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Mess, oh my god, mess (yeah, what?)
Mess, oh my god, mess (what? What? What? Yeah)
Oh my god, mess (what? Yeah)
Mmm (what? Yeah, what? Yeah)
Slatt, yeah, slatt (what? Yeah)
When you feel like this (what?)
Can’t nobody tell you nothin’ (what? Yeah)
When you feel like this (what? What? Yeah)
Can’t nobody tell you nothin’ (what? What? What?)
When you feel like this
Can’t nobody tell you nothin’ (what? What? What? Feel it)
When you feel like this
Can’t nobody tell you nothin’
Can’t nobody tell you nothin’
Can’t nobody tell me nothin’ (Playboi Carti, go)
Yeah, yeah, I feel like God, yeah (oh my god)
Yeah, I feel like God, yeah (feel like God)
I feel like God (slatt, slatt, slatt, go)
Put my glasses on, I can’t see these shorties (what? Slatt)
Put my glasses on, I can’t see these shorties (yeah)
I’m in the twilight zone, nowhere near these fellas
I’m in the twilight zone, nowhere near these fellas
They can’t understand me, I’m talkin’ hieroglyphics (yeah)
They can’t understand me, I’m talkin’ hieroglyphics
I feel like Morpheus (what? What?), I feel like Morpheus (what? What?)
I got my whole gang on some other mess
I done changed my swag (swag, swag, what? What?)
Metamorphosis (yeah), metamorphosis (oh, yeah)
Metamorphosis (oh, yeah), metamorphosis (oh, yeah)
Metamorphosis, metamorphosis, metamorphosis
I had to change my whole swag, I’m on some other mess (okay)
I got me a new shorty, she on other mess (what else?)
And if that shorty go out bad, she on punishment (let’s go)
Why the heck I gotta remind you that I run this mess? (Why?)
Why the heck I gotta remind you that I run this mess? (Why?)
Why the heck I gotta remind you that I run this mess? (What?)
I thought I’d been told you that I run this mess
Yeah, yeah, yeah (slatt)
Yeah (slatt), yeah
When you feel like this (yeah)
Can’t nobody tell you nothin’ (let’s go, slatt)
When you feel like this (let’s go)
Can’t nobody tell you nothin’ (let’s go, what? Yeah)
When you feel like this (let’s go)
Can’t nobody tell you nothin’ (let’s go, yeah)
When you feel like this (slatt)
Can’t nobody tell you nothin’ (okay)
Can’t nobody tell you nothin’ (what? Yeah, yeah)
Can’t nobody tell me nothin’ (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah I feel like God, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I feel like God, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I feel like God (Carti, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh, as the king and the queens gather the cheese
No fees, you count the bodies
Jeez, runnin’ the streets
Told all my opps, “All my life, it’s been troublesome things” (yeah)
We can go faster, chapters, won’t hold back
Fellas see where we at
All of my mess with my goonies, a team
Some mess always seen, I’m ready for action (yeah)
Keep it goin’ (watch me blow it)
Can we, can we keep it, keep it goin’? It’s live, ya shorty (yeah)
Forget them fellas, they annoyin’ (they annoyin’), get it
Tell them weak ones we ain’t slowin’, nah, nah, no flex, hah (nah)
Get some relief (hey), spark up the leaf
Call up my crew, we live out our dreams, hey
God 

Playboi Carti rage trap, opium plugg, auto-tuned chaotic flex rap, heavy 808s, slatt adlibs, god-like energy