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Playboi Carti - HBA (Official Lyrics Video)

Playboi Carti - HBA (Official Lyrics Video) From the album "MUSIC" ➡️Video credits : 🔸 playboi carti i am music 🔸 playboi carti album 🔸 playboi carti crush 🔸 playboi carti evil jordan 🔸 playboi carti pop out 🌟 Discover more magic by visiting our website! 🚀 Click the link below to check out the latest lyrics & new releases: https://tvrapinternational.com/artistes/ 💫 If you like the video and like our content, drop A LIKE 👍 and don't forget to subscribe and ring the bell 🔔 ➡️   / @tvrapinternational   ⬇️Find Playboi Carti on his social networks⬇️   / playboicarti   ⬇️Our social networks ⬇️ ◾️ Instagram: tv_rap_international ◾️ Snapchat: tv_rap ◾️ Twitter: tv_rap_youtube In the event of a problem with copyright : ➡️tvrap63170@gmail.com ✅The lyrics✅ [Intro] Uh, you gotta get high like this You gotta get high like me You gotta get high like this You gotta get high like me You gotta get high like this You gotta get high like me You gotta get high like this You gotta get high like me [Verse 1] I'm fuckin’ these bitches, alright I'm havin' my way, alright, uh My fingers, they muhfuckin’ tight My eyes are open, I'm high I can't believe I can die I just realized I was high I was seventeen on the mic I'm tryna be Carti, not Mike I'm a gigolo, ho, I bite My whole career, thеy bitin' Some niggas, they thinkin' they fastеr than me Somebody should tell them they dyin' I’m done with these niggas and dissin’ I just be pissin', I don’t give a fuck I know when you move, boy Bitch, I'm tryna tell, your ho gon' fuck? All you ever do is copy, all you ever do is mock Why you talkin' about me? If you really got a problem, we can handle that problem, yeah, body to body Buffie the body, my bitch got body, Buffie the body My bitch got body, yeah, my bitch got body, yeah, my bitch got body She screech like a hyena when I get her body [Bridge] Travel the world, huh, huh, schyeah, hol’ up On tour with your girl It's not my world, it's Mali world And she's not my girl, she's Mali's girl You play with my top, get a referral Put him in a smoke, he reefer [Verse 2] Put 'em in a coffin, put 'em in a coffin Put 'em in a, uh, put 'em in a, uh, put 'em in a coffin I jump out the Lamb' truck, she thought that I lost it I jump off my red eye, push out, then I go to Boston I stay with like ten thots often Everything is awesome, F-A, Fucking Awesome Make sure you tell them niggas, "Watch me" They don't know how I cross over Double 0, yeah, the biggest ever, we just gettin' ready for the crossover Tell the driver he need to pull over, let this bitch come top, then over Nosebleed, yeah, high speed, huh, I can get the rollover You been actin' funny and you fake poppin', yeah, just like hot soda Y'all niggas don't know how to grow up, I been a OG since I was younger All of my friends are dead, leave 'em in the cold, put 'em in the tundra I go Ray Charles, I cannot see her, I make her fumble I was just in Texas with Aliyah, her pussy a jungle They wanted this album to be offset, but I told them, "I'm comin' normal" When you play this shit, wear a white tux', young nigga, like you in a formal, hot It's hot, bitch, it's scorchin' On the porch, New Yorkin' She still tryna find young Jordan [Outro] I was twenty-four when I had lil' Onyx (Then I had a daughter, I had a daughter too) Twenty-seven when I had Yves Now I can finally sleep I let the sun I let the sun let me down I let the moon I let the moon set me up