Playboi Carti - Damn Shame lyrics

[Intro: Playboi Carti] I'm in this hoe with Cinco countin' C notes I'm in this hoe with Cinco countin' C notes I'm in this hoe with Cinco countin' C notes This feelin' like a story that been wrote before Pourin' up fours countin' C notes I'm in this hoe with Cinco countin' C notes I'm feelin' like this been wrote before [Verse 1: Playboi Carti] Forgiatos on my coupe spin Everything steel, everything steel Yeah And I'm down for real Got some b**hes 'round me, baby girl they down for real Got some n***as 'round me, baby girl they down to k** All these b**hes 'round me tryna f**, thats f**in' real Oh, oh and I keep it real 2900 flat n***as keep it real Rockin' Robin, Trues for real Robin, Trues for real All my n***as out here steal, all my n***as peel b**hes callin' up my phone sayin' I'ma fake n***a I just got some cake n***a, with cake mix In L.A. on vacay n***a Balenciaga, I don't fake n***a Goyard on my waist, no cake mix Shoot him in his face n***a [Hook: Johnny Cinco] All these n***as change when the money came Promised I wouldn't change when the money came All these b**hes wanna hang when the money came A f** n***a came around when the money came In that brand new Maserati steady switchin' lanes And that Tech comin' 200 that all on my chain Came a long way from the trap, the money ain't the same [Verse 2: Johnny Cinco] Oh, oh, oh I ain't ever change Hunnid thousand on a n***as chain With the same bad b**hes said that she ain't changed Real n***a I'm with Carti, and my La Famil' And that Benz on me 200, I ain't hard to feel They front row at every show n***a you don't know how that feel Drive a foreign, drop a four, n***a you gon' see how it sip Real trap n***a, pocket full of dubs Young real n***a made myself a plug Flexin' on 'em b**h and flexin' on 'em n***a Hundreds on these b**hes, hundreds on these n***as f**in' up a set, f**in' up a set Right back to the trap, right back to the trap Foreign with the hunda's might make me relax f** around with 'em hundreds, bad b**h in the back Froze, froze, all these diamonds froze Yeah they all froze, I might go rogue I did it for my hoe, all my hoes froze f** her friend slow All my hoes wit' it, all my hoes fitted Lenses gold tinted (Carti) Thats that I can't hang, thats that I got change Went and bought another chain [Hook: Johnny Cinco] All these n***as change when the money came Promised I wouldn't change when the money came All these b**hes wanna hang when the money came A f** n***a came around when the money came In that brand new Maserati steady switchin' lanes And that Tech comin' 200 that all on my chain Came a long way from the trap, the money ain't the same