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Playboi Carti
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[00:02.10] What? What? What? What?

[00:03.49] I'm so high, man, I can't even feel shit

[00:05.44] I told my boy go roll like (What?) ten blunts for me (Alright)

[00:08.47] I told my boy go roll like (What?) ten blunts for me

[00:11.72] I'm trying to get high til' (What?) I can't feel nothing (Woah)

[00:15.27] I'm trying to get high til' (What?) I can't feel nothing (Woah)

[00:18.99] I can fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothing (Slatt, slatt)

[00:22.18] I can fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothing

[00:25.38] I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah woah (Damn)

[00:28.92] I'm way too high, woah woah

[00:32.46] I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah woah (Yeah)

[00:35.98] I'm way too high (Yeah, yeah), woah woah

[00:39.70] I'm way too high (Woah)

[00:41.11] Wake up (Yeah, wake up)

[00:42.80] It's the first of the month (Slatt, slatt)

[00:46.07] I brush my teeth and count up (Woah, what, slatt)

[00:49.59] I let my bitch roll my blunt (Woah, slatt)

[00:52.94] I'm bout to dirty my cup (Woah, what?)

[00:56.47] Pour up some lean and get stuck (Pour it up)

[00:59.78] I make her scream when we fuck (Slatt, scream)

[01:03.08] I don't drive R8s, I don't like those

[01:06.08] I drive the Daytona and I tinted the windows (What?)

[01:09.29] Can't fuck with nobody, not even my shadow

[01:12.76] I got on Ed Hardy, she got on stilettos

[01:16.51] She my best friend, yeah we not a couple (Slatt)

[01:19.96] She a rockstar, she a sex symbol

[01:23.15] The way she do that shit, she make it look simple (What? What?)

[01:26.60] The way she do that shit, she make it look simple (What? What?)

[01:30.65] Baby, tell me what you wanna do (Yeah, what? What?)

[01:33.91] Baby, tell me everybody you screw (Yeah, yeah)

[01:37.10] Tell me everybody you touched in this room (Ooh, ooh)

[01:41.10] I gotta know who you fuck, fucked in this room (Ooh, what? What?)

[01:44.47] I gotta know who you fucked in this room (Huh, oh)

[01:47.78] I gotta know who you fucked in this room (Yeah)

[01:50.24] Can't trust no bitch (What? Yeah), can't trust these niggas (Bih)

[01:53.26] In love with my money, in love with my pistols

[01:56.80] In love with my bitch, I think she my bitch (Woah, bih)

[02:00.24] I know she suck dick, I know she not shit (Woah, what?)

[02:03.70] I been thinking 'bout it, finna cut off that bitch (What? What?)

[02:07.18] She don't cook, she don't clean, but she want Ruth Chris (What? What?)

[02:10.71] I don't even like to hug (What? What?), I don't even like to kiss

[02:14.17] I just pat her on the ass, and tell her "Good shit"

[02:17.36] I just walked in my pad (Slatt), paparazzi at the fence

[02:20.55] I'm 'bout to pour up some red (Red)

[02:22.41] And shawty gon' roll up some shit (What?, slatt, slatt)

[02:25.52] And shawty gon' roll up some shit (Slatt)

[02:27.73] I'm 'bout to pour up some red (What?)

[02:29.38] And shawty gon' roll up some shit (What?)

[02:29.40] I told my boy go roll like (What?) ten blunts for me (Alright)

[02:32.15] I told my boy go roll like (What?) ten blunts for me

[02:35.71] I'm trying to get high til' (What?) I can't feel nothing (Woah)

[02:39.17] I'm trying to get high til' (What?) I can't feel nothing (Woah)

[02:42.63] I can fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothing (Slatt, slatt)

[02:46.08] I can fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothing

[02:49.54] I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah woah (Damn)

[02:53.01] I'm way too high, woah woah

[02:56.55] I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah woah (Yeah)

[02:59.74] I'm way too high (Yeah, yeah), woah woah

[03:03.27] I'm way too high (Woah)

[03:06.10] What? What? What? What?

[03:08.38] I'm so high man, I can't even feel shit