Playboi Carti – RIP Yams Lyrics

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Playboi Carti – RIP Yams Lyrics

Playboi Carti – RIP Yams Lyrics

[Chorus]

I got Prada on my ass
I got slimes, they pull up fast
I put a quarter on your ass
Get you bodied for a pack
Big ass Draco, big ass SIG
I just made her swallow my kids

[Verse 1]

Big ass Draco, big ass SIG
I f#cked that bitch, we made a flick
I’ma smoke me an opp just like a cig
I’ma cut that bitch, she not my kin
Tryna f#ck two hoes, I think they twins
I’m rocking them Chrome Hearts
Got a baddie and she die hard (Slatt, blatt)
I’m ’bout to blast this hoe (Blaow, blaow, bow, bih)

[Chorus]

I got Prada on my ass
I got slimes, they pull up fast
I put a quarter on your ass
Get you bodied for a pack
Big ass Draco, big ass SIG
I just made her swallow my kids [Bridge]
Yeah, hoe (Blatt)
Yeah (Blatt, ah, what? Uh)
Yeah-yeah, uh (Blatt, uh, blatt, slatt, uh)

[Refrain]

Bentleys and Lambs
Bentleys and Lambs, Bentleys and Lambs
I’m in this bitch, huh
R.I.P. Yams, R.I.P. Yams
And I’m in my closet, yeah
I’m ’bout to f#ck on a project bitch
Got a K and a SIG, might slide on the bitch
250 in cash, we ain’t playin’ with a bitch
250 in the bag, I ain’t playin’ wit’ a bih
Yeah, and Carti a diva (Uh, yeah)
This Vivienne Westwood (Yeah)
Your bitch is a eater (Uh, yeah)
I swear that that top good
Big FN, it’s a blicky (Blicky, blicky, blicky, blatt)
Kicking shit, bitch, yeah, a nigga like FIFA (Huh, what? Hold up, hold up)

[Verse 2]

She wanna hear Carti all on her speakers (Huh, yeah)
I smoke my weed, I smoke my reefer (Huh)
I poured the lean, I’m on the liter (Huh, huh)
I had to go, I gotta leave her (Huh, yeah)
Big heartagram on the tattoo (Yeah, slatt, huh, yeah)
All red suit like Deadpool
You paying for ####, I don’t pay, fool (You paying for ####, huh)
Iced out wrist and it cost two (Cash, cash, cash)
f#ck a bitch outside, yeah (Hold up, blatt, ####, blatt)
I want that muh’f#cka’ dead (Hold up, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt)
I want an apology
You cannot talk to me (Blatt)
You cannot lie to me (Hol’ up)
You cannot lie to me (Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt)

[Chorus]

I got Prada on my ass
I got slimes, they pull up fast
I put a quarter on your ass
Get you bodied for a pack
Big ass Draco, big ass SIG
I just made her swallow my kids (Blatt, blatt, blatt)

[Verse 3]

I just made her swallow my (Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt)
I just made her swallow my kids (Blatt)
Big ass Draco, big ass SIG
Big ass Draco, big ass SIG

[Refrain]

Bentleys and Lambs
Bentleys and Lambs, Bentleys and Lambs
I’m in this bitch, huh
R.I.P. Yams, R.I.P. Yams
And I’m in my closet, yeah
I’m ’bout to f#ck on a project bitch
Got a K and a SIG, might slide on the bitch
250 in cash, we ain’t playin’ with a bitch
250 in the bag, I ain’t playin’ wit’ a bih
Yeah, and Carti a diva (Uh, yeah)
This Vivienne Westwood (Yeah)
Your bitch is a eater (Uh, yeah)
I swear that that top good
Big FN, it’s a blicky (Blicky, blicky, blicky, blatt)
Kicking shit, bitch, yeah, a nigga like FIFA (Hold up)

[Chorus]

I got Prada on my ass
I got slimes, they pull up fast
I put a quarter on your ass
Get you bodied for a pack
Big ass Draco, big ass SIG
I just made her swallow my kids

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