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Shoota

by Playboi Cartion Die Lit

[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert]

Yeah

Now

Now is my time

(That-that-that-that-that-that be Maaly Raw)

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]

Everybody rock with me because I'm up now

Took your girl and I'ma score like I made the touchdown

Swervin' in that Lambo', doors go up, not on a bus now

Used to want a G-Shock, now I'm walking with a bustdown

Pull up and I'm flooded with a iced out watch

Whip, it look like butter, baby, pecan drop

Pecan drop, put that four in Sun Drop

Stack my knots, count a lot, saw a lot

Got them rocks, diamond rocks, whip the pot

Suicide, 1600, that's the block

Hit your girl, that's check-free

She ain't used to text me

Now she wanna caress me

She keep tryna neck me

I gotta tell my bestie

Someone call my bestie

Think I found my bestie

Link up, make a check bleed

You know that I'm smokin' dope, I'll be high 'til next week

Know I had to let her go 'cause she can't arrest me

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]

Uh, woke up with my toolie, what it do? Huh, uh

Meet me in the alley with the troops, uh

I got red shooters, I got blue, huh, yeah

Let that thing down and point at you, huh, uh

Bentley or the 'Rari, ho, let's choose, ooh

We gon' rob the bank, bring the loot, uh, uh

We gon' take these boys back to school, uh

Money on the floor just like some shoes

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]

Uh, money on the floor just like some shoes, yeah

I'ma fuck your thot, she just a swoop, hah, yeah

And I love my goons, yeah

And I love my tool (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

And I love my loot (What?), yeah

Fuck with me and you gon' lose (What?)

Don't talk to me, just talk to my lil' dude