(Playmakers)
[Gunna & Lil Keed]
(Oh, oh)
Bangin' her back like a backbone (Oh)
Keep me some racks in the dashboard (Hey)
New window tint, left it fishbowl (Bowl)
Went straight to the pent' with a thick ho (Thick ho)
She fresh out the shower, no bathrobe (No)
Got that thing 'round her neck like a hairbow (Clean)
When I spin, that lil girl friend??? on Melrose (Hey)
Spittin' game like a player from Parrot Home???
I never trust her with my backbone
Now, she callin' me "Daddy" when I'm home
Yes, I graduated from the streets
Yeah, I had to go and put my cap on
Yes, I crack open a four of lean
Think that you hear this exhaust when it come on
Yeah, I just landed in her city
Tell that lil' ho I'm ready, just come on, on
[Gunna]
She ride on that dick like a trolley, trolley
I'm lickin' her up, she a hottie, hottie
Cute face and no waist, this a lot of body
I knew I would fuck, I'm a whole psychic
Ain't say shit, she say, "Wunna, you got it, got it"
Mad that I'm on, you don't gotta like it
Got my Chrome Heart jeans on with a pocket rocket
Told her come on, bae, we goin' shoppin'
Dropped me an album, ain't do no floppin'
Livin' this life, it feel like Monopoly
I buy that shit, then it's private property
Original, I don't wanna copy
Oh, she gotta love leave it sloppy-sloppy
Suck it when we fly to Abu Dhabi
We ain't got no limit, we 'bout it, 'bout it
[Gunna & Lil Keed]
(Oh, oh)
Bangin' her back like a backbone (Oh)
Keep me some racks in the dashboard (Hey)
New window tint, left it fishbowl (Bowl)
Went straight to the pent' with a thick ho (Thick ho)
She fresh out the shower, no bathrobe (No)
Got that thing 'round her neck like a hairbow (Clean)
When I spin, that lil girl friend??? on Melrose (Hey)
Spittin' game like a player from Parrot Home???
I never trust her with my backbone
Now, she callin' me "Daddy" when I'm home
Yes, I graduated from the streets
Yeah, I had to go and put my cap on
Yes, I crack open a four of lean
Think that you hear this exhaust when it come on
Yeah, I just landed in her city
Tell that lil' ho I'm ready, just come on, on
[Lil Keed]
Just know these hundreds and these hoes on me
I'll treat you some girl, keep it lowkey
Nigga, ever think 'bout playin' with Lil Keed?
All the slimes know is R.I.P
Went and got all white and a stain on me
Yeah, I'm havin' ties, yeah, M-O-B
Twin hoes on me so I'm at the DoubleTree
Bitch sent a drop, told the ho, "I might be"
Ridin' with a Glock, yeah, it got long reach
Yeah, it sit in the crack of the seat
Yeah, I put bands on your ho, but your man ever play
Just know I get him fried like grease
Yeah, I want Chanel, nigga, from the head to the toe
But Gunna want Dior feet, and they twenty G's
Trollin' you hoes, I don't give a fuck
You not the on the leash, I'm chasin' the dream
Oh, woah, woah, woah
Put YSL mats on my floors
Yeah, her head good, yeah, I'm curlin' my toes
Getting real money and I want some more
These niggas junkies so I ride with a pole
Plottin' on takin', so I gotta drop it low
I'll waste money whackin' then catch a show
I ain't wastin' money on me, I'm going to the 'bowl
[Gunna & Lil Keed]
(Oh, oh)
Bangin' her back like a backbone (Oh)
Keep me some racks in the dashboard (Hey)
New window tint, left it fishbowl (Bowl)
Went straight to the pent' with a thick ho (Thick ho)
She fresh out the shower, no bathrobe (No)
Got that thing 'round her neck like a hairbow (Clean)
When I spin, that lil girl friend??? on Melrose (Hey)
Spittin' game like a player from Parrot Home???
I never trust her with my backbone
Now, she callin' me "Daddy" when I'm home
Yes, I graduated from the streets
Yeah, I had to go and put my cap on
Yes, I crack open a four of lean
Think that you hear this exhaust when it come on
Yeah, I just landed in her city
Tell that lil' ho I'm ready, just come on, on
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