WAKE UP F1LTHY

[Chorus: Playboi Carti] Uh, F1LTHY said, "Wake up, wake up" Uh, had to go get the cake, cake up, uh Racks on me, racks up, racks up Uh, money on the floor, different hoes [Verse 1: Playboi Carti & Travis Scott] Ooh, clockin' that bitch, I got her lo' Uh, two in rotation, I'm movin' slow-mo Jump out that fire, I let off that pole Uh, pass her La Flame, now she want the O (Schyeah) Drugs in my body, oh yeah, let's go Ooh, hoes in the lobby, oh yeah, let's go Couple hits to your body, now you smell like mold Jump out the party, I look like Mitch Modes I know some bitches that's ready to hit it, they poppin' that shit (Ah) Paint on her pussy, I suck on that titty, I turn on that tit (Ah) Oh, you in Savannah? Come to Atlanta, come hold on this dick Me and F1LTHY, we gettin' filthy, we so rich, gah Ah, ha, ah (What? Straight up, yeah) I'm rollin' off X, can't feel my head, can't feel my feet, yeah The opps on live, they tellin' lies, why y'all speak? It's Double-05, we mob tied, leave a nigga weak (Ah, wow) (Ah, wow) [Verse 2: Travis Scott] Pass me something, ease my soul (Soul, soul) Two rotations 'round they go Only me and them I know, oh, oh She gon' flip, she go berserk (Flip, flip) She a freak, I make her squirt (Ooh) I took two and now I'm turnt (Ooh) Fucked La Flame and now she burn Please, tell that bitch to beat it Told her act like though you did it This is madness when I'm dizzy Different bodies comin' in and out, it like my Glock, it switches Avoid the lobby when we go, damn, it's 4 a.m., I'm lit Chat, it's a four inside my lemonade, I'm tryin' not to twitch (Twitch) J's out in the street (Street), feet up at your six (Six, let's go) I'm up, but on turtle time I come from the city of pop trunk and elbows (Skrrt) When she done mixing mine (Skrrt) She give me that sixty-nine while I play six-four (Skrrt) [Chorus: Playboi Carti & Travis Scott] Uh, F1LTHY said, "Wake up, wake up" (Wow) Uh, had to go get the cake, cake up, uh Racks on me, racks up, racks up Uh, money on the floor, different hoes