Album Cover FUCK ON MY DJ

FUCK ON MY DJ

Playboi Carti

5

Lyrics from Live Performance

[Intro]

(Wake up, F1LTHY)

[Chorus]

I got me a nice lil' bitch, I fuck that lil' ho on her B-day

I'ma walk on stage, my eyes turn red, yeah, fuck what she say

I hit on the E-way, bitch come in the G-Wagon

She wanna put on my chain, yeah, she wanna fuck on my DJ

Let it go, let it relay

Fucked her back, I don't do dates

All this money on a bih' like

Buy a Richard, a new Wraith

Oh, yeah, take my opps out, they can't do this

Crash out for the gang, yeah, crash out for a piss stain

How you talkin' 'bout bills?

I'm as high as it gets

Had you swishin' your hips, yeah, she God's gift

And I'm still over here, yeah, we still in the hills

Mеan ass demeanor, mean ass dеmeanor

Mean ass demeanor, mean ass demeanor

[Verse]

This how the Perky feel

This how the Ecstasy feel

This how the Xanny feel

Watch how that motherfucker feel

Everything else, I can't fear

This is straight out of my ears

Gettin' that rich and that kale, schyeah

Bustin' that five, yeah

Poppin' out blues like a Crip

This how my lady feel

Then I go take her retail

Look at me out on the field

I might just come out of here

I'm on that vitamin E

I'm on a pint, schyeah

I'm in that bitch like, "Yeah"

Tell me how you feel now

Bitch, stop, get the motherfuckin'— ah, ha

And your friend tryna be me, yeah

Got a broad tryna braid my hair

And sing and sing like, yeah

I'm a dog, I'm a muh'fuckin bear

Got like ten hoes sittin' in the lair

Pour a drank and it turn me like a bear, schyeah

Got a vibe, tryna have affair

Got a opp, then I gave him a pair

Girl, leave me off yo' status, schyeah

[Chorus]

I got me a nice lil' bitch, I fuck that lil' ho on her B-day

I'ma walk on stage, my eyes turn red, yeah, fuck what she say

I hit on the E-way, bitch come in the G-Wagon

She wanna put on my chain, yeah, she wanna fuck on my DJ

Let it go, let it relay

Fucked her back, I don't do dates

All this money on a bih' like

Buy a Richard, a new Wraith

Oh, yeah, take my opps out, they can't do this

Crash out for the gang, yeah, crash out for a piss stain

How you talkin' 'bout bills?

I'm as high as it gets

Had you swishin' your hips, yeah, she God's gift

And I'm still over here, yeah, we still in the hills

Mean ass demeanour, mean ass demeanour

Mean ass demeanour, mean ass demeanour