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[Intro: Playboi Carti & Lotto Savage] Psst, What? (In this bitch, in this bitch) Yeah I'm in this bitch with Yung Carti (Carti, bih') Yeah [Chorus: Lotto Savage & Playboi Carti] Check out my neck and wrist (What?) I know you can tell that we lit (What?) I know you can tell that we lit I know you can tell that we lit (What?) Look at my neck and my wrist (Loaded) I got this shit off a lick, uh Fuckin' my bih', yeah Fuckin my bih' on my bed, yeah Everything lit Everything lit Everything lit Everything lit Everything lit Everything lit Everything lit [Verse 1: Loso Loaded & Playboi Carti] Walking lick, I'm licking, smelling, and I'm talking bricks I get that green money Kyrie Irving, Nike bosses and shit Brand new Rollie and it's two-tone, ain't rocking that, I'm rocking VLONE Me and Carti pulling up and we smash it Louis luggage, I don't need extra baggage Family time, bitch, I'm up on my fashion Gucci, Alexander McQueen on the glasses Balling on a nigga, yeah, I feel likе I'm Magic, yeah (Ballin', ballin') Yeah, fuckin' thesе hoes, yeah, I be dancin' Diamonds they always be dancin' Bitches they always be dancin' (Ayy) Diamonds they always be prancin' Fucked a lil' bih' in my mansion (Uh, what?) Fuckin' that bih' in my mansion Ooh, I'm takin' advantage Ooh, yeah, kickin' her out Ooh, she havin' a tantrum (Buh) Kickin' her out, yeah, she havin' a tantrum, yeah [Chorus: Lotto Savage & Playboi Carti] Check out my neck, and my wrist (My wrist) I know you can tell that we lit (I'm lit) I know you can tell that we lit (Too lit) I know you can tell that we lit (Too lit) Look at my neck, and my wirst I get this shit off a lick Fuckin' my bih', yeah Fuckin my bih' on my bed, yeah Everything lit Everything lit Everything lit Everything lit Everything lit Everything lit Everything lit [Verse 2: Lotto Savage, Playboi Carti & Loso Loaded] (Hold up) I look like a walkin' lick (Mhm) Pull up while kickin' my shit (They do) Your bitch, she diggin' my fit (Ooh) Dropped the deuce, and I fucked up the liter I don't fuck with that bitch, I don't need her And if bih' want Carti, better throw up party Bitches stupid, she think I'ma eat her (Psst) If you frontin' me, swear you can't get it back Me and Carti in them beamin' they back to back Strapped with that stick and I look like a walkin' lick (Slatt) Young nigga came with a full clip (Phew) Yeah, ooh, fucked the bad bitch on my door lit Yeah, young nigga throw it Yeah, loaded, loaded Yeah, fully, fully Ooh, yeah, loaded, loaded You don't wanna do this (Psst, yuh) Loaded, loaded, fully (Drowned), young nigga been rich (Yeah) Aquafina water yeah bitch I look like a lake [Chorus: Lotto Savage & Playboi Carti] Check out my neck, and my wrist (What?) I know you can tell that we lit (Yeah) I know you can tell that we lit (Yuh) I know you can tell that we lit (What?) Look at my neck, and my wirst I get this shit off a lick Uh, fuckin' my bitch (What?) Yeah, bitch, turn up Everything lit Everything lit Everything lit Everything lit Everything lit Everything lit Everything lit [Outro: Playboi Carti & Loso Loaded] Check it out, uh, yeah Fuckin' that bih', uh (I'm on that go) I'm on the 6, uh, blowin' my net Pourin' the 6 Pourin' the 6