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Playboi Carti Lyrics

What? Yeah
Starting off with a casual acknowledgement.

Like, I'm too lit, like, oh my God
Saying that he's too high and getting excited about it.

Damn, how the fuck we got to where we started?
Wondering about how things turned out the way they did.

This love don't feel how it felt when we started (what?)
Realizing that the love has changed and it's not the same as it was before.

Got me thinkin' so deep, I'm in my conscience
Thinking deeply and being introspective.

Got me doin' these drugs, it help me balance (shawty, I'm geeked, yeah)
Taking drugs to balance his emotions.

I ain't tryna blame you but this shit a challenge (oh, what? What?)
Acknowledging that the situation is not easy, but not blaming anyone.

I live my life like a king with allowance
Living his life like a king with a lot of freedom.

My life so fast, I need me a down bitch (fast, hold on)
Needing someone to be with who can keep up with his fast-paced lifestyle.

Anarchy tatted under my armpit
Having a tattoo of anarchy under his armpit.

Don't make me start a fuckin' riot
Warning others to not provoke him to start a riot.

Sometimes this shit get so excitin' (what? What?)
Getting excited about the situation he's in.

We ridin' 'round, we startin' riots (what? What?)
Getting involved in riots with others.

We rob the bank 'cause we want profit (damn)
Robbing a bank for the money.

We took our shit and kept it silent (what? What? What?)
Keeping their actions private and not sharing with others.

We took that route 'cause we about it (yeah)
Choosing that path because they are committed to it.

Say you catchin' them bodies, I highly doubt it (catchin' no bodies, what? Yeah)
Doubting that others are actually killing people as they claim.

My boy shot at them niggas and he rollin' off molly (catchin' them bodies, yeah)
Bringing up his friend's violent actions, implying that they are catching 'bodies'.

We fucked up the kickbacks, fucked up they parties (fucked up they parties, yeah)
Ruining parties for others and causing chaos.

I jump out the rope, I feel like Jeff Hardy (feel like Jeff Hardy)
Feeling wild and crazy like the wrestler Jeff Hardy.

Got tats on my sleeve like Ed Hardy (yeah, Ed Hardy)
Having many tattoos on his sleeve like the designer Ed Hardy.

I was smokin' that weed just like a Marley (just like a Marley, yeah)
Smoking weed like Bob Marley did.

One shot and he bleed, please don't bother me (baow-baow-boom)
Shooting someone and not wanting to deal with the consequences.

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Repeating a phrase to emphasize a feeling.

(Okay, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Adding more emphasis before the next line.

The love don't feel the same like when we started
Reiterating that the love has changed and isn't the same as it used to be.

Should've known this shit was not real when it started
Realizing that the love wasn't real from the beginning.

Yeah, everybody fake, this shit retarded
Believing that everyone is fake and the situation is ridiculous.

My back to the wall (what? What?)
Feeling trapped with no way out.

Can't fuck with these dirty lil' hoes, these bitches be hurtin' me up (what? What?)
Refusing to associate with certain women who have hurt him before.

Can't put my trust in no ho, hell nah lil' bro (what? What?)
Declaring that he can't trust women at all.

I pass that bitch to my boy, like, "Here, lil' bro" (what? What?)
Sharing a woman with his friend.

I took the Phantom outside, it ride like a boat (what? What?)
Driving his expensive car and it feels like a boat.

And I took off with them m's and I stuck to the code (what? What?)
Running away with a large sum of money and staying true to the code.

Damn, ooh, yeah
Concluding with a final exclamation.

I'm too lit, ah-yeah
Reiterating that he's high and feeling excited.