playboi carti & g herbo – bust down / carti’s drip / tote shit (leaked) 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
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