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Playboi Carti - U Kan Do It Too Lyrics

[Intro: Playboi Carti & Gunna]
Nigga, the only reason I'm leaving the room is just to go piss (Nigga, nigga, give me that)
No cap, I ain't leavin' this mothafucka'
But you know, just, gotta go in
Fuck all these niggas, you gotta go in
Just gotta go in, my nigga, fuck are you talkin' 'bout?
Okay, uh (Slatt)
(I just told Richie we rich)
(Yeah, slatt)

[Chorus]
Reddest coupes, corvette (Jump out)
And I went and copped a Tonka (Jump out)
Got a Rolls Royce, just for the summer
Brand-new Lamb', shoutout my baby mama, huh
Then I got a Benz truck, yeah, just to go dumber (Then I got a Benz truck)
Momma got a Benz Truck, she goin' dumber (Momma got a Benz)
I'm pourin' M's up, all summer (I'm on them M's)

[Verse]
(Yeah, yeah, jump out, jump out)
Stack that money young nigga, better get that ass up (Jump out, jump out)
Stack that money young nigga, better get yo' ass up (Jump out, jump out)
Stack that money young nigga, better get yo' ass up (Jump out, jump out)
We got some new bitches (Jump out, jump)
We got some brand new whips (Jump out, jump out)
We got some new whips (Jump out)
We got some brand new shit, ah (Jump out)
We got some brand new shit, baby (Jump out)
Can you please come outside, baby? Ah (Jump out)
Brought that money (Yeah, jump out), too much money
Shawty gon' suck my dick 'til I go to sleep (Jump out, jump out)
Been rollin', been rollin', been rollin', been rollin' all week (Uh, uh, yeah)
I got the new bag (New bag)
I get a new bag, bag, huh (Jump out)
I got a new bad bitch, huh
She so bad, bad, bad (Jump out, jump out)
She the best I've motherfuckin' had
Tryna cop everything, got glass (Jump out)
I got bad bitches in my past
But this bitch here, hell yeah
Uh, I'm 'bout to cop me a Bentley
I'm 'bout to shop with some bitches, uh
I'm 'bout to spend on some bitches (Yeah)
I don't need no wallet, this shit come with no limit, yeah
All of my bitches they got it, all of my bitches conceited (Jump out, jump out, jump out)
And I handle my business (Jump out, jump out, jump out), yeah, hold up
Better mind yo' fuckin' business (Yeah, jump out, jump out, jump out)
This a real black business (Bitch, jump out, jump out, jump out), yeah, hold up
Get blooded up in this business
I don't give a fuck, I set a bitch ass nigga up
Yeah, we got them guns, we kill that bitch in the back of the club
We got tons, I got a bitch in the back (Okay)
Bitch, I got tons, yeah, we servin' that crack
They callin' me mad, yeah, they callin' me Max
I rock out the show, then hop on a jet (Okay)
I hop on a ho', then count up a check
I keep that bitch, if you wanna ask (Okay, jump out, jump out, jump out), let's go
Man, I heard your man an actor (Jump out, jump out, jump out)
Heard that bitch mad I didn't clap her (Jump out, jump out, jump out, jump out)
He got ran over by my tractor (Okay)
'Cause he don't matter, he don't fuckin' matter, yeah
'Cause he don't matter, he don't fuckin' matter, yeah
[Chorus]
Reddest coupes, corvette
And I went and copped a Tonka
Got a Rolls Royce, just for the summer
Brand-new Lamb', shoutout my baby mama, huh
Then I got a Benz truck, yeah, just to go dumber (Then I got a Benz truck)
Momma got a Benz Truck, she goin' dumber
I'm pourin' M's up, all summer (Jump out, jump out, jump out)
(Boy)