Letra de KETAMINE - Playboi Carti

(Feat. [])

These niggas don't love me, these bitches wanna fuck me

My t-shirt on, so I won't get ugly

She fuckin' with a don, I'm fuckin' with a bomb

They think I'm Osama, woah, she think I'm off somethin'

I'm fuckin' with a bad lil' vibe, molly all over her tongue

I'm 'bout to spot me an opp, I'm 'bout to spin they truck, woah

I said, "Mama, I got me a switch, we don't give a fuck 'bout luck," huh

Ah

Ice on my body, I'm the coolest

Trampoline jump for a cougar

Jump out the jungle, go hectic

I'm leavin' that boy in his 'dulla

She wanna fuck for the moolar

Pussy-ass niggas get lit up

That Pelle Pelle hold the Ruger

I was just layin' with your girl, huh

She like bein' 'round my niggas

She T'd up, she not switchin'

G6 got me in here glitchin'

Really rich as fuck, just livin'

This bitch ain't got no vision

I'ma go'n 'head and give it to her

I just been feelin' myself

I found Jesus, Christian Dior

Got a bitch wanna fuck on the gang, she'll put a stain right on the floor

Got me feelin' like Jason Chase, I'm switchin' lanes on these whores

Stop all that talkin', let's do it, you on the internet, boy, stop, boy

I'm in the field with cleats, SIG in my jeans, I kill boys

Me and my niggas, we G's, step on bitches, we kick doors

I stay runnin' up checks and holdin' the knife, it's a sport

Sittin' with my blick, I got me a gang, I can't go to court (Huh)

Nigga try to pop his pain, put two in his brain, blow up the fort

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