Playmakers (feat. JFerm)
GG Xak
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I got Mikey whipped out my show Having too much motion to beef with these niggas Roll me a wood and get high, I don't speak to these niggas Cop you the way but won't beat me, lil' nigga Making plays everyday, just don't speak on a nigga I just bought me a drink, nigga. Play with my cake, you gon' eat it, lil' nigga Feel like a hoe that got options, we leavin' the nigga on game I'm just laughing my way to the bank, make a move in this hoe We gon' play, niggas swearing they like that We know that they ain't on f*ck with these niggas We gay, my young nigga clutching his pistol He ready to spray, nigga. Playing, get shot in the face I'ma throw up DGs everyday to the gray Got these hoes on my dick, I hear stalking my past These niggas don't get me, they just can't relate Catch an opp out of bounds, burn his ass like some sage I love getting high, smoking woods to the face Put my pan in this hoe, it's gon' take it away If I'm gay, I'm in this bitch a lil' fern Freaky bitch on my phone, yeah, she get on my nerves Yeah, we got what you need, but you know it could serve I don't f*ck with these bitches, that shit for the verse Nigga thinking shit sweet, catch his ass in the verse I'm on the hill, sell a pass to a nurse Catch his ass for a verse, slide down the block, leave his ass on the curb My lil' nigga ain't talk about shit, he be feeling like bird Hell no, young nigga bleak, so just give him the words Some shots at your team, make them niggas burst Made a play, I get trapped after six controls They don't know how it feel when you lose your bro How it feel to be down on your ass, go run up a bed, go get you some dough Don't know how it feel to go kick down the door I'd rather go punch on the clock than be sitting down dead ass broke These niggas ain't real, they're dead ass dope They fiending for pussy, that's gon' be the reason they die by a hoe Hell no, I can't die by a bitch I'm taking the phone, she hop in the wood. I ain't dropping that love cause I'm popping this shit Put a beam on the gun and I'm dropping this shit I really got too many options, this shit I just win and hit me in new types of the bitch Pockets on buff like a ox in this bitch. I can put up the guns with a box in this bitch No, he don't want to punch. Money too long, it don't fold in the crunch Shoot a three at the buzzer, all niggas I'm clutch Been packing these niggas up just like a lunch I ain't blowing OG, bitch, I'm rolling up runs Catching pics through the mail like my last name was blunt Touching back with the kick like it's fourth on the punt Been popping my shit like my daddy, you know I'm a stunt Ball that hard like Kareem on the hunt It ain't really no nigga I trust New pack through the mail, this shit must Spent once, double back, that's a must Been breaking these niggas like Chris I been popping, I can't be a bust If a nigga run up, I'm a bust All my money all my money all my money all my money
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