@ MEH Songtext
von Playboi Carti

What?
What?
What?
Fuck her up, fuck her up (yeah)
Fuck her up (yeah) fuck her up (yeah, yeah)
Fuck her up
Fuck her up
Fuck her up
Fuck her up

All these niggas talking ′bout me
All these niggas dressing like me
Niggas tryna disrespect me
Bitch, that's gon′ come with a fee


I got a bitch I fuck on for free (bitch)
I got a bitch I fuck on, she a freak (what?)
I got this Rick Owens shit for free (bitch, yeah)
I got this Bottega, yeah for free (yeah)
I'm rocking all Givenchy, yeah for free (Givenchy)
This shit not on sale, I'm not cheap (what?)
Got a brand new Aventador
And it′s not leased

Rockstar shit but I′m not Machine Gun
And I feel like I'm the only rockstar, the only one (what? What? What?)
The only one
The only one
The only one
The chosen one
The chosen one

My bitch got her nails done, uhh (what? What? What?)
My bitch got her hair laid, slatt
But I only take her to tour dates, bitch
I′m a rockstar bitch, I can't date

I can′t tell if I love her (what? What? What? What?)
Johnny Cage, beat it up under covers (slatt) (What?)
Gotta have a rubber
Or I'm in trouble, slatt

Heard you had a bag but you fumbled (yeah)
All my ops dead (what? What? What?)
But I′ma continue to be humble (slatt, slatt, slatt)
Ah, yeah (slick)


Puah (slick, slick, slick)
Puah (slick, slick, slick)
Puah (slick, slick, slick)
Puah (slick, slick, slick)