Playin Around YG (Ft. Gee & Wiz Khalifa)

[Intro]
April 28th, Mustard on the beat

[Verse 1]
She say she like ballers, she say she like dick
She say she like girls, that don't even make sense
She say she like the bros, I say shit fuck 'em
She supposed to be mine, see that's why you can't trust 'em
I'm tryna get some head though, bitch what it is
If you ain't with that then it is what it is
I'm tatted on my ribs, yeah I'm tatted on my neck
You be throwin' up liquor, I be throwin' up the set
I'm 'bout my money, yeah I'm 'bout my cheese
Still eatin' Mickey Ds, Big Macs with no cheese
All you rap niggas tryna sound like me
I hear you niggas talkin', but it don't sound like beef
I'm Superman hoe, the real definition
Yeah I hope you niggas ain't gotta pop the pussy
That was sixteen, but I'ma keep goin'
You ain't made enough yet bitch keep hoein'
You be deepthroatin', why you actin' innocent?
I'm not tryna be your friend, I just want the benefits
Why you worryin' 'bout who hittin' this?
I'm in front of your house hidden' in the whip
You niggas gettin' chipped, I'm gettin' chips
You got your mind on me, I got my mine's on rich
Give it up, give it up slide like this
Twelve licks in the chain might blind your bitch