Misery! Lil Playah (Ft. Slump6s)

[Intro: Lil Playah]
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Bitch

[Verse 1: Lil Playah]
My pockets fat, your shit skinny
Bitch, I play with them racks, I got plenty
He talkin' real tough like he really about it
So we pull on his block with a whole damn semi
Bitch, I be running through money, I'm Sonic
He said that I'm trash but he copied, ironic
Had to leave that lil' white bitch, she want the money
I'ma laugh to the bank like that shit was a comic
These niggas mad I went up like a comet
Your bitch, she givin' me head like a bonnet
They be hating on me, they won't get out my comments
They keep hating on me, I don't care to be honest
These niggas really be lame to me
They goofy, they all the same to me
I look at these niggas like enemies
I just pray that the fame don't get to me
You better pray that ho won't get with me
My money long, lil' nigga, like limousine
Spanish bitch, she love that Hennessy
I might just put that nigga out his misery