POP OUT Lyrics – Playboi Carti

Read the full POP OUT lyrics by Playboi Carti along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Playboi Carti’s music, you can also explore CRUSH and COCAINE NOSE, two other songs by Playboi Carti.

[Intro: Playboi Carti & DJ Swamp Izzo]
Schyeah
Ayy, Swamp
Swamp Izzo, hahaha

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
Uh, I can’t come to your party, I might come just to hurt ya (Schyeah, schyeah)
Riding in a new body, all of my hoes are murderers (Schyeah, schyeah)
I just painted her face, now she part of the circus (Schyeah, schyeah)
I just bought that Hublot, I ain’t scratch the surface (Schyeah, schyeah)
Every time we pop out, got them b!tches thirsty (Schyeah, schyeah)
Pop-out (Pop), pop (Schyeah, schyeah)
Pop-out (Pop), schyeah (Schyeah, schyeah)
Pop, uh (Pop), pop (Pop)
Pop (Schyeah), pop
Pop-out (Schyeah), pop (Schyeah, schyeah)
(Ayy, schyeah, fu*k you)

[Verse: Playboi Carti]
Uh, all black mag, yeah (Ayy, ayy), all black bags, schyeah, yeah
Break his face, yeah, get him dead, yeah (Swerve)
Fu*k ’em all, yeah (Swerve), tat’ my face, yeah (Swerve)
Eat her pu*sy (Swerve), say my grace, yeah (Swerve)
In the brand new Wraith and it’s all red (Ayy), yeah
All my b!tches party, yeah, they off that, yeah
Off a Perc’, yeah, out my shirt, yeah
“He’s a jerk”, yeah, been a jerk, uh
Model ho, yeah, she d!ck jerk, yeah
I’m a reject, but I’m still turnt, yeah
Push the fu*king dash ’til I see dirt, yeah

[Chorus: Playboi Carti]
I can’t come to your party, I might come just to hurt ya (Schyeah)
Riding in a new body, all of my hoes are murderers (Schyeah)
I just painted her face, now she part of the circus (Schyeah)
I just bought that Hublot, I ain’t scratch the surface (Schyeah)
Every time we pop out, got them b!tches thirsty (Schyeah)

Pop-out, pop (Schyeah, pop)
Pop-out (Pop), schyeah (Schyeah)
Pop, uh (Swamp Izzo), pop, yeah
Pop, pop (Schyeah)
Pop-out, pop (Schyeah)

[Outro: Playboi Carti & DJ Swamp Izzo]
Ayy, Swamp
What up, baby boy?
These fu*k n!ggas ain’t learned yet
I’m really in this motherfu*ker with this n!gga right now, on my momma (Hahahaha), haha
Pop out, pop
(Pop)
(Pop)
(Pop)
(Pop)
(Ahh)