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playboi carti - numbers lyrics

[intro: playboi carti & friday octoba]
yeah, yeah (ayy)
n-gga, n-gga (lame–ss n-gga), uh
yeah, uh, uh
(808 mafia)

[chorus: playboi carti]
numbers goin’
money blowin’
ballin’, jordan
bad b-tch, foreign
my whip foreign
your b-tch borin’
trap house boomin’
keep them packs movin’
(808 mafia)
you know how we do it
show you how to do it
don’t show it unless you gonna shoot it
aim it at a goofy, he so f-ckin’ foolish
free my n-ggas that was out here tryna do it

[verse: friday octoba]
i keep a pistol, it’s official, ain’t no steppin’ me
i smoke the [?] weed, i move the [?], b-tch
i get them birds for cheap, i sold the [?]
i [?], [?], ain’t nothin’ sweet
(808 mafia)
i squeeze the piece [?], yeah, this jesus piece
i’m known to [?] ’cause i know murder in the streets
[?], that’s me and carti, it’s about it
we got the hoes [?], [?] you askin’ ’bout it
(808 mafia)

[chorus: playboi carti]
numbers goin’
money blowin’
ballin’, jordan
bad b-tch, foreign
my whip foreign
your b-tch borin’
trap house boomin’
keep them packs movin’
you know how we do it
show you how to do it
don’t show it unless you gonna shoot it
aim it at a goofy, he so f-ckin’ foolish
free my n-ggas that was out here tryna do it

[outro]
808 mafia

- playboi carti lyrics

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