Track name: WAKE UP FILTHY
Artist: Playboi Carti, Travis Scott
Album: I Am Music
Release Date: March 14, 2025
Genre: Hip-hop / Rap / Trap
Wake Up Filthy Lyrics
Uh, F1LTHY said, “Wake up, wake up”
Had to go get the cake, cake up (Yeah, yeah), uh
Racks on me, racks up, racks up (BNYX)
Uh, money on the floor (Wake up, F1LTHY), different ho
Oh, clockin’ that bitch, I got her low
Two [?], and I’m movin’ so low
[?] fire, I know I got [?]
Oh, [?] the flame, now she want the [?]
Schyeah
Drugs in my body, oh yeah, let’s go
Oh, hoes in the locker, oh yeah, let’s go
Couple heaters to your body, now you smell like [?]
Jump out the party, I look like these [?]
[?], I swear they could heat it, they poppin’ this shit
[?], I suck in that titty
Money on the floor, I got a different ho (Hol’ up)
I got a different ho with different modes (Hol’ up, ooh)
I got different hoes with different goals (Hol’ up, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuck on my model, then fuck on a ghetto slut (Yeah)
I’m havin’ my way (Yeah), hol’ up, I put my thumb in her butt (Schyeah, yeah)
Catching me dissin’ (Yeah), hol’ up, send ’em pictures (Yeah)
We got some niggas that jump out the engine (Yeah)
Pop out the— (Yeah), uh, pop out the choppa, the whole block spin, hol’ up (Yeah)
Shoot a nigga nine times, yeah, call a bitch 50 Cent, big 50
I don’t give a fuck ’bout a bitch (Yeah), I ain’t taking fit pics, fit pic (Yeah)
I got the ho jumpin’ the ropes for Carti (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got the ho go in the Rover for Carti (Yeah)
Uh, F1LTHY said, “Wake up, wake up” (Percocet, wake up, wake up)
Had to go get the cake, cake up, uh (Had to go get cake up)
Racks on me, racks on me, racks up (Racks, money, money, money)
(BNYX)
Money on the floor, different ho
Pass me something, ease my soul (Soul, soul)
Two rotations ’round they go
Only me and them I know, oh (Oh, oh)
She gon’ flip, she go berserk (Berserk, flip, flip)
She a freak, I make her squirt (Squirt)
I took two and now I’m turnt (Turnt)
Fucked La Flame and now she burn
Please, tell that bitch to—, bitch
Told her act like though you busy, this is madness when I’m dizzy
Different bodies comin’ in and out and take my Glock, they switches
I fucked the lobby when we go, damn, it’s 4 A.M., I’m lit
This that open up for poppin’, poppin’ enough for—, tweak, tweak
Jays out in the street (Street), feet up, they get seat (Seat)
Uh, F1LTHY said, “Wake up, wake up” (Percocet, wake up, wake up)
Had to go get the cake, cake up (Yeah, yeah), uh
Uh, racks on me, racks up, racks up (BNYX)
Money on the floor, different ho
Leave a comment