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Playboi Carti - Call Up The Troops Lyrics

Call Up The Troops Song Lyrics
Call Up The Troops by Playboi Carti [Intro: Offset]
Carti left hand
sh*t man yeah you know
Dat way best way
Yeah, yeah
Diamonds dancin’ nigga
He the motherf**ker on the mic, nigga yeah you know what I’m sayin?
Real, yeah you feel me?

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
They takin’ them pictures, I’m takin’ they b**ches
They hop in my whip when they get it
I’m seein’ the pictures, my life is soo vivid
My nigga I’m livin’ the vision
My b**ches stay callin’, stay callin’
They callin’, they chasin’ like Carti you missin’?
She blow the dick like a whistle
Up on the block with a missile
How he get shot, it’s a river
How you gon’ say thats your nigga?
You let it sing like tootie
I bring that sh*t like a dealer
Then I go f**k with my dealer
We run around like some children
I might withdrawal a lil mid
Watch me count up a lil mid
f**kin’ your b**ch in the benz
‘member I was in the pen
b**ches they hatin’ on Cash
b**ches ain’t payin’ my rent
I got that money to flaunt
I get the swag then drip
b**ches gon’ dial then flubber
I got your b**ch then I flip her
Ooh, yeah, yeah, huh
You know I’m that nigga
Uh, yeah oh yeah
I know they gon’ feel the lil nigga
I know your b**ch feelin’ this nigga
Suckin’ and f**kin’ lil nigga
Textin’ my phone late at night
Talkin’ ’bout she wanna bite
She gon’ ride it like a bike
She gon’ ride dick like a bike
Huh, what? yeah
I got your hoe and she wet
I got your hoe and she not
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Bridge: Playboi Carti & Offset]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Offset]
Hop in the wraith put the stars in ’em
She goin’ crazy, the bar in her
She a bad b**ch, but a bar tender
It’s weird cause she didn’t see the star in me
Now I’m lookin’ at bazaar women
Better learn to play your cards, kid
Split the profit, yeah we all winnin’ bad b**ches
Pray to god cause we all sinin’
And now I’m dunkin’ like I’m Vince Carter
Bad b**ches but they ridin’