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Playboi Carti – Shoota Lyrics ft Lil Uzi Vert

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Playboi Carti – Shoota Lyrics ft Lil Uzi Vert

Shoota Lyrics by  ft

[Intro – Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah
Now, now is my time
That be Maaly Raw
Now is my time
That be Maaly Raw

[Verse 1 – Lil Uzi Vert]
Everybody rock with me because I’m up now
Took your girl and I’ma score, like I made the touch-down
Swerving and the Lambo doors go up, not on the bus now
Used to want a G-Shock, now I’m walking with a bust down
Pull up and I’m flooding with an iced out watch
Whip it look like butter baby, pecan drop
Pick and drop, put that four inside drop
Stack my knots, count a lot, saw a lot
Got them rocks, diamond rocks, whip the pot
Suicide, 1600, that’s
Hit your girl that’s check free
She ain’t used to text me
Now she wanna caress me
She keep tryna neck me
I got’ tell my bestie, someone call my bestie
Think I found my bestie, link up make the check bleed
You know that I’m smoking dope, I’ll be high til’ next week
Know I had to let go, cause she can’t arrest me

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[Hook/Chorus – Playboi Carti]
Woke up with my toolie, what it do?
Meet me in the alley with the troops
I got red shooters, I got blue
Let that thing down then point at you
Bentley or that Rari, hoe, lets choose
We gon’ the rob the bank, bring the loot
We gon’ take the boy back to school
Money on the floor just like some shoes
Money on the floor just like some shoes

[Hook/Chorus – Playboi Carti]
Woke up with my toolie, what it do?
Meet me in the ally with the troops
I got red shooters, I got blue
Let that thing down then point at you
Bentley or a Rari, ho, lets choose
We gon the rob the bank, bring the loot
We gon take the boy back to school
Money on the floor just like some shoes

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[Verse 2 – Playboi Carti]
I’ma f–k your thot, she just a (?)
I’ma f–k your thot, she just a (?) yeah
And I love my goons, “yeah” and I love my tool
And I love my loot “yeah”
F–k with me and you gon’ lose
Don’t talk to me just talk to my lil dude
Don’t talk to me just talk to my lil dude

[Hook/Chorus – Playboi Carti]
Woke up with my toolie, what it do?
Meet me in the ally with the troops
I got red shooters, I got blue
Let that thing down then point at you
Bentley or a Rari, ho, lets choose
We gon the rob the bank, bring the loot
We gon take the boy back to school
Money on the floor just like some shoes

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