Sorry Lil Playah (Ft. Autumn!)

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[Intro: Lil Playah]
Can't even lie, lot of you niggas be goin' out sad (Uh-huh)
Walk up in Neiman's, yeah lil' bitch, I'm poppin' 'em tags (Come on)
Autumn in the 'Vette, he pushin' the gas, he goin' real fast (Skrrt)
Can't match my fly, this BB the waist with a new Prada bag
[Verse 1: Autumn! & Lil Playah]
I've been on some realer shit
I spent too much money on this Prada bag analysis
I've been livin' comfy, you know Wick ain't with that extra shit
She said "Bae, don't come in," yeah, yeah, yeah, I gotta wait and shit
I got so much money, at this point I'm givin' estimates (Come on, yeah)
[Verse 2: Lil Playah]
Just made me a play, might hit me a lick in the 'Rari (Come on)
Thesе niggas my sons, my sons, I feel like I'm Maury (Yeah)
I'm chasin' them richеs, forgetting them bitches, I'm sorry (Let's go)
I'm hittin' decline, decline, like don't call me
[Verse 3: Autumn! & Lil Playah]
Can't help who I am, I got too many bitches, I'm sorry (I'm sorry)
So you don't get attached when too many bitches be on me (Bitches be on me)
Ain't goin' out sad, you know I keep that booty right on me (Yeah, on me)
If it ain't about money, can't fuck with it, please do not call me (Woah)
[Verse 4: Lil Playah]
I'm gettin' money, I feel like the shit
Back then they would hate, but now they on dick
CDG all on my motherfuckin' fit
When I walk in that bitch, I get litter than lit (Uh-huh)