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Playboi Carti - Shoota (Audio) ft. Lil Uzi Vert
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INTERPRÉTATION
Playboi Carti
Playboi Carti
Chant
Lil Uzi Vert
Lil Uzi Vert
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jordan Carter
Jordan Carter
Paroles/Composition
Lil Uzi Vert
Lil Uzi Vert
Paroles/Composition
Maaly Raw
Maaly Raw
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Maaly Raw
Maaly Raw
Production
AJRuinedMyRecord
AJRuinedMyRecord
Ingénierie de prise de son
Kesha Lee
Kesha Lee
Ingénierie de mixage
Michael Piroli
Michael Piroli
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

Yeah Now Now is my time Now is my time (That-that-that-that-that-that be Maaly Raw) Everybody rock with me because I'm up now Took your girl and I'ma score like I made the touchdown Swervin' in that Lambo', doors go up, not on a bus now Used to want a G-Shock, now I'm walking with a bustdown Pull up and I'm flooded with a iced out watch Whip, it look like butter, baby, pecan drop Pecan drop, put that four in Sun Drop Stack my knots, count a lot, saw a lot Got them rocks, diamond rocks, whip the pot Suicide, 1600, that's the block 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 gotta tell my bestie Someone call my bestie Think I found my bestie Link up, make a check bleed You know that I'm smokin' dope, I'll be high 'til next week Know I had to let her go 'cause she can't arrest me Uh, woke up with my toolie, what it do? Huh, uh Meet me in the alley with the troops, uh I got red shooters, I got blue, huh, yeah Let that thing down and point at you, huh, uh Bentley or the 'Rari, ho, let's choose, ooh We gon' rob the bank, bring the loot, uh, uh We gon' take these boys back to school, uh Money on the floor just like some shoes Uh, money on the floor just like some shoes, yeah I'ma fuck your thot, she just a swoop, hah, yeah I'ma fuck your thot, she just a swoop, hah, yeah And I love my goons, yeah And I love my tool (Yeah), yeah (Yeah) And I love my loot (What?), yeah Fuck with me and you gon' lose (What?) Don't talk to me, just talk to my lil' dude Don't talk to me, just talk to my lil' dude Uh, woke up with my toolie, what it do? Huh, uh Meet me in the alley with the troops, uh I got red shooters, I got blue, huh, yeah Let that thing down and point at you, huh, uh Bentley or the 'Rari, ho, let's choose, ooh We gon' rob the bank, bring the loot, uh, uh We gon' take these boys back to school, uh Money on the floor just like some shoes
Writer(s): Symere Woods, Jamaal Henry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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