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playboi carti - toke lyrics

[intro: playboi carti]
yo pi’erre, you wanna come out here?
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yah

[chorus: playboi carti]
i’m on that toke sh-t (yeah), i’m on that toke sh-t (yeah)
i’m on that toke sh-t (yeah), i’m on that toke sh-t (yeah)
i’m on that toke sh-t (yah), i’m on that toke sh-t (yeah)
i’m on that toke sh-t (yeah), i’m on that toke sh-t (yeah)
i’m on that toke sh-t (yah), i’m on that toke sh-t (yah)
i’m on that toke sh-t (yeah), i’m on that toke sh-t (yah)
i’m on that toke sh-t (yeah), i’m on that toke sh-t (yah)

[verse 1: playboi carti]
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 hunnit thousand that ain’t hurt sh-t
it cost a hunnit thousand for my necklace
broke a hunnit thousand hearts quick
break a hunnit thousand down quick
bust down rollie with the kick
bust down ap look like dis
they ain’t never met a boy like dis
ayy, i’m freestylin’, boy, i’m makin’ hits
callin’ up the trap, boy, i’m homesick
i got these n-ggas p-ssed (yah)

[chorus: playboi carti]
i’m on that toke sh-t (yeah), i’m on that toke sh-t (yeah)
i’m on that toke sh-t (yeah), i’m on that toke sh-t (yeah)
i’m on that toke sh-t (yah), i’m on that toke sh-t (yah)
i’m on that toke sh-t (yeah), i’m on that toke sh-t (yeah)
i’m on that toke sh-t (yah), i’m on that toke sh-t (yah)
i’m on that toke sh-t (yeah), i’m on that toke sh-t (yah)
i’m on that toke sh-t (yeah), i’m on that toke sh-t (yah)

[verse 2: g herbo]
ayy, ayy, you on that hoe sh-t
i’on 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 work with, no limit?
now y’all up in surgery thinking at first how he just was in perfect condition
i pop out with that 30, i’m gon’ 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 hunnit on this aston
still tote the glock in traffic
run up on me, i’m blastin’

- playboi carti lyrics

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