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playboi carti – just left houston (fetti demo) كلمات اغاني

[intro: playboi carti]
gas in my blunt (i can’t go in, i ain’t ready)
lean in my cup, what the f_ck? what the f_ck?
(fetti on fetti on fetti)
uh (i can’t go in, i ain’t ready, fetti on fetti)
(808 mafia)
moneybags, yeah, uh
moneybags, n_gga, uh, fetti on fetti on fetti
fetti on fetti on fetti, fetti on fetti on fetti (yeah, yeah)
(808 mafia)
[chorus: playboi carti]
i just left houston (yeah)
i just left earth (i did)
lean in my cup
gas in my blunt (yeah)
got some hoes who gon’ f_ck (yeah)
i’m still pouring up (uh)
i can see in his face (see in his face)
designer on my waist
now you all in her face
that ho give me face (what?)
that ho give me faith
d_mn, that ho give me face
uh, uh, fetti on fetti on fetti, uh
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
fetti on fetti on fetti
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
fetti on fetti

[verse 1: da$h]
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready, that drank on me heavy
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready, them pills kickin’ heavy
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready, that 40 too heavy (heavy)
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready (yeah)
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready, just count up my fetti (so, yeah, so)
mr. never lackin’, bust a package
bills can get paid off of rappin’, still i keep to trappin’
used to hunnid sack it, now i f_ck a actress (f_ck)
sh_t, i’m just thinkin’ how it happened
had to get explicit, had to make ’em listen
movin’ out them pounds, n_ggas started snitchin’
loadin’ up them rounds, n_ggas started missin’
move it out of town and tommy cruise the mission (yeah)
converse with my addictions, don’t talk, i just listen (just listen)
five drugs that i’m mixin’, money only thing on my vision
infatuated with them semis and ‘matics
all of my n_ggas is thugs with some habits (habits)
like grandma tv, we been with the static
i f_ck on this b_tch and she say she from athens
(she say she from athens, (808 mafia))
opiated so i’m demonstratin’ my emotion less
got some real n_ggas quotin’ this (quotin’ this)
got your main b_tch holdin’ sh_t (holdin’ sh_t, holdin’ sh_t)
lost a few things as of recent, life anything but decent
when we re_up on my t__th
it’s the only time you catch me cheesin’, it’s dolla
[chorus: playboi carti]
i just left houston
i just left earth
lean in my cup
gas in my blunt
got some hoes who gon’ f_ck
i’m still pourin’ up
i can see in his face
designer on my waist
now you all in her face
that ho give me face
that ho give me faith (d_mn)
that ho give me face
fetti on fetti on fetti
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
fetti on fetti on fetti
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
fetti on fetti

[verse 2: maxo kream]
shippin’ a pack and it’s vacuum sealed
30 on 40, keep that concealed
just bought a pint, i’ma crack the seal
strap on my side like a navy seal
three in the morning, we trappin’ still (trap)
matte black on rover, the batmobile
don’t trust that n_gga cause he gon’ squeal (nah)
not buyin’ sh_t if the pack not sealed (don’t want it)
i’m faded, i’m faded, off xannies i’m wasted
my b_tches they nasty, they suck it and taste it (suck)
i’m short on my patience, i’m servin’ my patient
i’m very impatient, lil’ b_tch come get naked
pack comin’ in but i don’t need to weigh it
chopper en route, i shoot once and sh_t sprayin’ (pew_pew_pew)
can’t come in my trap, the front door is gated
my prices inflated, my plug name is david
drippin’ through the city got a little b_tch in babee’os
f_cked me on the spot ’cause she heard me on the radio
three b_tches, one of me, that’s a perfect ratio
don’t wanna f_ck the ho, i just want f_ll_tio (ah)
let her play with the nut, put it in her bootyhole
pop a couple pills and i beat it like a stereo (ah)
stuffed cup, backwoods, ridin’ ’round, merry_go
cup need a oil change, actavis i love to pour (drank)
hit a stain, hoggin’ lanes, grippin’ grain, gettin’ throwed (808 mafia)
leave you brains in the grain, you another john doe
no holds barred, when you see me i’ma let it go
no more ‘gars so we rollin’ up the fronto (fo, fo, fo, fo, fo)
no more ‘gars ’cause we rollin’ out the fronto
i’m in h_town, n_gga, and i can never go
[chorus: playboi carti]
i just left houston (yeah)
i just left earth (i did)
lean in my cup
gas in my blunt
got some hoes who gon’ f_ck
i’m still pourin’ up
i can see in his face (see in his face, what?)
designer on my waist
now you all in her face
that ho give me face
that ho give me faith
d_mn, that ho give me face (uh, uh)
fetti on fetti on fetti
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
fetti on fetti on fetti
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
fetti on fetti

[open verse]

[chorus: playboi carti]
i just left houston (yeah)
i just left earth (i did)
lean in my cup
gas in my blunt
got some hoes who gon’ f_ck
i’m still pourin’ up
i can see in his face (see in his face, what?)
designer on my waist
now you all in her face
that ho give me face
that ho give me faith
d_mn, that ho give me face (uh, uh)
fetti on fetti on fetti
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
fetti on fetti on fetti
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
i can’t go in, i ain’t ready
fetti on fetti

- playboi carti

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