Alive

[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] This that new Season 10 This that fuck her best friend This that pull up, blow, where they thinkin' they hidin'? Let fire up out the Gen This that niggas been stealin' the swag, they know damn well they ain't invent This that niggas ain't rich, they broke, tryna come around just to get a lend Okay, these niggas in trouble, it's fuck 'em, I'm finna expose 'em, they too undercover This for my mama, my daughter, my mistress, I clean up her dental, upgradin' her suckin' These niggas suckers, they with it, we pull up in Bentleys and beat the fuck out 'em in public Had to go crazy just for them to say that they hear me? Now, bitch, I been feelin' discovered Hold on, I came back from the dead now, bitch, I feel alive Niggas be poppin' that shit, it's a lie How you rich and your bread ain't corporated? Spinnin' this shit, I'm a villain, I shit on these niggas, they thought I was constipated Laboratory, they done try to get in and lil' shawty link up, my infatuated Bitch, I, I'm liver than all of these niggas I'll put the bitch in a blicker, them youngins gon' load up and get 'em, they catch em and stretch 'em .223, it ain't missin' a beat, we gon' pray up to Heaven and step in 11s I drive the Maybach like a Jeep, I been movin' discrete Every swing that I throw they try catch it Every time that I step on the scene, I just want 'em to test me, they know that I been livin' reckless I'm lovin' myself, I been havin' a fetish I'm ready to eat, I been countin' up lettuce Oh, I got them hitters, they ready to go That ain't a model, I bought her a bottle and fucked on her bottom until she was sore I'm on the slabs jumpin' out of a 'Cat On a Z like a Zoe in Givenchy Peacoat I am the realest, the illest, the richest, I know that they knowin', I know that they know Nigga, oh (Ah) Make a bad bitch come carry my load Come in the circle, they feelin' alive Man, these niggas too under disguise Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Fuck it, let's run it, I let go my pride I go to war about my kids, my child These niggas better just stay up inside [Chorus: DJ Swamp Izzo & Playboi Carti] Alive, alive Alive (Ayy, yeah), alive [Interlude: Playboi Carti & DJ Swamp Izzo] (Carti, Guapo) Let me call my twin real quick, real quick You know what I'm sayin' I got some niggas finna pull up to the studio, I fuck wit' 'em, I don't know 'em like that Ayy, come to the studio, though Ayy, B, come to the studio Right now, studio, studio [Verse 2: Playboi Carti] Uh, tryna out-guap me, that's impossible, let's talk about it All black Chrome Heart belts, I went martial arts, let's talk about it They kicked dirt on my name, studied my fame, but I ain't even worried about it My bitch got that new body, SRT with a wide body Big house with like five lobbies G6, no paparazzi Big chains, not a stone cloudy Fuck it, I just bought ten watches My maid came with a maid, she need help to clean my estate, haha [Chorus: Playboi Carti & DJ Swamp Izzo] I'm so (Alive) I'm so (Alive) [Bridge: Playboi Carti & DJ Swamp Izzo] I would've went to Utah, shit, it was too cold Fuck it, we in Atlanta, though, yeah (Alive, alive) Ayy, YB, what's up? [Chorus: Playboi Carti & DJ Swamp Izzo] I'm so (Alive) I'm so (Alive) I'm so (Alive) I'm so, what? (Alive) I'm so I'm so I'm so [Verse 3: Playboi Carti] Uh, Maybachs on Maybachs, I'm ready to trim Niggas not ready for him, huh I'm the reason niggas sippin' that drank and talk with a lisp, huh I'm the reason the YNs went fashion, now pop your shit I'm the reason all these bitches braggin' 'bout the— ha [Outro: DJ Swamp Izzo] Alive (Alive) Alive (Alive) Alive (Alive) Alive (Alive)