Playmaker Lyrics

Who Cook the beat up i swear to god I'm finna eat up

Who Cook the beat up i swear to god I'm finna eat up

Roll the weed up I swear to god I'm finna chief up

Roll the weed up I swear to god I'm finna chief up

Who Cook the beat up i swear to god I'm finna eat up

Who Cook the beat up i swear to god I'm finna eat up

Roll the weed up I swear to god I'm finna chief up

Roll the weed up I swear to god I'm finna chief up

I got more sticks who trying ridin' around bus em' thangs

You tryna hit liqs all complaining how you can't pay no rent

You fw simps all them niggas you fuck with ain't even him

He said run the block that Nigga cap he gettin' pimped

I tried to get that nigga off ass can't fuck with him

Full of excuses most these niggas cap can't fuck with them

Mos these bitches plastic so put all these Niggas on top of dem

Bottled my emotions can't trust a soul that's why I bottled them

She wanna fuck me I told her open wide you better swallow then

Better use my kids like mouthwash girl you better gargle them

Bitch I'm from the south

Bitch you kno I'm from the south

Bitches wanna fuck with me I kno that that's fa clout

Movin hella Bricks kno we movin' by the pounds

Hittin hella sticks tell me who need mo pounds ?

Niggas hatin' on me and you kno that's without a doubt

Hit a couple liqs in the summer thru the drought

Hit a couple liqs in the summer thru the drought

This demon in me they tryna release I'm tryna close em' out

You better keep the peace can't few before unleash em' out

That's on my soul murder she wrote ya betta pipe it down

Keep playin wit me I bet that I could fuckin wipe ya out

Grimey Florida nigga and kno I'm from the south

Feed a couple bodies to the gators where the opps?

Now the pigs coming around sniffing for the plot

Fuck the opps now they missing gators shit em' out

Bottom of swamps put em' right where they belong

Shitty ass niggas needs sum diapers wit a thong

Shitty ass niggas needs sum diapers wit a thong