Playboi Carti - Sleepin With My 9 lyrics

(Playboi Carti: chores) I woke up with my j**elry on and sleeping with my 9 (woah) b**hes on my phone i ain't saying it's time (hoe) Walk inside the Phipps and i spend a little time (hoe) Designer frames, gucci on my collar like a slime (hoe) And i got a lot of tools f** your n***as (f** your bro) I just turned the porsche into a f**in stove I just turned a virgin b**h into a hoe Designer steppin baby we just countin though (Playboi Carti: verse) I was in Bankhead Now i'm in Buckhead b**hes want my cheese, want my bread, come get fed Used to rock with jit, used to rob was lit Used to rock with Kiki, now i smash her friend Runnin up a check Hoe i like to eat eat, i'm countin up again All my hoes fifi, i might just smash her twin Came out the pen with 100 in my pants (Playboi Carti: chores) (unotheactivist) I just pulled on your lady Feeling on my swag, ah lil hoe needa back that Used to mix the Prada with the Belly that was back then f**in on some hoe we been had, y'all can have that Steppin out the Phipps with a mink Inside cup dirty same colour easter pink Red dot on the beam before u blink, put it under my pillow every night i go to sleep (Playboi Carti: Chores)