Magnolia

Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?

In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock (Rock, sock)

Runnin' from an opp, then I shoot at opp (Opp, opp)

And I'm on the block, and I'm on the block (What? What? What? What?)

In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock (Hello, what?)

Hide it in my sock, sellin' that rerock (What? What? What? What? What? What? What?)

In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock (Whoa, whoa)

Used to sell rerock, runnin' from the cops (What? Whoa)

Shootin' at the opps (Whoa, whoa)

Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?

Shootin' at the opps, 'cause I run they block (What? What?)

Gimme top, in my drop top (Top)

All these hoes gon' flock, when I drop (Flock, flock, drop, drop)

All these hoes gon' flock, when I drop (Flock, flock, drop, drop)

All these hoes gon' flock, when I drop (Flock, flock, drop, drop)

Woo, woo, woo, woo

Woo, woo, woo, woo

All these hoes want cash, all these hoes want bags

Fuckin' on yo' bitch, uh, I'm her dad (Yeah)

All these **** sound like cats, sound like cats

I'm a soldier, damn, I thought I told you (What?)

Shootin' like a soldier like I'm from Magnolia (What?)

All these ****, all these foes (What?)

Big bank, never fold (What?)

Sippin' Act', feel that shit slowly (Hello)

Bitches, on me, say she like my clothes (What? Yeah)

I'm in London, Young Carti global (What? What?)

Designer is on me, call it dirty laundry

All these bitches want Young Carti, Young Carti (What? Yeah)

Aye, young Carti, Young Carti (What?)

Young Carti, Young Carti (Yeah)

All of your bitches, they loose, all of your bitches, they loose (Huh, huh)

All of my bitches, they rich, and they stay rockin' that Rick (Huh, huh)

Rich rich, Cash Carti bitch, rich bitch

Got a rich clique, I'm suckin' on the clit

She suckin' on the dick (Yeah)

Gave that ho a tip, told her buy some kicks (Yeah, ooh)

Then I brush my teeth, hop up in a whip (What? What?)

Glocky in the whip, glocky in the whip (Skrrt, yeah)

And I'm cocky, fuckin' on a thotty

She just wanna plot me, bitch can't stop me

I'm ridin' in a Mazi, this ain't even my Mazi (What? Nah)

Hope that's not yo' thotty, yo' bitch look like a auntie (What? What?)

Walked in with Ashanti (What?)

Damn, that look like 'Shanti, damn, that look like Carti (What? Yeah)

I think that be Young Carti

Heard he spent a hunnid on a fuckin' watch piece, that's filthy

In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock (What? What?)

Runnin' from an opp, then I shoot at opp (What? What?)

And I'm on the block, and I'm on the block (Hello, what?)

In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock (What? What?)

Hide it in my sock, sellin' that rerock (Sock, rerock)

What? What? What? What? What?

In New York I Milly Rock, hide it in my sock (What? What?)

Used to sell rerock, uh, running from the cops, uh

Shootin' at these opps

Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?