my life is a f**ing blessing All my problems disappear when I'm in rotation The room spinning (yeah) I'm that situation (elevation) I'm so motherf**ing faded with your old lady 2 blunts ventilation, good brain, highly educated Getting paid is my occupation I don't feel safe in the streets (no, lil b**h) My tommy is a beast, NASCAR You never fly past a G, hoe Carti rocking Tommy like we in the 90s (hoe) Carti rocking Stussy Carti get the p**y (hoe) Lame n***as out here trying do me, salute me, or shoot me [Hook] I'm on the avenue, standing on top of my toes Eyes closed Selling heat, watch your nose I got connects with the Pope (yeah) My lookout she know (yeah, sh**, uh) [Verse 2] Foreign car keys kick spark, please ten deep stitched b**h quick, don't touch my sh** (yeah) New watch on my wrist She like, damn what happened to your wrist Oh don't worry b**h, my diamonds cut this sh** (yeah) Hold up, let me roll up Smoke some good stuff (okay) Quick puff, then I start seeing stuff (Carti)