She Got On Stilettos Lyrics – Playboi Carti

Song Details:- Presenting you “She Got On Stilettos Lyrics” written by Playboi Carti. The name of this song is Sky sung by Playboi Carti.

She Got On Stilettos Lyrics

What? What? What? What?
I’m so high, man, I can’t even feel s**t

I told my boy go roll like (What?) ten blunts for me (Alright)
I told my boy go roll like (What?) ten blunts for me
I’m trying to get high til’ (What?) I can’t feel nothing (Woah)
I’m trying to get high til’ (What?) I can’t feel nothing (Woah)
I can fall out the sky and I still won’t feel nothing (Slatt, slatt)
I can fall out the sky and I still won’t feel nothing
I’m way too high (Yeah, what?), woah woah (Damn)
I’m way too high, woah woah
I’m way too high (Yeah, what?), woah woah (Yeah)
I’m way too high (Yeah, yeah), woah woah
I’m way too high (Woah)

Wake up (Yeah, wake up)
It’s the first of the month (Slatt, slatt)
I brush my teeth and count up (Woah, what, slatt)
I let my b^^ch roll my blunt (Woah, slatt)
I’m bout to dirty my cup (Woah, what?)
Pour up some lean and get stuck (Pour it up)
I make her scream when we fk (Slatt, scream) I don’t drive R8s, I don’t like those I drive the Daytona and I tinted the windows (What?) Can’t fk with nobody, not even my shadow
I got on Ed Hardy, she got on stilettos
She my best friend, yeah we not a couple (Slatt)
She a rockstar, she a sex symbol
The way she do that st, she make it look simple (What? What?) The way she do that st, she make it look simple (What? What?)
Baby, tell me what you wanna do (Yeah, what? What?)
Baby, tell me everybody you screw (Yeah, yeah)
Tell me everybody you touched in this room (Ooh, ooh)
I gotta know who you fk, fked in this room (Ooh, what? What?)
I gotta know who you fked in this room (Huh, oh) I gotta know who you fked in this room (Yeah)

Can’t trust no b^^ch (What? Yeah), can’t trust these n^^gas (Bih)
In love with my money, in love with my pistols
In love with my b^^ch, I think she my b^^ch (Woah, bih)
I know she suck d^^k, I know she not st (Woah, what?) I been thinking ’bout it, finna cut off that b^^ch (What? What?) She don’t cook, she don’t clean, but she want Ruth Chris (What? What?) I don’t even like to hug (What? What?), I don’t even like to kiss I just pat her on the as, and tell her “Good st”
I just walked in my pad (Slatt), paparazzi at the fence
I’m ’bout to pour up some red (Red)
And shawty gon’ roll up some st (What?, slatt, slatt) And shawty gon’ roll up some st (Slatt)
I’m ’bout to pour up some red (What?)
And shawty gon’ roll up some s*t (What?)

I told my boy go roll like (What?) ten blunts for me (Alright)
I told my boy go roll like (What?) ten blunts for me
I’m trying to get high til’ (What?) I can’t feel nothing (Woah)
I’m trying to get high til’ (What?) I can’t feel nothing (Woah)
I can fall out the sky and I still won’t feel nothing (Slatt, slatt)
I can fall out the sky and I still won’t feel nothing
I’m way too high (Yeah, what?), woah woah (Damn)
I’m way too high, woah woah
I’m way too high (Yeah, what?), woah woah (Yeah)
I’m way too high (Yeah, yeah), woah woah
I’m way too high (Woah)

What? What? What? What?
I’m so high man, I can’t even feel s**t

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