Magnolia – Playboi Carti lyrics

Magnolia – Playboi Carti lyrics

Lyrics Playboi Carti – Magnolia

In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock
Running from an opp, and I shoot at opp (what)
And I’m on the block (what, what, what)
And I’m on the block (what)
In New York I Milly Rock (hello?) hide it in my sock (what)
Hide it in my sock (what) selling that rerock (what, what, what, what, what).(Magnolia)

In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock
Used to sell rerock, running from the cops
Shooting at the opps (Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?)
Shooting at the opps, cause I run they block
Gimme top (top) in my drop-top versuri-lyrics.info
All these h**s gon’ flock (flock, flock) when I drop (drop, drop)
All these h**s gon’ flock (flock, flock) when I drop (drop, drop)
All these h**s gon’ flock (flock, flock) when I drop (drop, drop).

Woo, woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woooo
All these h**s want cash, all these h**s want bags
f*cking on yo’ b*tch, uh, I’m her dad
All these niggas sound like cash (sound like cash)
I’m a soldier, damn, I thought I told you
Shootin’ like a soldier, like I’m from Magnolia
All these, niggas, always, fold
Big, bank, never, fold
Sippin, Act’, fill that s**t slowly
b*tches, on me, say she like my clothing
I’m in London, Young Carti global
Designer is on me, call it dirty laundry
All these b*tches want Young Carti, Young Carti (yeah)
Ay, Young Carti, Young Carti (what)
Young Carti, Young Carti (yeah)
All of your b*tches they loose
All of your b*tches they loose
All of my b*tches they rich
And they stay rockin’ that Rick
What, what, huh, what, what, huh
Rich, rich, Cash Carti, b*tch
Rich, b*tch, got a rich clique
I’m suckin’ on the clit, she suckin’ on the dick
Give that hoe a tip, told her “Buy some kicks”
Then I brush my teeth, pop up in a whip
Glocky in the whip, glocky in the whip
And I’m cocky, f*ckin’ on a thotty
She just wanna plot me, b*tch can’t stop me
I’m riding in a Mazi, this ain’t even my Mazi
Oh, that’s not yo’ thottie, yo’ b*tch look like a aunty
Walked in with Ashanti, damn, that look like Shanti
Damn, that look like Carti, I think dat be Young Carti
Heard he spent a hunnid on a f*cking watch piece, that’s filthy.

In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock
Running from an opp, then I shoot at opp
And I’m on the block
And I’m on the block
In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock
Hide in my sock, selling that rerock
What, what, what, what, what
In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock
Use to sell rerock, running from the cops
Shooting at the opps, you know what I’m sayin’?

Yo, Pierre, you wanna come out here?
b*tch a*s nigga, f*ck that nigga mannn!
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