(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Ay, turn me all the way up (I'm in this motherfucker)
Turn that, take the Auto-Tune off
I don't need no fucking Auto-Tune
Fuck the Auto-Tune (Fuck that Auto-Tune shit)
Beep (What?)
Beep (Yeah)
Beep (Talk to 'em, Yung Carti)
Beep, beep, beep
What?
Yeah, yeah
And I'd rather not talk about it, just do that shit
Got these bitches saying, "Yeah, he do that shit"
Got these bitches saying, "Yeah, he do that shit," uh
Got these niggas saying, "Yeah, he do that shit," ooh, uh
Sucking on my dick like she new to this, yeah, ooh
Blowing through the check, yeah, we new to this
And I'd rather not talk about it, just do that shit, uh
And I'd rather not talk about it, just do that shit (Beep, what?)
And I'd rather not talk about it, just do that shit (What?)
Got them bitches saying, "Yeah, he do that shit," (Yeah, he do that shit), ooh, ooh
Sucking on my dick like she new to this (Like she new to this), uh, what?
Blowing through the check, yeah, I'm new to this (Way I do this shit), uh, what?
Running shit back like a Frisbee, bitch, uh, uh (Run that shit, yeah)
Bring that shit back like a Frisbee, bitch, uh (Like a Frisbee, bitch)
And I'd rather not talk about it, just do that shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I'd rather not talk about it, just live this shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I'd rather not talk about it just shoot the shit, yeah, ooh
Got these niggas saying, "Yeah, he do that shit"
And he'd rather go talk about it than do this shit
Pull up on your block and we shooting shit (And we shooting shit, ay Pi'erre)
Pull up on your bitch and I'm hitting it (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, oh yeah)
Hitting on your bitch, yeah, I'm killing it (On your bitch, yeah)
And I'd rather not talk about it, just do that shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I'd rather not talk about it, just do it (little talking bitch)
Hit a little nigga with the Ruger (Watch me shoot a bitch)
Hit a little nigga with the Ruger (What? What? What?)
Little nigga, I'm that nigga, yeah (What? What?)
I'm fucking on your little biddie, yeah (What? What?)
I wear Raf Simons, never Hilfiger, yeah (At all, what?)
South Atlanta, yeah, we coming up, uh, ooh, ooh (What?)
Put your middle fingers up, ooh, ooh
Pour it in my double cup (Lean, lean)
Extendo clip, double up (Beep)
And I'd rather not talk about it, just shoot it up (What? What?)
Fuck that little nigga, fuck a nigga up (Yeah)
Fuck the cash up, fuck the cash up, I fuck the cash up
Fuck the cash up, get the math up, math up
(What? What? What? What?)
Oh yeah, yeah, hey (What? What?)
Pi'erre, hold up (What?)
Oh yeah, yeah, hold up (What?)
Pi'erre (What?), cash
Oh yeah, yeah (What?)
Pi'erre (What?)
Oh yeah, yeah (What?)
Pi'erre (What? What?)
And I'd rather not talk about it, nigga, uh (Beep, what?)
And I'd rather not talk about it, just do this shit (Yeah)
And I'd rather not talk about it (Talk about it)
Got these niggas saying, "Yeah, he do that shit" (What?)
Got these bitches saying, "Yeah, he do that shit" (What? What?)
Got these niggas saying, "Yeah, he do that shit" (Carti do that shit)
Got these bitches saying, "Yeah, he do that shit" (Carti do that shit, what? What?)
Got these, uh (What? What? Oh yeah, do that shit)
And I'd rather not talk about it just do that shit
Carti do that shit (What? What? What?)
Carti do that shit (What?)
Let's do this shit
Yo, Pi'erre
