New Tank

[Intro]
(Wake up, F1lthy)

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Yeah, I'm in the coupe with a cutter, yeah, sippin' on Wock' (What?)
Yeah, posted with my brother, yeah, he got a mop (What? Yeah)
Posted with my brother, yeah, he got a mop (What? Yeah)
Posted with my brother (Brother), yeah, he got a mop (What? Slatt)
Posted with my brother, yeah, he got a mop

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
I'm robbin' the bank (Bank, yeah)
I'm robbin' the bank (Bank, yeah)
I ride in the tank (Tank, yeah)
I ride in the tank (Tank, yeah)
My bitch, she got cake (Cake, what?)
My bitch, she got cake (Cake, what?)
Wе stay in the house, uh
Can't leavе out the place (Slatt, slatt)
I just caught a case (Slatt, what?)
Got dirt on my face (Slatt)
Got tats on my face (Slatt, slatt)
I'm servin' that base (Yeah)
I'm servin' that base (Base, yeah)
I'm servin' that base (Base, yeah)
I got me some thots (Thots, thots)
They thought I was gay (Slatt, woah)
Lamborghini parked outside, it's purple like lean (Woah, woah)
Lamborghini parked outside, it's purple like lean (Woah, yeah)
I'm tryna fuck on a thot and sip on some lean (Lean, blatt, what?)
I'm tryna fuck on a thot and sip on some lean (What?)
I love all my thots and codeine (Thots, codeine)
I love all my thots and codeine (Yeah, yeah)
I'm a rockstar, bitch, this what I bleed
Nigga tryna play me, I'ma make him bleed

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Yeah, I'm in the coupe with a cutter, yeah, sippin' on Wock' (What?)
Yeah, posted with my brother, yeah, he got a mop (What? What?)
Posted with my brother, yeah, he got a mop (What?)
Posted with my brother, yeah, he got a mop (What? Slatt)

[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
Strap, aim at your noodle, yes, yes
That's what amateurs do (Brra, brra)
Bitch, I'm a dog, bitch, I'm an animal, I'm out the zoo
I up the Glock, make 'em jump like hopscotch (Brra, brra)
Leave his ass sick like the flu
Bad bitches, need two, yeah
Don't trust him, he fool, yeah
Hangin' out the roof in Balenciaga shoes
Virgil Abloh on me too (Come on)
Fresh ass nigga, all these pest ass niggas
I'ma press that nigga, I'ma shoot (Boom)
I'm a vet ass nigga, a Patek ass nigga
Tryna find peace, Ron Artest ass nigga (Ayy)
They see blonde dreads, try and test that nigga (Sick 'em)
I'ma have to cardiac arrest a nigga (Sick 'em, sick 'em)
Do 'em dirty like Old Yeller (Yeah)
Money the age of an old fellow (Yeah, yeah)
Nicknamed my .45 Mayweather
It's a thot, it's a ho, a Hugh Hefner
Got the pot on the stove, super chef
I'm 2Pac with the juice, Makaveli
Hundred shots in the tool, battle-ready
Dunk on the bitch, I'm rim-rattle McGrady
Ice on your bitch in a tinted Mercedes (Uh-huh)
Dick so good, she started to pay me (Uh-huh)
I got the cup like I came from the '80s (Uh-huh)
There's white in my cup like I came from the '80s (Ayy)
You sittin' in coach with your bitch and your baby (Ayy)
I'm up in first with my first fuckin' lady (Ayy)
She been lovin' the way I been fuckin' her lately (Ayy)
Fuck around, fuck around, give her a baby (Ayy)