Outchea lyrics - Playboi Carti

Where the bad hoes from Tokyo?

With they bape on and they hair short

But my money long I don't say shit

I just pull up and they escort

Fuck a passport roll that Kush blunt

Get you higher than before

See the whole world with your eyes low

And your mouth closed you speechless (yeah)

She bend it back with no attitude

If this your girl then she creeping (damn)

Burn one and she gone (gone)

Burn two and I'm thrown (thrown)

Test drive that new whip (skrt)

Pull up too high in this bitch (bitch)

These white hoes love this pimp (this pimp)

They pops say stay from that nigga

Aye I'm sipping on this tea, getting lit (gettin' lit)

Chiefing on this tree (this tree), getting hit (gettin' hit)

Fuck all the cash I spend (all the cash)

I'm plotting on niggas tryna plot on my riches (ay)

I'm ducking from the bitches while I'm chasing these millions (ay)

Teenage dreams nigga hold on my feelings (Carti)

Fast life bitch, Nascar chilling

Catch me with my clique with a forty and a knit

With a Cannon on record cause I'm doing this shit

Aye doing this shit, outchea straight doing this shit

Catch me with my clique with a forty and a knit

With a Cannon on record cause I'm doing this shit

Aye doing this shit, outchea straight doing this shit

678 (ay)

Shrimp on my plate

But the bread on the way, freshly baked (ay)

I've been waiting all day (ay)

Now the clouds all grey

From blowing this haze (ay)

Niggas gon' hate

That's cool with me

I'm a flossy nigga

Cause talk is cheap and you a salty nigga

I can smell you B

It's Cartier

You can't fuck with me

Check my wrist bruh

Like what time it be