Playboi Carti - CHARGE DEM HOES A FEE (Sped Up) ft. Future

Lyrics: (Wheezy outta here) Woah, woah (808 Mafia), woah, woah (Woah), woah (Woah), ski (ski) Wide body on the Lambo kit Wide body, woah-woah (Woah) Wide body on the Lambo kit (Slatt, slatt) Wide body, woah (Slatty, woah, woah) Feel like fuckin' these rackies off Your ho fuckin' a rapper (Woah, woah) Your ho been fuckin' a trapper Your ho been fuckin' a trapper I don't get into the chatter, huh Pimpin' ain't dead, they cappin' She worship a nigga, I'm havin' it Ask me how it feel, tycoon Too many hundreds, can't fit in the room Blue room (Shh), we goin' up, balloon Went past the trenches and went to the moon Givenchy, Givenchy from 2002 Pretty lil' model run straight through the crew Jumpin' in Prada, bitch tyin' my shoe Take off her mink on the Patek, she goated That throat is a GOAT, you know how it go Charge them hoes a fee (Woah) Charge them hoes a fee (Woah, woah, woah) Charge them hoes a fee (Woah, woah, woah) Charge them hoes a fee Charge them hoes a fee Charge them hoes a fee (Woah, woah) Charge them hoes a fee (Woah, woah) Charge them hoes (Woo, woah) Woah Landin' off (Rrr) Uh Uh Wrapped 'round her arm, uh-uh Uh Woah, woah Uh Uh Big park, hey, woah, woah Charge them hoes a fee Charge them hoes a fee (Charge, charge) Charge them hoes a fee (Charge) Charge them hoes, woah (Charge) Don't do dumb shit, yeah, don't do dumb shit Don't do chicken shit, yeah, don't do cow shit Charge them hoes a fee (Woah) Charge them hoes a fee (Charge, charge) Charge them hoes a fee (Charge) Charge them hoes, woah (Charge) Don't do horse shit, yeah, don't do horse shit Poppin' mad shit, yeah, poppin' mad shit, yeah (Drivin' through the city, lookin' for a Henchman, hah, charge) Drivin' through the city, lookin' for a what? I'll put his head in the bag (Hah) I stay blammin', yeah, that's me But he don't know I got a mans (Hah) Gen5 came with the TEC (Hah) New Gen5 with the tags (Ah) I was born ready, ho, red flag (Hah) It was already up, it been there (Hah, hah) All my hoes on the Roxies (Hah, hah) All my hoes on the Roxies (Hah, hah) All my hoes on the Roxies (Hah, hah) Jump out the coupe, I'ma hit 'em, I dead 'em All of these hundreds, can't believe I'm a felon There go my shooter, you know I'm rebellin' Call up my vibe, she handle my weapon Charge my ho a fee (Woah) Charge my ho a— (Woah, woah) Charge my ho a fee Charge my ho a fee (Yeah, yeah) Charge my ho a fee (Yeah, yeah) Charge my ho a— (Yeah, yeah) Charge my ho a fee (Schyeah) Yeah, ain't talkin' publishin', I paid the dues with my G's (Straight up) Hermès trays and Cartier sprays, I got a whole case for the plane (Woah) Ain't no budget, I'm buggin', David say, "You spent twelve million on the stage just to rage" That's just play money, ain't even playin' Still remain, I'm Blocka La Flame Ain't chargin' the game, I'm chargin' that ho a fee Charge them hoes a fee Charge them hoes a fee (Charge, charge, yeah) Charge them hoes a fee (Charge) Charge them hoes, woah (Charge) Don't do dumb shit, yeah, don't do dumb shit Don't do chicken shit, yeah, don't do cow shit Charge them hoes a fee (Woah) Charge them hoes a fee (Charge, charge) Charge them hoes a fee (Charge) Charge them hoes, woah (Charge) Don't do horse shit, yeah, don't do horse shit Poppin' mad shit, yeah, poppin' mad shit #playboicarti #music #spedup