Correction Lyrics Athena (Version 1) [Duplicate] by Playboi Carti

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(Let's go Maaly)
Crack money, I serve crack junkies

I got money coming, I got sl*ts coming, I got b*t*hes coming
I got money on me, I got hunnids' on me, keep them hunnids' on me
Keep them hunnids' coming, keep them b*t*hes coming, keep them opps runnin'
I just smoked a opp, you can keep it coming
I got bloodies wit me, I got cousins wit me, I got thotties wit me, I got sl*tties' wit me
I'm in the southside, I got two knives, I f**k two hoes, cuz I'm too fine
I got hoes yeah, after hoes yeah, I change clothes yeah, I change clothes yeah
Different clothes yeah, different taste yeah, she wanna taste yeah, nut in her face yeah
Bad b*t*h got a case yea, but I wanna give it to her, but I can't give her all yeah
So I can't see these b*t*hes, oh yeah I can't even stall wit ya
I got a money trip yea I got a money issue, I got a, uh hol' up
I got cash on me, bugs bunny yeah, shawty f**king on me, yeah she love me yeah
I'm Cash Carti yeah, I need a barbie yeah, hoes be starving yeah, hol' up
I'm so fly like a martian yeah, I take off on these b*t*hes that be, uh hol' up
I take off on these b*t*hes now she calling, these b*t*hes just be costing hoes they cost
Uh yeah a n***a floss

Ice on me, I don't even know what it cost no more
Ice on me, I don't even know

Different sl*ts everyday, yeah
Different b*t*hes different play
I put it all in her face
Then we go on Mary K
I'm a do this everyday
I'm a nut in her face
Shawty better not be afraid
'Cause a n***a keep a K
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Money everywhere, b*t*hes everywhere, these b*t*hes do not care, b*t*hes everywhere
Hol' up pu**y n***a, you want smoke we can smoke, we smoke, we smoke hol' up, we can choke, we can choke hol' up
I'm a slime, a killer, I'm a hit wit a ten n***a
Give a f**k 'bout a victim, give a f**k 'bout them n***as
I'm a enemy, I know I'm mean, that b*t*h on me yeah like Vaseline
Hol' up, uh, hol' up, uh, why you checking on it? I bend b*t*hes up on me that be flirting, wait
I'm so fly like a muthaf**kin' pigeon homie, I'm in New York with them n***as countin' digits homie
Run it up like scammer, my n***as keep a hammer
We f**king write numbers, numbers don't lie lil b*t*h hol' up
I'm in New York wit the homies just chillin' with New York
Got a b*t*h right now she hating on Cash
Got a b*t*h right now she waiting on me, got money on the floor young n***a yeah
Tryna play wit this money yeah, those are checks, we got cash, we gon' flex, f**k these n***as hol' up, bih back hol' up
They want smoke wit me and my n***a let's go, n***a want smoke with Cash yea n***a gotta let it blow
I got these hoes just waiting on me, yeah they waiting fosho'
I get the cash, I get the money, I get a K fosho' yeah
Let's get it yeah let's get it slime, we gotta turn up for these n***as just for the one time
We got guns, and those young n***as gotta show us something
I'm in my prime so yeah I had to show em something
Guns on guns on guns on guns, cash on cash uhh
Me and my n***a we bringing out nose, me and my n***a gon' shoot at them both
f**k these n***as they ain't talking 'bout nun, they don't want no war
I'm a put a n***a on a T-shirt, I don't give a f**k about nun
I'm gon shoot at a opp first, we don't give a f**k 'bout your gun
I got a K on me, I make a opp run
I'm a cook up, I'm a cook up uhh, I serve crack, we got Macs, serve b*t*hes ayy wit the cash uhh huh, yeah yeah yeah
Turn up for me, yeah turn up for me, uh yeah uh yeah uh yeah uh
Diamond uh yeah yeah, styrofoam, mm, mm, bih', double cup uh yeah, double cup yeah hol' up
Double cup love, yea shawty wanna f**k wit the drugs yeah
Double cup love yeah, shawty wanna f**k my drugs yeah
I'm in love uh yea, I'm in love with drugs now, I'm in love yea hol' up yea
I'm the slime, we sluggin' hol' up, me and my n***as we thuggin' hol' up
I'm a f**k this hoe hol'up, shawty wanna be my, hol' up, hol' up
I can't f**k these hoes forever (uh, uh) yeah, I gotta get this money I'm too clever (ice, ice, ice)
All white Dior sweater hol' up (hol' up, hol' up, hol' up), I'm a pull up yeah change the weather (ahh, ahh ,ahh)
Got b*t*hes everywhere (yeah), got diamonds everywhere (oh yeah), this cash everywhere (oh yeah), these b*t*hes gotta stare (yeah)
These b*t*hes everywhere (oh yeah), tryna f**k okay yeah (oh yeah), tryna f**k on bands yeah (yeah), tryna pop these tags yeah (yeah)
And I'm on the Percs yeah (woah), and I'm on the lean hol' up (yeah)
Tryna check me out (ice, ice), man, too clean, I'm too yeah (yeah)
Hol' up (yeah) hol' up, slime fine, I'm tryna f**k this b*t*h hol' up, she gotta be mine hol' up uh huh yeah (uh uhh)
My slime fine (yeah), I'm tryna f**k this b*t*h hol' up she gotta be mine hol' up (hol' up, hol' up)
I wanna meet yo hoe yuh, I wanna take her out (oh yeah)
She gotta suck my d**k (lil bih'), she gotta eat me up (yeah)
She gotta uhhhh uhhhh yeah uhhhh uhhhh yeah, yeah hol' up yea, yeah

Shawty gonna f**k on me cuz n***a got cash yeah, got bags, shawty wanna Birkin bag hol' up
I ain't spending no cash on no thot, I don't trust these b*t*hes, no plot, young b*t*h get smoked like a opp
We don't give no f**k bout' none of these cops, I'm a shoot at a mothaf**kin cop
I'm a shoot till the mothaf**ka drop, I'm a pour up the mothaf**kin drop
Got hoes on hoes, for days fosho', I changed up these cars, I changed up these hoes
I changed up my wardrobe huh, b*t*hes suck me yeah uh huh
I'm a f**k the bands up, uh yeah, I'm a f**k the benz truck
Shawty wanna f**k me yeah, shawty wanna get f**ked
We want smoke for days yeah, we got plays on plays
I'm a put a opp on a play, I'm a put a opp on a play aye yeah
I'm a hot n***a in the A, I'm in the streets okay
I'm on the block, oooh, I want none of these hoes huh
Crack, crack, crack, I got crack money, crack money yeah we serve crack money, crack money hol' up, you a crack junkie yeah
We got blocks, you can't get a block from me
Hol' up, hol' up, I just hit this b*t*h she f**king up my pants
Balmain jeans, they ain't even come out yet, I just f**ked this b*t*h I ain't mean no disrespect
Hoe gon' get it in, she gon, Loubitons bleeding on the Blatt hol' up
I been flexing since a freshman, I got, I got b*t*hes tryna f**k yeah, white tee, you can get stuck wit it
Got that gun hol' up, you better run hol' up, my slatts shoot for fun hol' up, we want yo funds hol' up
Yeah hol' up, rob the money truck hol' up, yeah and we aim it at these ducks hol' up, uh
pu**y ass n***a ain't keep it a hunnid, prolly gotta kill that hoe
I'm on the block with a stick right now, man gotta kill that hoe, they go
I got a stick on me yeah, n***a got a K fosho', crack money, I serve junkies yeah
You a clout demon, I pull up wit them sticks we kill clout demons
You don't want no smoke with me, I'm that n***a, n***as afraid of young Carti cuz I keep it
I just hit this b*t*h, she f**k my Balmain jeans up, we just got this money so we bout' to f**k these streets up
We don't give no f**k yeah, my n***as they stay geeked up, we gon' heat em up, yeah we keep the heat up
Uh, hol' up, uh, I don't let smoke get cold, slime a n***a in the snow hol' up
I'm loving hoes across the globe (Blatt,bih, blatt, blatt, blatt), I made the b*t*h touch her toe
I got bloody wit me, I got a sl*tty wit me, I got a thotty wit me, I got my cousins wit me
I got some bricks comin', I got some white hoes, that's cocaine money
I got crack, crack, crack, I got trap money, I serve trap junkies, we got money homie, we got money homie
You ain't the only one, you ain't the only one huh, you ain't the only one huh
Balmain jeans she f**ked them up when I f**k the b*t*h, got a b*t*h at the crib waiting on this d**k, she waiting on Cash hol' up
Got bags on me, don't give a f**k 'bout none of these opps
I'm a smoke me a n***a right now, hop in that wagon, uh uh yeah
n***a can have it, young n***a want static, get hit, get uh, get-get-get-get-get
Young n***a get attack, money on me young n***a, yo b*t*h a hoe check yeah hol' up

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