Playboi Carti - Pop Bottles (2019)

Текст песни Playboi Carti – Pop Bottles

Intro:
Ha, you was laughin' at me
You was laughin' at me, fuck nigga (Psh, bee)
It's a hunnid opps nigga (Yeah)
29 (Woah)

Chorus:
You mad at me? (Hol' up, uh)
Hey, nah
On these shopping sprees, overseas (Hol' up, uh)
Hey, nah
We pop bottles, we pop bottles, we like models now
(What? Buh, buh, buh)
Yah (Woah)

Post-Chorus:
Yeah, she eat dick like she get down
Tell that hoe to shut it down (Yeah)
My bih dressin' ruby red (Hol' up, slatt)

Verse:
I fucked that lil' bih to bed (Fsh, fsh, slatt)
Fucked that hoe like, "Where you at?" (Yeah)
Too many hoes (Yeah), where my favorite misses? (Woah)
Where she at? (Hol' up, yah, hol' up)
I'm ahead (What? What?), pay attention (Woah)
Cocaine music, we got (Fsh, fsh)
Uh, condo (Buh, buh), and a boat (Buh, buh, buh, buh)
Hold on, how you get here?
We gone (Yeah), atmosphere (Yah)
We got (Fsh), pills in here (Yuh, what?)
Wake up, in a spaceship (Woah, blatt, phew)
You in a hellcat, maybe that’s why you can’t stay (Yah)
Let’s get back to business (Hol' up, hol' up, yah)

Chorus:
You mad at me? (Hol' up, uh)
Hey, nah
On these shopping sprees, overseas (Hol' up, uh)
Hey, nah
We pop bottles, we pop bottles, we like models now
(What? Buh, buh, buh)
Yah

Post-Chorus:
Yeah, she eat dick like she get down
Tell that hoe to shut it down (Yeah)
My bih dressin' ruby red, huh? (Slatt)