2024 Lyrics – Playboi Carti: Presenting the lyrics of the song “2024” sung by Playboi Carti. The producer of this song is Ojivolta, Earl on the Beat & Kanye West.
2024 Lyrics – Playboi Carti
Yeah, yeah, you came back and you failed, uh
Second place, can’t be in my face, oh, nah
Deep pockets, they think I’m rockin’ Chanel
Fat wallet, lil’ bitch, you know I got here
Out of product, give it to bitch, Chanel
I’m growin’ me some horns, baby, I’m from hell
Southside, I was in Riverdale
Off a molly, that two-tone pill
Rich nigga with all these fuckin’ girls
He next, I put him on the mural
She’s next, I told her she my girl
Oh, you like that? (Oh, you like that? Oh, you like that?)
Hahaha (Oh, you like that?), yeah (Oh, you like that?)
(Oh, you like that? Oh, you like that?) OhUh, put ’em on the news or somethin’ (Schyeah)
Put ’em on the news (Ha, sa)
Put ’em on the news or somethin’ (Schyeah)
Put ’em on the news (Ah), yeah
Put ’em on the news or somethin’ (Schyeah)
Put ’em on the news (Ah), yeah
Put ’em on the news or somethin’ (Schyeah)
Put ’em on the news (Ah)
Put ’em on the news or somethin’ (Wassup)
Put ’em on the news (‘Sup)
Put ’em on the news or somethin’ (Wassup)
Put ’em on the news (‘Sup)
Put ’em on the news or somethin’ (Wassup)
Put ’em on the news (Let’s go)2024, MUSIC, oh, oh
Put ’em on the news or somethin’
I’m evil like Luci’ son
A whole lotta bitches be hatin’ on me ’cause I got all the bunnies
Had to fall back with my last bitch ’cause she was just playin’ with my lil’ time
I’m travelin’ the world like the pope, bringin’ the praises right to my son
Shawty, you gotta be canceled, you make me feel some type way
And no, I can’t be canceled ’cause you feel some type way, uh, uh
I’m in the lane, ándale, ándale, ándale
Uh, I’ma keep killin’ these hoes, they fuckin’ on my man
Pink in my cup like a brain, sippin’ on zombie
Bust the hoe, do my braids, then I go hungry
I’m cookin’ up like Montay, bitches on me (DJ Montay)
I told her, “The glove don’t fit, I’m feelin’ like O.J”
The gun’s in my pocket and I leave with OJ
Ooh, .24s in the socket, got me feelin’ like Kobe, R.I.P., uh
All my boys, they strapped up, don’t try shit
Walk into the party, bitch, we all narcissists
Haha, oh, you like that? Yeah (Whatchu say Guap?)
Uh, oh, you like that? Yeah, yeah
(Oh, you like that?) OhUh, put ’em on the news or somethin’
Put ’em on the news, ha
Put ’em on the news or somethin’, woah
Put ’em on the news, ha
Put ’em on the news or somethin’, woah
Put ’em on the news, ha
Put ’em on the news or somethin’, woah
Put ’em on the news, ha
Put ’em on the news or somethin’, hol’ up
Put ’em on the news, gang, ha
Put ’em on the news, ha
Put ’em on the news, yeah
Put ’em on the news, haOh, hahaha, schyeah
Playboi Carti – 2024 Song Details
Song: 2024
Singer: Playboi Carti
Album: Music
Produced by: Ojivolta, Earl on the Beat & Kanye West