Playboi Carti - In My Car lyrics

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Playboi Carti - In My Car lyrics

[Hook] In my car, yah, yah Sipping on that Wock Popping all these bars Cooling with the stars Coupe came with the star [Verse 1] Uh, Kurt Cobain sh**, go out with a bang sh**, uh Still on gang sh** Same n***as I left with, yah Leave you left quick, yah On my left wrist, yah That’s like two bricks, yah On my right wrist, yah That’s my right b**h, she hold the strap like dyke b**h That’s my type b**h Yeah, we do this sh** all night b**h, yah That’s our night b**h Gleeshie just walked in with Percs and Xans so we pipe it She wanna s** on my lil peepee ’cause she know Carti got (?) sh** I know these n***as out here Peep ’cause they see Young Carti copping sh**, ooh You a copier, yeah you like to copy sh** You wasn’t even on this style until Young Carti popped this sh**, yeah I got hella hoes, ooh, and they popping sh**, yah I got popping hoes, ooh, on they popping sh**, ooh I need a silent hoe, ooh, harder than a brick (?) And she with the sh** She outta top me off and zip her (?), ooh Why I zip her grit I got choppas on my momma couch, ooh Pints all in the fridge, ooh When I leave the crib, ooh Go check on my kids, ooh All these n***as my kids, ooh I just f** they b**h, ooh All these n***as my kids, ooh I just f** they b**h, ooh She hop in the dick and she split Hop in the dick, hop in the bed, bed Kids staying lit, lean thick Throw it in the back, we lit Throw it in the back, we lit Thumb through the check, we lit, aye I’m f**ing this b**h, I flex, she split, ooh I love this b**h, she do tricks, ooh I told the b**h that she it, ooh I told the b**h she the sh**, ooh All of my n***as, they hit I give ’em the guap, he going to hit He going to miss, hit ’em with kick, ooh Kick the lil bih with the stick, ooh He going out back to sip, ooh I’m with the set like I’m Dip, ooh Now with the set, I’m pimp, ooh I swear I could pimp on a pimp, ooh I swear the need a lil pill, ooh Took the lil bih like a pit, ooh VVS diamonds my neck, ooh Don’t need no light to hit, ooh I know I be cooling and sh**, ooh But all of these b**hes I hit, ooh And all of these n***as are b**h, ooh And all of these n***as are b**h [Hook] In my car, yah, yah Sipping on that Wock Popping all these bars Cooling with the stars Coupe came with the star In my car In my car Coupe came with the star My coupe gave me (?) In my car