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litactus – designer shoes [slxppy remix] lyrics

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[intro]
sloppy seconds, b+tch

[chorus: playboi carti, litactus & ]
yeah, hol’ up
i might hit that b+tch yeah (oh),
i just shot a p+ssy n+gga (yeah)
let me talk my sh+t,
n+gga poppin’ sh+t,

[verse 1: playboi carti & litactus]
i want 250 (i want 250), just to rock this sh+t (to rock this sh+t)
just to rock this sh+t (to rock this sh+t)
i’ma need like 250, just to k!ll the beat
just to k!ll the beat, just to k!ll the beat
got that telescope on me, yeah, i never miss
got that real dope money like i’m selling crystal
i can’t even hold you, i can’t f+ck with none of these n+ggas, they b+tches
all of these n+ggas hating on cash (hol’ up)
we f+cking these b+tches (hol’ up)
we got money too (slatt)
i smoked a pound or two, got a b+tch she rocking prada too
and she got designer shoes and i got designer too
too sick, that b+tch done caught the flu
my b+tch from atlanta too, she hit the b+tch with that 22
i could put a bag on you (yeah)
i could put them racks on you (b+tch)
i just got the tracks, yeah
i’mma pull her tracks too
ratchet b+tch so bad
b+tterfly doors, spend a mil on clothes
ap two+tone, bought that b+tch on the road
let me call my partner up, yeah, he got clean dope
she want clean dope
i want some lean, ho
i need a mean hoe
she trap with the kid, yeah
that what them folks sayin’
young n+gga don’t miss, yeah
young n+gga don’t miss
[bridge: playboi carti & litactus]
and then i met ya
just to rock this sh+t
just to rock this sh+t (oo+woah+woah+woah)
just to rock this sh+t

[verse 2: litactus]
just to rock this sh+t (just to rock this sh+t)
i can’t pop my sh+t (let me pop my sh+t)
i got vitamins (i got vitamins)
shawty need the d (shawty need the d)
shawty get the d (shawty get the d)
yeah, you got the lock (yeah, you got the lock)
and i got the key (and i got the key)
let’s get out, be free (let’s get out, be free)
yeah i copped a moped just to get myself some freedom (oh+woah)
i just copped an mc just to get myself some more
i ain’t check the signs, i check the dash, i’m always speeding
i be passing cops, they cannot see me, no remorse
finally, i shoot, it’s all in my plan
bought a yamaha, got it from j+pan
walk up to the scene, i’m selling crystals in new orleans
you just got my line from who? oh, you just want beans
presidential rollie on my wrist (what?)
dirtbike, riding through the worst nights, b+tch (b+tch)
i gotta go pop this sh+t (pop it)
hold on, rock this fit
i’m selling that pot to your b+tch
and know she want rock, all that sh+t, with me, hold up
[chorus: playboi carti, litactus & ]
yeah, hol’ up
i might hit that b+tch yeah (oh), in some gucci socks
i just shot a p+ssy n+gga in the parking lot (yeah)
let me talk my sh+t, let me get this sh+t
n+gga poppin’ sh+t,

[outro: playboi carti]
and then i met ya
just to rock this sh+t
just to rock this sh+t
just to rock this sh+t



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