Stop Playin' (Bonus Track)

Yeah I gotta thing for bitches that love me at all times I been the only nigga in my city with shows across all the state lines Ain’t even close to touching my prime, still pullin dimes at all times Known by people of all kinds, she only known while online I don’t need no luck though I’m from a city where niggas are cutthroat Keep it real, internet gangsters the ones that be telling the most jokes I really don’t need a co-sign You ain’t the same while offline Babyface Killa been breaking hearts I got voicemails of your girl crying, shit I don’t like to text, I like to talk Your girl got tap water my boujee girl wet like Voss It’s dub season, no loss Feel like Miami back in 84 Been up for so long I don't look at the score I’m tired of saying shit that I been told you This shit easy ain’t gotta force it Yeah The horse in the back, front logo a Porsche Yeah I’ll bring the light like I got the torch If Ima dog, why she on all fours She saying oh God like my name the Lord High up on a level most niggas ain’t on My shorty rock Tom Ford and Dior Ima ease up on it I rock a piece that got Jesus on it I can’t tease her She in my ear whispering to me “please I want it” I spend a whole band on a fit just so I could flex on em niggas And me and whole team live good, I bring the best outta niggas I can’t be local, Imma be global Imma BadBoy, thought I told you I got the whole game on lock You talk through a locked page on social Who you is dog I don’t know you I got model bitches wanna come through Cuz they see a nigga like me, look into the mirror dog they don’t want you Yeah I gotta stop playin with niggas Yeah I gotta stop playin wit niggas I gotta stop playin wit niggas Yeah I gotta stop playin Uh Too clean lil baby you see how I look in a white tee Look at the curls in my head shorty u won’t find another one like me When I go out, I don’t go alone, I got all my brothers beside me If something go off, they gon react, that’s something they say is exciting The flow is something like lightning Switch up on the beat like a heartbeat 2am and your shorty just called me I ain’t give her my number she stalked me I’m back from the beach, down in Florida I was on vacay I’m at home in Chi-town, back to work, don’t like taking off days Yeah