Playa

Song

Playa

Z-RO · Pressure · 2022 · 2:56

Lyrics

Uh, I need that paper I need that paper, I gotta get paid I only look if I can see that paper This bitch acting like she that major But I ain't trying to get laid Get out the way so I can see that hater Y'all need to help me feed that hater He bout to be straight Since I'm a real one, I'm a teach that hater If he missing, I'm a be back later If he trying to be great So they say them niggas tripping I ain't worried bout a nigga tripping Betcha I ain't giving a fuck Soon as I know they position Pull up, they no longer living Guarantee it ain't no prison for us Cause we got away clean Got a gang of wipers come and sanitize the scene Blame it on the liquor, I done had a lot to drink Like what the fuck is down south rap without a mean That's cool, but that's not like mine No, you're not a player What's in my cup, that's not wine Oh, cause I'm a player Don't give a fuck if she's fine No, I'm too player Play me, bitch, you out your mind Ain't with all of that playing shit Homie ain't with all of that saying shit You say whatever on the Instagram When I pull up on you, you ain't saying shit Homie fraud cause his homie starve I really eat with who I be praying with And I'm paranoid, I don't trust a thing I gotta watch the person I'm laying with I don't pay for bundles, I don't pay for nails I don't pay attention, no paying rent Not disrespectful and I'm never bugging But I promise I ain't no band shit Here's a couple mil, I'm just trying to build Too many pussy niggas in the way and shit Trying to wait for blessings, I'm blocking heaven This shit I'm smoking is the land shit I'm on the road, homie But I don't play with my nose, homie Catch me chilling in the 4-4 I bet I got the 4-4 on me Real nigga out of Mo City White woman open my door for me Thank you, ma'am, here's a tip for you I might hire you if you grow on me Clean as fuck, I'm in the L, dawg Bitch lying if she say she don't want me She be looking like a girlfriend But I promise that is just a ho, homie I am all about a dollar I smell like money if a bitch blow on me You shining, nigga, but don't drip with me Just pay respect and lay a roll on me That's cool, but that's not like mine No, you're not a player What's in my cup, that's not wine Oh, cause I'm a player Don't give a fuck if she's fine No, I'm too player Play me, bitch, you out your mind

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