Magnolia lyrics

Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?

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

Running from an opp, and I shoot at opp (what)

And I'm on the block (what, what, what)

And I'm on the block (what)

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

Hide it in my sock (what) selling that rerock (what, what, what, what, what)

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

Used to sell rerock, running from the cops

Shooting at the opps (Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?)

Shooting at the opps, cause I run they block

Gimme top (top) in my drop-top

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

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

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

Woo, woo, woo, woo

Woo, woo, woo, woo

All these hoes want cash, all these hoes want bags

Fucking on yo' bitch, uh, I'm her dad

All these niggas sound like cash (sound like cash)

I'm a soldier, damn, I thought I told you

Shootin' like a soldier, like I'm from Magnolia

All these, niggas, always, fold

Big, bank, never, fold

Sippin, Act', fill that shit slowly

Bitches, on me, say she like my clothing

I'm in London, Young Carti global

Designer is on me, call it dirty laundry

All these bitches want Young Carti, Young Carti (yeah)

Ay, Young Carti, Young Carti (what)

Young Carti, Young Carti (yeah)

All of your bitches they loose

All of your bitches they loose

All of my bitches they rich

And they stay rockin' that Rick

What, what, huh, what, what, huh

Rich, rich, Cash Carti, bitch

Rich, bitch, got a rich clique

I'm suckin' on the clit, she suckin' on the dick

Give that hoe a tip, told her "Buy some kicks"

Then I brush my teeth, pop up in a whip

Glocky in the whip, glocky in the whip

And I'm cocky, fuckin' on a thotty

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

I'm riding in a Mazi, this ain't even my Mazi

Oh, that's not yo' thottie, yo' bitch look like a aunty

Walked in with Ashanti, damn, that look like Shanti

Damn, that look like Carti, I think dat be Young Carti

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

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

Running from an opp, then I shoot at opp

And I'm on the block

And I'm on the block

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

Hide in my sock, selling that rerock

What, what, what, what, what

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

Use to sell rerock, running from the cops

Shooting at the opps, you know what I'm sayin'?

Yo, Pierre, you wanna come out here?

Bitch ass nigga, fuck that nigga man!

• Artist:Playboi Carti