Shoota
Playboi Carti Lyrics

Yeah
An exclamation of energy, signaling the start of the song.

Now, now is my time
The artist now feels that their time has come to shine and create music that will resonate with audiences.

Now is my time
The artist reiterates that this is their moment to make an impact and deliver their message.

Everybody rock with me because I'm up now
The artist acknowledges their newfound fame and success, celebrating the fact that they are now popular and people want to be associated with them.

Took your girl and I'ma score, like I made the touchdown
The artist boasts about their success in attracting women and using their charm to win them over.

Swervin' in the Lamborghini doors go up, not on the bus now
The artist reflects on their past struggles and the things they can now afford and enjoy as a wealthy individual.

Used to want a G-Shock, now I'm walking with a bustdown
The artist reflects on their past aspirations and how their goals have changed now that they have achieved financial success.

Pull up and I'm flooding with a iced out watch
The artist describes the material wealth they possess and flaunts it to others.

Whip, it look like butter, baby, pecan drop
The artist describes their car in a creative way, referencing the brown color and smooth appearance of the vehicle.

Pecan drop, put that four in Sun Drop
The artist refers to a mix of Sun Drop soda and prescription-strength cough syrup, a popular recreational drug cocktail.

Stack my knots, count a lot, saw a lot
The artist references the stacks of money they have accumulated, implying that they have made a lot of money through their art.

Got them rocks, diamond rocks, whip the pot
The artist boasts about the diamonds they possess and their involvement in drug dealing.

Suicide, 1600, that's the block
The artist references their hometown of Atlanta, Georgia and a particular block associated with crime and violence.

Hit your girl that's check-free
The artist boasts about having sexual relations with another person's girlfriend without the need to spend money on her.

She ain't used to text me
The artist implies that the girl didn't pay them attention before they became famous and wealthy.

Now she wanna caress me
The artist boasts about the girl's newfound interest in them due to their success.

She keep tryna neck me
The artist claims that the girl is constantly trying to perform oral sex on them.

I gotta tell my bestie, someone call my bestie
The artist wants to tell their closest friend about their encounter with the girl.

Think I found my bestie, link up make a check bleed
The artist believes that they have found their new best friend and will make money together in the future.

You know that I'm smokin' dope, I'll be high 'til next week
The artist references their use of marijuana and how long the effects will last.

Know I had to let her go, 'cause she can't arrest me
The artist talks about ending their relationship with the girl, implying that she was holding them back in some way.

Woke up with my toolie, what it do?
The artist claims to have woken up with a weapon, asking what they should do with it.

Meet me in the alley with the troops
The artist instructs their friends to meet them in a secluded place with weapons.

I got red shooters, I got blue
The artist boasts about the weapons they possess, claiming to have guns in both red and blue colors.

Let that thing down and point at you
The artist instructs their friends to point their weapons at an enemy.

Bentley or the 'Rari, ho, let's choose
The artist references luxury cars and asks which one they should use for their next operation.

We gon' rob the bank, bring the loot
The artist implies that they plan to rob a bank and take the money.

We gon' take these boys back to school
The artist boasts about their intentions to teach their enemies a lesson and defeat them.

Money on the floor just like some shoes
The artist references the piles of money they will accumulate after their successful heist.

I'ma fuck your thot, she just a swoop, huh
The artist boasts about having sex with a girl, implying that she is easy to win over and not worth much to her previous partner.

And I love my goons, yeah, and I love my tool, (yeah) yeah (yeah)
The artist expresses their admiration for their friends and the weapons they possess.

And I love my loot (what?), yeah
The artist talks about their wealth and how much they love it.

Fuck with me and you gon' lose (what?)
The artist threatens those who oppose them, suggesting that they will not come out on top in a confrontation.

Don't talk to me, just talk to my lil' dude
The artist implies that they are important enough to have someone else speak for them.

Don't talk to me, just talk to my lil' dude
The artist repeats the previous line, suggesting that they are above petty conversation and can delegate communication to someone else.

Uh, woke up with my toolie, what it do?
The artist repeats the earlier line, perhaps to emphasize their readiness for any situation that may come their way.

Uh, meet me in the alley with the troops
The artist again instructs their friends to meet them in a secluded place with weapons.

Uh, I got red shooters, I got blue
The artist repeats the earlier line as a reminder of the weapons they possess.

Let that thing down and point at you
The artist repeats the earlier line, again instructing their friends to point their weapons at an enemy.

Uh, Bentley or the 'Rari, ho, let's choose
The artist repeats the earlier line, perhaps a reminder that they are in control and need to make a decision about their transportation method.

Ooh, we gon' rob the bank, bring the loot
The artist repeats the earlier line, perhaps to strengthen their resolve and commitment to the heist.

Uh, uh, we gon' take these boys back to school
The artist repeats the earlier line, again boasting about their ability to defeat their enemies and emerge victorious.

Money on the floor just like some shoes
The artist repeats the earlier line, suggesting that they are solely focused on the money they will gain through their criminal activities.