KETAMINE Playboi Carti

You niggas dont love me, your bitch wanna fu*k me

My t-shirt on, so I wont get ugly

She fu*kin with a dime, Im fu*kin with a bomb

They think Im Osama, woah, she think Im off somethin

Im fu*kin with a bad lil vibe, Molly all over her tongue

Im bout to spot me a opp, Im bout to spin their truck, woah (I said)

Momma, I got me a switch, we dont give a fu*k bout luck

Ah, ah

Ice on my body, Im the coolest

Trampoline jump for a cougar

Jump out the jungle, go hectic

Im leavin that boy in the store

She wanna fu*k for the moolah

Pussy-ass niggas get lit up

That Pelle Pelle hold the Ruger