Lyrics:
shoot a few birds down
Nigga I'm a vulture &
They're just canary clowns
How they got fans, to me? Is mind
Boggling, I'm extremely good with rap
They know
Kim and Timbaland niggas shit ya drawers (Come on)
Special delivery for you and yours (Now)
I rep for bitches he rep for boys (Uh ha)
If you rep for
cars and houses
Money by the thousands, it’s handled by accountants
Just think, whatever this covers, just know I found it
The flow so well rounded, my
just began
You ain't cool (Hehehehe)
I see you gazed at the sun (At the sun)
Blinded by the blessings from the one (One)
Gassed up bars from a noxious
It's this 1 thing that caught me slippin
It's this 1 thing that caught me slippin
He still know what it's like
The hunt hasn't yet passed him by
He frets about a day yet where AI set to aid and abet
The highest vets kept in line via threats of SkyNet
Chaos and creativity of man destroyed; devoid
through the fog playmates are locked
Playboys lay wake and stay draped in smog
Play hates get raped and baptized in loss
Action reaction pre-action see
playboys
I try to build, you try to destroy
Who he? Nah he just a D-boy
I am the ploy, he the decoy
With me, you should never be coy
2020, this a winner
I just got paid on a Friday uh Night
And my pockets is looking mad Tight
And the girls come to me every Night
With the guap Give you taste A lil Bite
I don't really know who I am
I'm just trying to heal, hold my hand (yeh)
Never really had a friend but my lady is a ten
And I never got no advance
I
I need like 10 playboy bunnies by the afternoon
I need you , yo momma poppin pussy like a few balloons
Out in a Punta Cana for my bday that was back
Boyz II Men to the End of the Road
Yo we boys to the end never been in the cold
You got me, I got you till our souls grow old
He shot you, he shot me,
at other guys, only got eyes for me,
I got a right to be jealous cause she's a sight to see,
I like her sty', she knows ain't no lying to me,
it might just
Oh that's Playboy Flexx on the beat
Huh
At times I feel like I'm on top of the world
And at times I feel like I'm in a pit
Don't matter what city
Close the fuckin windows
I'm trying to sleep
Yesterday happened some sick shit
(What happen?)
First a freak fuck
A tattoo maniac
Just passed thru
Verse 1(baby of big tymers)
Man i got these broads icein' it up
while my lil b.gs on tha bus puttin out cigarette butts
but me personaly playboy i
Donnie brosco in disguise
Media hypnotizing by hiding the truth
All this boredape and metaverse
Is just blinding the youth
Everything anit ment virtual see
make it far just be thinking how I change my situation
Im the greatest work your move and meet the reaper
I aint never did no faking playboy camp this
but cha name killa
Told me he gon' kill him a nigga
Suga Slim, all in, game tight
And we just about to start this all night flight
Nigga, I got these hoes iced up enough
While my lil' BG's on the bus puttin' out cigarette butts
But me, personally, playboy, I don't give a fuck
(Don't come around)
Wrong move pop ya lid, niggas know what it is
And you know a nigga crip, got bloods in the clique
All my crows count chips, i just
out the party
Know I need that green on the top, just like parsley
Know this bitch a freak, I'm a fuck her on her carpet
Bitch, by they Benz, tell
We dating, the fuck is you saying
Glock, bitch, stay on my yea yea
Glock bitch stay by my side
Coming on top, I refuse to be last
He mention my
RedOne, Konvict
GaGa, oh-oh, eh
I've had a little bit too much, much
All of the people start to rush, start to rush by
How does he twist
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