Playboi Carti – Home KOD Lyrics

Home (KOD) Lyrics by Playboi Carti

[Hook/Chorus]
Yeah
Daddy waiting for it
Bring that money home
Daddy waiting for it
Bring that money home
Daddy waiting for it
Bring that money home
Daddy waiting for it
Bring that money home
Daddy waiting for it
Bring that money home
Daddy waiting for it
Bring that money home
Daddy waiting for it
Bring that money home

[Verse 1]
She a loyal b—h
You gotta pay for those
She a spoiled lil b—h
I bought her all her clothes
You know I treat you good
I don’t wanna meet your hoes
I took you out the hood
I took you to my shows
We took a lot of pics
And now we look like goals, we tried some new things
We f—-d a couple hoes, changing mood swings
You got me on those, we getting back in
Walked through the back door, you had some surgeries
But it’s a fact though, you like the cash girl
You helped the cash grow
You driving lambos, with some leg room
Girl I’m waiting on you
Bring that bag home (ooh)

[Verse 2]
She don’t play with b—–s, she don’t play with hoes
Yeah she wit the s–t, she might kill a hoe
Get this hit by Carti?, Yeah my b—h on go
When she on that molly, anything goes
She was in Miami, on a f—–g boat
With some ball players
She left them n—-s broke
She said “text my phone”
Tell me I’m alone
I respond back
When you coming home?
She respond back
I was in my zone
The money kind of on
The money kind of on
Hold up, what you talking bout, come here
Girl I’m waiting on you
Bring that bag home

Home (KOD) Lyrics by Playboi Carti

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