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Playboi Carti - FOMDJ (Official Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Playboi Carti
Playboi Carti
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Carter
Jordan Carter
Composer
Richard Ortiz
Richard Ortiz
Composer
Stefan Cismigiu
Stefan Cismigiu
Composer
Pierre Thevenot
Pierre Thevenot
Composer
Mark Williams
Mark Williams
Composer
Raul Cubina
Raul Cubina
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
F1lthy
F1lthy
Producer
Lukrative
Lukrative
Producer
Lucian
Lucian
Producer
Ojivolta
Ojivolta
Producer
Marcus Fritz
Marcus Fritz
Mixing Engineer
Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Wake up, F1LTHY
You got to
[Chorus]
I got me a natural lil' bitch, I'll fuck that lil' ho on her B-Day
I'ma walk on stage, my eyes so red, yeah, fuck what she say
I been on the E-way, bitch, come on the G-way
She wanna put on my chain, yeah, she wanna fuck on my DJ
Let it go like a relay, fuck her mouth, I don't do dates
All this money, I'm big paid, buy a Richard, a new Wraith
Oh yeah, give my opps they due dates
Crash out for the gang, hol' up, crash out for a mixtape
Have you fuck on my peers, I'ma hit all the gears
Have you switchin' your lips, yeah, she got all the skills
And I'm still on the hill, yeah, I'm still in The Hills
We ain't missed a meal, wе ain't missed a meal
[PostChorus]
We ain't missed a meal, wе ain't missed a meal
[Verse 1]
This how the Perky feel, this how the Ecstasy feel
This how the Xanny feel, watch how that motherfucker feel
Make your bitch wanna go drill, voices, they all in my ears
Give me a reason to trip, schyeah
Bust that bitch right at your lip, havin' all blues like a Crip
Pull up, I'm ready to flip, then I go tat' up a tear
I can make all of 'em feel, I'm 'bout to climb out the rear
I'm on that vitamin E, huh, all of my pints are sealed
I'm in that bitch like D. Hill
[Verse 2]
Tell me, who you fear?
Bitch, it's stuck in the motherfuckin' air
At the finish line, meet me there, got a broad tryna braid my hair
Percocet got me sittin' like a chair, schyeah
I'm a dog, I don't motherfuckin' care, got ten hoes sittin' in the lair
Pourin' drank in the drop like the mayor, schyeah
Got a vibe, tryna have an affair, brought her out, then I get another pair
Tell her lead me up that stairs, schyeah
[Chorus]
I got me a natural lil' bitch, I'll fuck that lil' ho on her B-Day
I'ma walk on stage, my eyes so red, yeah, fuck what she say
I been on the E-way, bitch, come on the G-way
She wanna put on my chain, yeah, she wanna fuck on my DJ
Let it go like a relay, fuck her mouth, I don't do dates
All this money, I'm big paid, buy a Richard, a new Wraith
Oh yeah, give my opps they due dates
Crash out for the gang, hol' up, crash out for a mixtape
Have you fuck on my peers, I'ma hit all the gears
Have you switchin' your lips, yeah, she got all the skills
And I'm still on the hill, yeah, I'm still in The Hills
We ain't missed a meal, wе ain't missed a meal
[Outro]
We ain't missed a meal, wе ain't missed a meal
Written by: Jordan Carter, Mark Williams, Raul Cubina, Richard Ortiz, Stefan Cismigiu, Pierre Thevenot
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