Turn up (Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up)
Turn up (Goin’ Donda on these ****)
Turn up
Yeah (Pluto)
Hey, miss, I’m your Mr. Miyagi (Yeah)
I’ma come and kick it in the Balenciagi’
Don’t text me in the mornin’, bae, I’m groggy
Text me, don’t FaceTime, I’m too groggy (Yeah, yeah)
If I dig in my bag, it’s an M (Yeah, yeah)
Had to put a lil’ **** on a film (Yeah, yeah, what?)
I done took off in the air, I can’t see ’em (Yeah, yeah)
Gotta get it before it come in (Yeah, yeah, what?)
Told the chief I’m ahead of my time (Yeah, yeah)
Got Chanel comin’ in by the nine (Yeah, yeah)
Keepin’ up with me, one of a kind (Yeah, yeah)
Keep it real with me, no need for lies
She say, “Tuck it in,” **** it then, you gon’ have to tuck it in (What?)
You gon’ wear the boots up big, I got somethin’ for nudity
I’m like, “Not them ankle boots, I need the ones up to the knee”
I don’t **** with attitudes, I don’t need the vanity
Bum-bum
I get bunny-bum, I don’t bum-di-di-bum-bum
I don’t wanna thump, ‘fore I jump, I go, “Wag wan?”
We gon’ run it up, run it up, I’m from bum-dum
They need them a bum for a bum
Hopped off on the mine, fell in love for the night
You don’t say what you want, what is you doin’ right?
Blast off on the mine, now I’m down for the moon
Now down for a move, blast off when you know
Hey, miss, I’m your Mr. Miyagi (Miyagi)
I’ma come and kick it in the Balenciagi’ (Oh)
Don’t text me in the mornin’, bae, I’m groggy (In the morning)
Text me, don’t FaceTime, I’m too groggy (Woah, yeah, yeah)
If I dig in my bag, it’s an M (Yeah, yeah)
Had to put a lil’ **** on a film (Yeah, yeah)
I done took off in the air, I can’t see ’em (Yeah, yeah)
Gotta get it before it come in (Yeah, yeah)
Told the chief I’m ahead of my time (Yeah, yeah)
Got Chanel comin’ in by the nine (Yeah, yeah)
Keepin’ up with me, one of a kind (Yeah, yeah)
Keep it real with me, no need for lies
[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
Rockstar stones in every jean jacket
I might take a jet to Calabasas just to **** my old ****
Push up on an opp, be on that dumb ****
Homixide in the box, yeah, they on dumb ****
I just **** up the function, I just **** it up (Woah)
I just **** up the function, I just **** it up
(New number again)
Run the summer again (New number again)
Change my number again (Change the number again)
Switch the number again (Switch the number again)
How much more can we win? (Number again)
Change my number again (Change the number ‘gain)
It’s a number of them (It’s a number of them)
I move on, don’t do me in
Hopped off on the mine, fell in love for the night
You don’t say what you want, what is you doin’ right?
Blast off on the mine, now I’m down for the moon
Now down for a move, blast off when you know
Hey, miss, I’m your Mr. Miyagi (Yeah)
I’ma come and kick it in the Balenciagi’
Don’t text me in the mornin’, bae, I’m groggy
Text me, don’t FaceTime, I’m too groggy (Yeah, yeah)
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