Playmaker
UHH Lets Gets It
We were Hustling On The Block Now We Got Double Rs
We them N****z In Them Four Hundred Thousand Dollar Cars
WE GOT IT - Off the top Ima make it work
Ima wake it work - In the club throwing racks in that Motherfucka
Throwing UHH
Verse 1 = Its different under the stars
Diamonds dancing you see me
Bag different my nigga
Only chic for me RIRI
Opa Locka my home
But I traveled the globe
Fucked bitches in rome
Cribs in eight time zones
Fell in love with the hustlе
Why Im hugging the block
Chef like Bеninhana
Whipping work in two pots
Now listen
I keep exotic bezels
Rollies I got several
My gang a rock group
We keep that heavy metal
Foreign whips foreign bitches
Apetite mr chows
Neck lit up like Hong Kong
Gold Patek Grey Poupon
Now Listen
I don't do commercial I only fly private
With manicurists and Masseuse
Headed to Virgin Islands
Blew a bag on ya bitch
Why she blocking ya calls
Had her head in the pillow
While I was beating them walls
What you reap with nigga
I blew that shit in the mall
Im different
That rari showed you that
That cully showed you that
What I got on my wrist
That shit a hundred racks
I know some niggas out the field who ain't make it back
Celly ringing with plays
I ain't been home in days
OGs told get money fuck that minimum wage
Free my blood in the cage
They just trying to maintain
My foolies in solitary just want to blow out their brains
Bunche Park to the Blues
We was moving them packs
And I f I ain't from Opa Locka
Then what do you call that
UHH Lets Gets It
We were Hustling On The Block Now We Got Double Rs
We them N****z In Them Four Hundred Thousand Dollar Cars
WE GOT IT - Off the top Ima make it work
Ima wake it work - In the club throwing racks in that Motherfucka
Throwing UHH
Verse 1 = Its different under the stars
Diamonds dancing you see me
Bag different my nigga
Only chic for me RIRI
Opa Locka my home
But I traveled the globe
Fucked bitches in rome
Cribs in eight time zones
Fell in love with the hustlе
Why Im hugging the block
Chef like Bеninhana
Whipping work in two pots
Now listen
I keep exotic bezels
Rollies I got several
My gang a rock group
We keep that heavy metal
Foreign whips foreign bitches
Apetite mr chows
Neck lit up like Hong Kong
Gold Patek Grey Poupon
Now Listen
I don't do commercial I only fly private
With manicurists and Masseuse
Headed to Virgin Islands
Blew a bag on ya bitch
Why she blocking ya calls
Had her head in the pillow
While I was beating them walls
What you reap with nigga
I blew that shit in the mall
Im different
That rari showed you that
That cully showed you that
What I got on my wrist
That shit a hundred racks
I know some niggas out the field who ain't make it back
Celly ringing with plays
I ain't been home in days
OGs told get money fuck that minimum wage
Free my blood in the cage
They just trying to maintain
My foolies in solitary just want to blow out their brains
Bunche Park to the Blues
We was moving them packs
And I f I ain't from Opa Locka
Then what do you call that
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