Playa Tink (Ft. Skilla Baby)

[Intro]
(Hitmaka)
(Bankroll Got It)

[Verse 1: Tink]
I got a handful of niggas, they be out in every state
Like my outfit, I got to switch it everyday (Ah-ah)
My out-of-town nigga want to put me on a flight
I'm married to this money, I could never be your wife
Still dealing with my nigga over East
I want to give him time but he always in the streets
The way this nigga walk, you'd think he from the West
He fuck me off the 'za and I can feel it in my chest
He a trap nigga, got it jumping like the stove
Want to lock me in like the nigga on parole
Give me what I need, then I scratch him off the list
I tell him I'm in love but I'm lying through my lips
Ex-nigga call, see if we can talk
Side nigga mad 'cause I never show him off
I'm fucking on his mans and he still ain't got a clue
He think you running game, but I've been a player too

[Chorus: Tink]
Player (Been that, been that)
Heartbreaker (Been that, been that)
(You better watch how you move)
Player (Been that, been that)
Heartbreaker (Been that, been that)
You better watch how you move