Testo di 'Medusa' di Playboi Carti

(Wake up, F1lthy)
Uh, and I ride with a cooler
Uh, I fucked on medusa
Yeah, I came with sticks, yea yea
That cutta will do you, yeah
I up at the opp yeah, yeah
This bitch can't fool me, yeah
I shoot at your body, yeah yeah
I shoot at yo shoe, yeah
I'm take off yo head, yeah yeah
I take off yo doola, yea
I pop me a X, yeah yeah
And now it's a boof

It's opium gang, you know (yeah, okay)
It's opium gang you know yah
You can get stained for sure, yeah
Stay in your lane for sure, yeah
Blow out your brain for sure, yeah
Aim at the opp for sure, yeah
Ready to aim for sure, yeah
I got a plane on my neck, huh
I f*cked that bitch in a jet, huh
I got these diamonds so wet, huh
I can go run up a check, yeah
I got these hoes goin' wild, huh
I got these hoes goin' wild, huh
I'm f*cking all these hoes, hoe
Like it's goin' out of style, huh, what?

It's a vibe, huh
Every time I pop back, huh huh
Shit start sliding, huh
When them guns pop out, yuh yuh
We some killers, huh
What you talkin' bout? Yuh yuh
Fuck em all, huh
Bring they ass out, huh
Me and filthy yuh, I'm getting filthy yuh
Too much money yuh, this shit so filthy yuh
Fuck these niggas, you would turn into a victim yuh
No fucks given yuh, no fucks given, yuh yuh