Lyrics:
with no rats or no pigs, fucking with me, see a whole lotta red
Just know I don't playboy, no I'm not Carti, need me a baddie, like Latto and Cardi
knocking, make you feel like you got head-butted by Holyfield
Like Virgil Ortiz, I'm the new elite
That boxing scheme was just a quick way to remind yall, I
And that withered old playboy just opens the door
G D G A7sus4 A7
her and makin thangs iller
It's like a pain killer, but it's much realer
And in my callin' I could see the scrilla
Playboy just said coke dealer, man
Ay, international playboy shit
Hey lady, I just wanna tell ya (just wan' tell 'em)
That you the prettiest thing
In the fuckin' world, world, world
the oakland booty)
I like'em round and big
And when I'm throwin a gig
I just can't help myself
I'm actin like an animal
Now here's my scandal
I wanna get you
doing alright
I left the city, I gotta cut ties
Trying to catch me by surprise
Can't stay to watch my demise
Them skies will clear up in time
Praying my
He said pull up, felt a switch hiss through the air
Bleeding out he pray to god
She tell him life ain't fair
I tell all my demons we can do it
We can
trust, I gotta play em close,
Its crazy when I come around,
Like college students, n****s takin' Notes, Dick riding just to win, you like Trump when he was
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
his mind to reveal the God
Bitch wait Anni a monster
Little boy Produced by the monster
I'm a Don keep me calm
Who be sane can be wrong
Who be dead can
grandma side when shit might hit the fan
Gotta stick by grandma side, she gon do what she can
She taught me get it on my own nigga just fuck them friends
I
Intro:
Yo Saafir what's goin' on playboy?
Saafir: What's really goin' on?
Huh, you tell me baby.
Saafir:Hey, it's like this man.
I gotta let
Playboy this yo uncle Lucky
Nasir, it's yo time
Capitalize, dominate and always let a mothafucka know that you will never stop
They gotta kill you
back, why'all
Baby got back, baby got back
I like 'em round and big
And when I'm throwing a gig
I just can't help myself
I'm acting like an animal
as hell
This change that I got
Don't mean shit if we don't sell
Forget what ya tell, Playboy
Lookin forward to buyin my momma a crib
And tell it like it is
a drifter I was born to walk alone
And I've made up my mind
I ain't wasting no more time
I'm just another heart in need of rescue
Waiting on love's sweet
Niggas is feeling me
No one more real than me
Knock off ya dome
Got ya head on a center piece
Surrounded by snipers
I spit like a viper
I just want
more real than me
Knock off ya dome
Got ya head on a center piece
Surrounded by snipers
I spit like a viper
I just want to hit
I dont really like her
I
here to stay and play
Cause I'm just here to fuck today
Now I say
I walk
I smize
I turn
I pose
I walk
I smize
He check my clothes
Excuse me you a cutie
thing that I just might get,
And if Puffy give a party he invitin' my clique,
We gon' pop that shit, say whodi where the bottles at?
"How low? Who this
on the bigger picture
Big ol' nigga, lil' Richard
You can't pour from an empty cup
Bitch, I'm the big dipper
Scoopin' bitches like a ladle
Buddy say he won't
greet 'em with tension
And big bro' was ready to park by the school
Till I left just, in case he was itchy
Free Gill, these niggas is snitchin'
Long
and scrip 9 minute EF three
Playin by different bitches cuz my face in the paper
Profile done although she couldnt describe me I got the eraser
I don't
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