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playboi carti - toke shit (original) lyrics

[intro: playboi carti]
what? (yeah, yeah)
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
ooh, what? (yeah)
ooh, what? (yeah)

[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 (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 (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 (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 (yeah)
i’m on that toke sh+t (yеah)
i’m on that toke sh+t (yeah)
i’m on that toke sh+t (yеah)
i’m on that toke sh+t (yeah)
i’m on that toke sh+t (yeah)
[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 with them 9s, b+tch
they ain’t goin’ for sh+t (nah)
ooh, lost a hundred thousand, that ain’t hurt sh+t (hold up)
it cost a hundred thousand for my necklace (hold up)
broke a hundred thousand hearts quick (hold up)
break a hundred thousand down quick (hold up)
bust+down rollie with the kick
bust+down ap look like this (hold up)
they ain’t never met a boy like this (hold up)
ayy, i’m freestylin’, boy, i’m makin’ hits (hold up)
callin’ up the trap, boy, i’m homesick (hold up)
i got these n+ggas p+ssed (yeah)

[chorus: playboi carti & g herbo]
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 (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 (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 (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 (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 (toke sh+t, yeah)
i’m on that toke sh+t (yeah)
[verse 2: g herbo & playboi carti]
ayy, ayy, you on that ho sh+t
i don’t f+ck with ho n+ggas
ain’t tryna kick it with ya
i stay out hoes’ business (what?)
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 thinkin’ 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’ (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 (yeah)
run up on me, i’m blastin’ (yeah)

- playboi carti lyrics

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