Playboi Carti – 2024 Lyrics | LyricsRock

2024 Lyrics : The song “2024” sung by Playboi Carti is a brand-new addition to the English music, featured in the album “Music”. Lyrics of this song are written by Playboi Carti and music for this track was produced by Kanye West.

Playboi Carti - 2024 Lyrics | LyricsRock

2024 Song Details
Singer : Playboi Carti
Album : Music
Lyrics : Playboi Carti, Kanye West, Raul Cubina, Mark Williams
Music : Kanye West, Ojivolta, Earl on the Beat

2024 Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, you came back and you failed, uh
Second place, can’t be in my face, oh, nah
Deep pockets, they think I’m rockin’ Chanel
Fat wallet, lil’ b*tch, you know I got here
Out of product, give it to b*tch, Chanel
I’m crimson horns, baby, I’m from hell
Southside, I was in Riverdale
Off a molly, that two-tone pill
Rich ni*ga with all these f*ckin’ girls
He next, I put him on the mural
She’s next, I told her she my girl
Oh, you like that? (Oh, you like that? Oh, you like that?)
Hahaha (Oh, you like that?), yeah (Oh, you like that?)
(Oh, you like that? Oh, you like that?) Oh

Uh, put ’em on the news or somethin’ (Schyeah)
Put ’em on the news (Ha, sa)
Put ’em on the news or somethin’ (Schyeah)
Put ’em on the news (Ah), yeah
Put ’em on the news or somethin’ (Schyeah)
Put ’em on the news (Ah), yeah
Put ’em on the news or somethin’ (Schyeah)
Put ’em on the news (Ah)
Put ’em on the news or somethin’ (Wassup)
Put ’em on the news (‘Sup)
Put ’em on the news or somethin’ (Wassup)
Put ’em on the news (‘Sup)
Put ’em on the news or somethin’ (Wassup)
Put ’em on the news (Let’s go)

2024, MUSIC, oh, oh
Put ’em on the news or somethin’
I’m evil like Luci’ son
A whole lotta b*tches be hatin’ on me ’cause I got all the bunnies
Had to fall back with my last b*tch ’cause she was just playin’ with my lil’ time
I’m travelin’ the world like the pope, bringin’ the praises right to my son
Shawty, you gotta be canceled, you make me feel some type way
And no, I can’t be canceled ’cause you feel some type way, uh, uh
I’m in the lane, ándale, ándale, ándale
Uh, I’ma keep killin’ these hoes, they f*ckin’ on my man
Pink in my cup like a brain, sippin’ on zombie
Bust the hoe, do my braids, then I go hungry
I’m cookin’ up like Montay, b*tches on me (DJ Montay)
I told her, “The glove don’t fit, I’m feelin’ like O.J”
The gun’s in my pocket and I leave with OJ
Ooh, .24s in the socket, got me feelin’ like Kobe, R.I.P., uh
All my boys, they strapped up, don’t try shit
Walk into the party, b*tch, we all narcissists
Haha, oh, you like that? Yeah (Whatchu say Guap?)
Uh, oh, you like that? Yeah, yeah
(Oh, you like that?) Oh

Uh, put ’em on the news or somethin’
Put ’em on the news, ha
Put ’em on the news or somethin’, woah
Put ’em on the news, ha
Put ’em on the news or somethin’, woah
Put ’em on the news, ha
Put ’em on the news or somethin’, woah
Put ’em on the news, ha
Put ’em on the news or somethin’, hol’ up
Put ’em on the news, gang, ha
Put ’em on the news, ha
Put ’em on the news, yeah
Put ’em on the news, ha

Oh, hahaha, schyeah

2024 (Music Video)