Srt Lyrics

[Intro: Playboi Carti]
Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that? (Okay)
Okay

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Brand new SRT (SRT, okay, check it out, okay)
Brand new SRT (Oh, oh, okay, huh, yeah)
Big ass FN right in the backseats (Okay, yeah)
Can't fit this gun in my holster (Yeah, check it out, slatt)
And I got my blade, yeah, I might poke ya (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Messed up his face like the Joker
These hoes not shit, they get over (Okay)
She can't come here, she can't come over

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
I got off that shit 'cause I got older
Chrome Hearts, bitch, I'm colder
Came a long way from rockin' Dolce
She came a long way, yeah, and I told her (Slatt)
I'm on the backstreets in Atlanta, Georgia (Slatt)
These racks all on me, I cannot hold ya'
The SRT smell like California
I drive that motherf*cker like it's stolen (Okay)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti & Lil Uzi Vert]
Brand new SRT (SRT, okay, check it out, okay)
Brand new SRT (Oh, oh, okay, huh, yeah)
Big ass FN right in the backseats (Okay, yeah)
Can't fit this gun in my holster (Yeah, check it out, slatt)
And I got my blade, yeah, I might poke ya (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Messed up his face like the Joker
These hoes not shit, they get over (They not shit)
She can't come here, she can't come over (She can't come over)

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
Let's go, Daytona on my seats (On my seat), uh
Pull up, skrrt, brand new SRT (SRT, yeah)
Yeah, I run through them M's, I spent about three (I spent about three, ayy, ayy, ayy, woah) Oversize, I stack my jeans (I stack my, my, my jeans, yeah, ayy)
She tryna have my baby to mix my genes (Tryna mix my genes, yeah, nah)
But, no, I cannot make no thot my queen (Can't make no thot my queen, yeah)
You wasn't around when I couldn't afford Supreme (You wasn't around, woah)
I just popped two, bitch, I'm beamin' (Oh, woah)
You can have her, I won't keep it (At all)
You is too negative, no, I don't need it (I don't, uh)
I knew that I was the man since I was 3'6" (Since I was 3'6")
Now when I stand on my money, taller than a tree, bitch (Yeah, yeah, woah)
Brand new SRT (SRT, yeah)
Yeah, brand new SRT (Brand new SRT)
I can't pull up with no two-seats, we too deep (We too deep)
I can't do no Challenger, Charger for me (SRT), yeah
(Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti & Lil Uzi Vert]
Okay, brand new SRT (SRT, okay, check it out, okay)
Brand new SRT (Oh, oh, okay, huh, yeah)
Big ass FN right in the backseats (Okay, yeah)
Can't fit this gun in my holster (My holster, yeah, check it out, slatt)
And I got my blade, yeah, I might poke ya (Poke ya', blatt, blatt, blatt)
Messed up his face like the Joker (The Joker)
These hoes not shit, they get over (Get over, okay)
She can't come here, she can't come over (She can't come over)

[Outro: Lil Uzi Vert]
Uh, uh, yeah
Brand new SRT, yeah, what?
Brand new SRT, yeah, what?
Brand new SRT, brr

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