Playboi Carti - Splur Gang
[Intro: Playboi Carti & ]
Uh, money bags ()
Bags, nigga, cash, splur ()
Money bags, nigga, ayy ()
[Chorus: Thouxanbanfauni & ]
Bling-bling be my language, not no chit-chat ()
I pull up to the Fendi shop then splur on this and that ()
The taste you tastin' in her mouth, that's just my aftermath ()
You say you counted seven sauce but I done spended that ()
Don't hit my line with all that hot shit, just say, "I need that" ()
I see these niggas plottin', they don't even know I'm strapped ()
[Post-Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Uh, splur, splur, splur
Splur, splur, cash, cash, splur
[Verse 1: UnoTheActivist & ]
Young nigga juggin' on the flat (Ayy, )
Young nigga juggin', had to get it back (, ayy, I had to get it back, )
I'm a young nigga, I be on that fuck shit (On that fuck shit, )
I be with my young niggas, they on that go-dumb shit (Go dumb)
And a young nigga tryna make a shade (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Young nigga, every day I'm gettin' baked (I'm getting baked), ayy
Young nigga juggin' in LA ()
Young nigga cool, I got on shades
[Interlude: Playboi Carti]
I done spended that
I don't know what you talkin' 'bout, man (What? What?)
Need them bands, bitch (What? Cash)
I just bet all my motherfuckin' bands (What? Yeah)
See that money dancing, nigga, on the ground, shit (Yeah, know I'm strapped)
Know what I mean, my whole crew deep as fuck, nigga
Run up in here, get your shit take, everything, motherfucker (Uh, splur, splur, splur, splur, splur)
Cash, cash, splur
[Chorus: Thouxanbanfauni & ]
Bling-bling be my language, not no chit-chat ()
I pull up to the Fendi shop then splur on this and that ()
The taste you tastin' in her mouth, that's just my aftermath ()
You say you counted seven sauce but I done spended that ()
Don't hit my line with all that hot shit, just say, "I need that" ()
I see these niggas plottin', they don't even know I'm strapped ()
[Post-Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Uh, splur, splur, splur
Splur, splur, cash, cash, splur
[Verse 2: Thouxanbanfauni]
Don't hit my line with that hot shit
Just say that you need that (Just say that you need that)
I see these niggas plottin'
They don't even know I'm strapped (Don't even know I'm strapped)
She say, "Fauni you ain't shit except for this and that" (Except for this and that)
I pulled my dick out on that bitch
She started kissin' that (She started kissin' that)
And if you ain't talkin' 'bout bread, boy
I'll be gettin' that (Boy, I'll be gettin' that)
Drugs or hoes, either way
You know I'm hittin' that (Know I'm hittin' that)
I don't wear floral, boy
I just smoke it straight out the back (I smoke it straight out the back)
L.A. can see my whole existence
Y'all be dissin' that (Y'all be dissin' that)
I'm puttin' niggas on, I swear to God I'm givin' back (On God)
And if you push me to the limit you'll regret that (Goddamn, goddamn)
Compared to mine's, the diamonds in your mouth look like some plaque (That shit look like some plaque)
Final Fantasy, I'm savin' clouds like I am Zack (Like I'm Zack)
Can't be no trendy nigga because that shit so wack (That shit so fuckin' lame)
Chattanooga, Tennessee, where I spent my summers at (I spent my summers there)
Lived in the city (City)
Lived in the suburbs (Suburbs, the suburbs)
Burnin' purp, burnin' bands, burnin' rubber (I'm burnin' rubber)
Gettin' more green, gettin' flubber
Gettin' more green, gettin' flubber
All these unfamiliars 'round me always lookin' at (At)
Is it 'cause the chick I'm with, you probably thought you had?
(You probably thought you had)
Lookin' fabulous when I juug, you just throw it in the bag
(In the fuckin' bag, bitch)
[Interlude: Playboi Carti]
Ayy yeah, bitch, go ahead and throw that in the bag, that ain't shit (Know he has money, designer this, designer that)
Niggas over here gettin' money, nigga, money bags, nigga (We kickin' shit, them bills and shit)
Money bags, yeah, uh, uh (Designer this, designer that)
[Verse 3: Playboi Carti]
Uh, ayy, designer this, designer that (Designer this, designer that)
Uh, ayy, exotic bitch, exotic pack (Exotic pack, exotic pack)
I can't bitch on the scene, boy, I'm in the trap (Yeah)
She can't wear no leggings around me, boy, I don't like that (Yeah)
Took his bitch with my wrist, he ain't like that (My wrist, yeah)
Loud pack, rollin' on my iPad (Loud pack, rollin' on my iPad)
These Versace shades (Shades), I can't see that (Versace, ah)
All-white bricks, all-white bricks, my Chanel bag (Chanel bag)
I'm just life for life (Yeah)
I still took that flight (That flight, yeah)
Fucked her the first night (Night, yeah)
Syrup sit on ice (On ice)
Cash my appetite (Yeah)
These niggas ain't right (Ain't right)
These niggas ain't right (Bah-bah)
I'm loaded on sight, damn
[Outro: Playboi Carti]
Ayy, Cash Carti, man, UnoTheActivist, nigga
Fauni, nigga
Shouts to my nigga King Cultie and Savage Gordo
This shit nae nae
You don't know nothin' 'bout this shit, boy
We out
Uh, money bags ()
Bags, nigga, cash, splur ()
Money bags, nigga, ayy ()
[Chorus: Thouxanbanfauni & ]
Bling-bling be my language, not no chit-chat ()
I pull up to the Fendi shop then splur on this and that ()
The taste you tastin' in her mouth, that's just my aftermath ()
You say you counted seven sauce but I done spended that ()
Don't hit my line with all that hot shit, just say, "I need that" ()
I see these niggas plottin', they don't even know I'm strapped ()
[Post-Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Uh, splur, splur, splur
Splur, splur, cash, cash, splur
[Verse 1: UnoTheActivist & ]
Young nigga juggin' on the flat (Ayy, )
Young nigga juggin', had to get it back (, ayy, I had to get it back, )
I'm a young nigga, I be on that fuck shit (On that fuck shit, )
I be with my young niggas, they on that go-dumb shit (Go dumb)
And a young nigga tryna make a shade (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Young nigga, every day I'm gettin' baked (I'm getting baked), ayy
Young nigga juggin' in LA ()
Young nigga cool, I got on shades
[Interlude: Playboi Carti]
I done spended that
I don't know what you talkin' 'bout, man (What? What?)
Need them bands, bitch (What? Cash)
I just bet all my motherfuckin' bands (What? Yeah)
See that money dancing, nigga, on the ground, shit (Yeah, know I'm strapped)
Know what I mean, my whole crew deep as fuck, nigga
Run up in here, get your shit take, everything, motherfucker (Uh, splur, splur, splur, splur, splur)
Cash, cash, splur
[Chorus: Thouxanbanfauni & ]
Bling-bling be my language, not no chit-chat ()
I pull up to the Fendi shop then splur on this and that ()
The taste you tastin' in her mouth, that's just my aftermath ()
You say you counted seven sauce but I done spended that ()
Don't hit my line with all that hot shit, just say, "I need that" ()
I see these niggas plottin', they don't even know I'm strapped ()
[Post-Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Uh, splur, splur, splur
Splur, splur, cash, cash, splur
[Verse 2: Thouxanbanfauni]
Don't hit my line with that hot shit
Just say that you need that (Just say that you need that)
I see these niggas plottin'
They don't even know I'm strapped (Don't even know I'm strapped)
She say, "Fauni you ain't shit except for this and that" (Except for this and that)
I pulled my dick out on that bitch
She started kissin' that (She started kissin' that)
And if you ain't talkin' 'bout bread, boy
I'll be gettin' that (Boy, I'll be gettin' that)
Drugs or hoes, either way
You know I'm hittin' that (Know I'm hittin' that)
I don't wear floral, boy
I just smoke it straight out the back (I smoke it straight out the back)
L.A. can see my whole existence
Y'all be dissin' that (Y'all be dissin' that)
I'm puttin' niggas on, I swear to God I'm givin' back (On God)
And if you push me to the limit you'll regret that (Goddamn, goddamn)
Compared to mine's, the diamonds in your mouth look like some plaque (That shit look like some plaque)
Final Fantasy, I'm savin' clouds like I am Zack (Like I'm Zack)
Can't be no trendy nigga because that shit so wack (That shit so fuckin' lame)
Chattanooga, Tennessee, where I spent my summers at (I spent my summers there)
Lived in the city (City)
Lived in the suburbs (Suburbs, the suburbs)
Burnin' purp, burnin' bands, burnin' rubber (I'm burnin' rubber)
Gettin' more green, gettin' flubber
Gettin' more green, gettin' flubber
All these unfamiliars 'round me always lookin' at (At)
Is it 'cause the chick I'm with, you probably thought you had?
(You probably thought you had)
Lookin' fabulous when I juug, you just throw it in the bag
(In the fuckin' bag, bitch)
[Interlude: Playboi Carti]
Ayy yeah, bitch, go ahead and throw that in the bag, that ain't shit (Know he has money, designer this, designer that)
Niggas over here gettin' money, nigga, money bags, nigga (We kickin' shit, them bills and shit)
Money bags, yeah, uh, uh (Designer this, designer that)
[Verse 3: Playboi Carti]
Uh, ayy, designer this, designer that (Designer this, designer that)
Uh, ayy, exotic bitch, exotic pack (Exotic pack, exotic pack)
I can't bitch on the scene, boy, I'm in the trap (Yeah)
She can't wear no leggings around me, boy, I don't like that (Yeah)
Took his bitch with my wrist, he ain't like that (My wrist, yeah)
Loud pack, rollin' on my iPad (Loud pack, rollin' on my iPad)
These Versace shades (Shades), I can't see that (Versace, ah)
All-white bricks, all-white bricks, my Chanel bag (Chanel bag)
I'm just life for life (Yeah)
I still took that flight (That flight, yeah)
Fucked her the first night (Night, yeah)
Syrup sit on ice (On ice)
Cash my appetite (Yeah)
These niggas ain't right (Ain't right)
These niggas ain't right (Bah-bah)
I'm loaded on sight, damn
[Outro: Playboi Carti]
Ayy, Cash Carti, man, UnoTheActivist, nigga
Fauni, nigga
Shouts to my nigga King Cultie and Savage Gordo
This shit nae nae
You don't know nothin' 'bout this shit, boy
We out
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