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playboi carti - athena (version 3) lyrics

[intro]
let’s go, maaly

[verse]
shawty gon’ f_ck on me ’cause n_gga got cash, yeah
got bags, shawty want a birkin bag, hold up
i ain’t spendin’ no cash on no thot
i don’t trust these b_tches, no plot
your b_tch get smoked like an opp
we don’t give a f_ck ’bout nothin’ of these cops
i’ma shoot at a motherf_ckin’ cop
i’ma shoot ’til the motherf_cker drop
i’ma pour up the motherf_ckin’ drop
got hoes on hoes, for days, for sure
i change up these cars, i change up these hoes
i change up my wardrobe, huh
b_tches suck me, yeah, huh
i’ma f_ck the bands up, uh, yeah
i’ma f_ck the benz truck, uh
shawty wanna f_ck me, yeah
shawty don’t givе a f_ck
n_gga want smoke for days, yeah
n_gga got plays on plays
i’ma put an opp on a plate
i’ma put an opp on a platе, ayy, n_gga
i’m the hot n_gga in the a, uh
i’m in the streets, okay
i’m on the block, ooh
i want none of these hoes, yeah
crack, crack, crack, i got crack money
crack money, yeah, we serve crack money
crack money, hold up, you a crack junkie, yeah
we got blocks, you can get a block from me
hold up, hold up, i just hit this b_tch, she f_ckin’ up my pants
balmain jeans, they ain’t even come out yet
i just f_cked this b_tch, yeah, i don’t mean no disrespect
ho gon’ get it in, she gotta
louboutin’s bleeding on them, blatt, hold up
i been flexing since a freshman
i got, i got b_tches tryna f_ck, yeah, uh
white tee, it can get stuck with it
got a gun, hold up, hold up
you better run, hold up
my slatts shoot for fun, hold up
we want your funds, hold up
yeah, hold up, rob the money truck, hold up
yeah, and we aiming at these dubs, hold up, uh
p_ssy ass n_gga ain’t keeping it a hundred
probably gotta k!ll that ho
i’m on the block with the stick right now
probably gotta k!ll that ho, let’s go
i got a stick on me, oh yeah, n_gga got a k for sure
n_gga got crack money, yeah
i serve junkies, yeah, yeah
you a clout n_gga
i pull up with that stick, we k!ll clout n_ggas
you don’t want that smoke with me, i’m that n_gga, hold on
n_ggas afraid of young carti ’cause i’m cute
i just hit this b_tch, she f_cked my balmain jeans up
we just got this money so we ’bout to f_ck the streets up
we don’t give no f_ck, yeah, my n_ggas, they stay geeked up
we don’t need no hoes, yeah, we keep the heat up, uh, hold up, uh
i want the smoke, get cold
slime a n_gga in the snow, hold up
i’m [?] across the globe (blatt, blatt, blatt)
i make the b_tch touch her toes, blatt, uh
i got bl__dy with me, i got a sl_tty with me
i got a thotty with me, i got my cousin with me
i got some bricks coming, i got some white hoes
that’s cocaine money, i got crack, crack, crack
i got trap money, i serve trap junkies
we got money, homie, we got money, homie
you ain’t the only one, you ain’t the only one, hold up
you ain’t the only one, hold up
balmain jeans, she f_cked ’em up when i f_cked the b_tch
got a b_tch in the crib waiting on this d_ck, she waiting on cash, hold up
got bags on me, no f_cks ’bout none of these opps
i smoke me a n_gga right now, hop in that wagon, yeah, yeah, yeah
n_gga can have it
young n_gga want static
get hit, get, yeah, get, get, get, get
young n_gga get a [?], yeah
money on me, young n_gga, your b_tch, she on top, yeah, hold up

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