Playboi Carti - Kid Cudi (Remix) lyrics

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Playboi Carti - Kid Cudi (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Xavier Wulf] Okay I pull up high as fu*k, right up front to where the venue was Every time I look at her she feel like I'm the only one Only thing I care about is living life the best I could Only wanna smoke and stay productive 'til the day is done Pull up to my day ones, kickin' sh*t like Deawon Then I played her favorite song, she think we can get along I ain't got no beef with bongs But I rather roll the strong She ain't tryna prolong, she get to the provolone Pull up to my block quick, pop out then I dip At first I told her no but now i think I'll have a sip Ever since i got my money right I'm smilin' like the Grinch And I don't give a fu*k about no su*ka ni**a sh*t I'ma pull up screamin', I don't give no fu*k and that is it I show up, do a 540, shake and bake and rip Chicken bone nowison shorty in my whip It's hollow squad the coffin fleet I bet they won't forget, you b*tch [Verse 2: Playboi Carti] They tryna be cray (Mm, yeah) They tryna be cray (Mm, yeah) She wanna meet Carti (Carti) That b*tch is a Barbie (Yeah) I'ma fu*k these hoes (Ooh) I'm on 730 Got a brand new pack like Kid Cudi (Brand new) I smoke dope like Kid Cudi Push up and get the slugs from me (Slime slime) I'm with all the sh*ts (Slime slime) We pull up with sh*t (Yeah) We pull up with, uh (Yeah) We pull up with sticks, hol'up We pull out the van, hol'up We pull out the sh*t, ayy I pull out the .9, hol'up I pull out and blitz, hol'up I pull out the fire, hol'up I pull out wit' six I'm smokin' out the pound The b*tch can su*k my dick, yeah The b*tch gonna ride the dick, yeah The b*tch get thrown in the pit [Verse 3: Young Nudy] Runnin' from the cops (Cops) Gotta keep my Glock (Gotta keep my Glock) When I see them cops (Cops) You know I have my Glock (Know I have my Glock) Middle finger, fu*k 12 (Yeah), always on my block (Always on my block) Middle finger to the opp, we gon' pop at opps (We gon pop at opps) Pop a body, drop him (Drop him) Cop a body, deuces (Deuces) They be talkin' 'bout it (Huh?) But don't know who be doin' it (Don't know who be doin' it) These ni**as be talkin' (Talkin'), they lemon squeeze (Lemon squeeze) XD (XD), ooh, lemon squeeze (Brr, brr, brr), yeah