ROLL DA WINDOW DOWN [V2]

[Intro: Playboi Carti] Wake up, F1LTHY (004K) [Chorus: Playboi Carti] Catch a nigga at the the fuckin' light, then I buss 'em I been rolling with the fucking demons, I'm a problem I roll the window down and hit the dot, you know I got 'em Crash at your bitch, hit your face, this that bottom My bitch on them drugs, she can't even feel me Bitch, I'm so damn geeked, talkin' like a zombie Jumpin' out the gym, feelin' like a lion All the niggas some hoes, yeah, they look lame [Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] Pop a molly, watch it kick, then I'm out the roof Playin' with them bangers, know we got the proof He was talkin' crazy 'til we caught him in the booth Now his mama cryin' 'cause her baby lost a tooth Choppa on the seat while I'm switchin' lanes Hundred round drum gon' leave a stain Sippin' on that mud just to ease the pain All these diamond chains and I'm still the same Yeah we really 'bout it know we never fold Story of a killa never will be told Keep a Glock 19 and it's gold Nigga try to play it then he gettin' cold [Chorus: Playboi Carti] Catch a nigga at the the fuckin' light, then I buss 'em I been rolling with the fucking demons, I'm a problem I roll the window down and hit the dot, you know I got 'em Crash at your bitch, hit your face, this that bottom My bitch on them drugs, she can't even feel me Bitch, I'm so damn geeked, talkin' like a zombie Jumpin' out the gym, feelin' like a lion All the niggas some hoes, yeah, they look lame Ooh, pull up, with a AK, let's do it, schyeah Codeine in the double cup, that fluid [Verse 2: Playboi Carti] Schyeah, crack the nigga nose off Schyeah, who you think you talkin' to? Who you think you workin' for? Double-O, that's Double-O Kick a motherfuckin' door, make a motherfucker scream Fire with that fuckin' thing-thing, make a nigga bleed Green bean, green bean, yeah, I'm on go, schyeah All my bitches bad and they chosen Y'all niggas is lame, yeah, diamonds got me frozen, yeah Ayy, schyeah, diamonds got me frozen [Chorus: Playboi Carti] Catch a nigga at the the fuckin' light, then I buss 'em I been rolling with the fucking demons, I'm a problem I roll the window down and hit the dot, you know I got 'em Crash at your bitch, hit your face, this that bottom My bitch on them drugs, she can't even feel me Bitch, I'm so damn geeked, talkin' like a zombie Jumpin' out the gym, feelin' like a lion All the niggas some hoes, yeah, they look lame Ooh, pull up, with a AK, let's do it, schyeah Codeine in the double cup, that fluid, schyeah [Verse 2: Playboi Carti] I hate stupid hoes, they're stupid, hold up Fuck love, I ain't never tryna be Cupid, okay Fuck love, that bitch not Cupid, okay Fuck you, bitch, why you tryna be cute? Okay Wrap it up, that bitch make it look cute, okay You talk too-too much, break your-, uh Hold up, had to put the ho on mute Had to put the ho on mute Now she blinking all on my shoes, hold up Showed these niggas how I move I'm a monkey in the booth, I go crazy