00Cactus [Extended Edit] (feat. Travis Scott) lyrics

[Intro: Playboi Carti]
(Ambezza)
Uh, mmh

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti & Travis Scott]
Uh, Double O, Cactus
Uh, I go crazy every time, Double O, Cac'
f*ck a white b*tch, the basic kind, Double O, Cac'
She throw that TEC, she blowin' minds, hol' up
Uh, no seatbelts (Ooh), just hittin' lines, hol' up (f*ck it, no)
I keep her goin' for some miles (Woah), hol' up
b*tch, I'm a problem child (Du-du-du)
Homixide, we goin' wild (She gon' suck it), hol' up
Better keep that whole lot (Ooh)
Uh, Cayenne truck the whole lot, Cayenne (Ha)
Uh, hit this, then I rolled up (f*ck it)

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Can't get no love, I'm heartless (Yeah)
I'm still gon' f*ck her regardless (Ayy, shh)
Up top, they made me a target (Target)
Had a price, the price and a bargain (Target)
And the living room big like department (Yeah)
In the basement, it's bigger than Carnage (Ayy)
In the gardens, so big, I go farm it (Ooh, ayy)
It remind me, this sh*t never garnish (Let's go)
I like her lips sealed like my Actavis (Act)
She gon' pop that sh*t for real, ain't no practicin' (Pew-pew)
I flew that woe right out of London, but she African (Thick)
If I turn up, it's on purpose, not no accident (It's lit)
If it's not about a dollar, f*ck a convo
Just popped a Adderall, I got that pronto (Ooh)
Just popped the perky too (f*ck it), yeah, like the Devil does (No)
I shoot to shoot, get you a combo (Du-du-du)
That b*tch my favorite, she gon' suck me in the top zone (Suck it)
I displaced my AP, now I'm wonderin', "Where my time go?"
I spare my opp (Woo), burn 'em like fronto
Strip club, I make it rain, like f*ck a poncho (Strippy)
[Verse 3: Playboi Carti]
Uh, Double O, Cactus
Uh, I go crazy every time, Double O, Cac'
f*ck a white b*tch, the basic kind, Double O, Cac'
She throw that TEC, she blowin' minds, hol' up
Uh, no seatbelts (Ooh), just hittin' lines, hol' up (f*ck it, no)
I keep her goin' for some miles (Woah), hol' up
b*tch, I'm a problem child (Du-du-du)
Homixide, we goin' wild (She gon' suck it), hol' up
Better keep that whole lot (Ooh)
Uh, Cayenne truck the whole lot, Cayenne (Ha)
Double O, Cac'
f*ck a white b*tch, the basic kind, Double O, Cac'
She throw that TEC, she blowin' minds, hol' up
Uh, no seatbelts (Ooh), just hittin' lines, hol' up (f*ck it, no)
I keep her goin' for some miles (Woah), hol' up
b*tch, I'm a problem child (Du-du-du)

[Outro: Playboi Carti & Travis Scott]
Double O, Cactus
She gon' suck it (Ooh)