Playground Splitzismyname (Ft. prodby668)
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[Hook]
Yuh
I'm with my nigga 6, and we coolin'
If you don't get bread, what the fuck is you doin'?
And you don't got a Glock, how the fuck is you shootin'?
And I pull up and shoot, but no, I'm not hoopin'
Get hit with the strap, left a nigga clueless
You cannot rap, boy you cannot do this
I got the clip in the Glock like a movie
Yuh, yuh, I'm in the trap-house
Get hit with the strap, make a fuck nigga blackout
Like bitch, I'm not scared, why the fuck would I back down?
And I'm fuckin' yo bitch and I'm pullin' her tracks out
Just like an athlete, runnin' his mouth
Just like a king, I'ma aim for his crown
Run down, run down, don't hear a sound
Break in that bitch, and I told 'em to lay down!
[Verse]
Bitch nigga stay down!
He with his kid, so I shoot at the playground
Silencer on the Glock, it don't make sound
He took a L, so I slide with a K-Round
Hold on, I heard you want beef, nigga?
I don't need a V, I run down on my feet, nigga
What's that in my clip? It's ten times three, nigga
I don't need no house 'causе I be in the streets, nigga
Yuh, just call up my phone if you tryna gеt hit up
Put a band in the bag, nigga, this is a stick up
When I'm on the Sprite, my nigga gon' kick cup
I geek off the drugs, bitch, I cannot sit up
I run to his strip, and a nigga get lit up
Like that nigga leakin', that nigga can't get up
Like Chavo, it's hard for my ass to get set up
Yuh
I'm with my nigga 6, and we coolin'
If you don't get bread, what the fuck is you doin'?
And you don't got a Glock, how the fuck is you shootin'?
And I pull up and shoot, but no, I'm not hoopin'
Get hit with the strap, left a nigga clueless
You cannot rap, boy you cannot do this
I got the clip in the Glock like a movie
Yuh, yuh, I'm in the trap-house
Get hit with the strap, make a fuck nigga blackout
Like bitch, I'm not scared, why the fuck would I back down?
And I'm fuckin' yo bitch and I'm pullin' her tracks out
Just like an athlete, runnin' his mouth
Just like a king, I'ma aim for his crown
Run down, run down, don't hear a sound
Break in that bitch, and I told 'em to lay down!
[Verse]
Bitch nigga stay down!
He with his kid, so I shoot at the playground
Silencer on the Glock, it don't make sound
He took a L, so I slide with a K-Round
Hold on, I heard you want beef, nigga?
I don't need a V, I run down on my feet, nigga
What's that in my clip? It's ten times three, nigga
I don't need no house 'causе I be in the streets, nigga
Yuh, just call up my phone if you tryna gеt hit up
Put a band in the bag, nigga, this is a stick up
When I'm on the Sprite, my nigga gon' kick cup
I geek off the drugs, bitch, I cannot sit up
I run to his strip, and a nigga get lit up
Like that nigga leakin', that nigga can't get up
Like Chavo, it's hard for my ass to get set up
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