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I'm not a player. I'm not a player, I Make the rules. Bitch, I'm a player. a player, I make the Rules. Ayy, ayy. Fu-fu-fuckin' with me, boy ain't cheap. From Wiz Park up and down my street. On my block, everybody know me. I'm Pudy Kun, run all the M. A. P. I got my shooters always rollin' with me. Heard he got got, homie save la vie. Don't say no names, but it's R. I. P. I stay on my toes, can't grind like me. I do what I do, can't move how I Move. I take my shots, I make it look Easy. Long range shots, why you think they need Me? MVP, I been winning all season. I'm making my plays, I'm stacking my cake. Fuckin' this bitch that's from out of state. She callin' me papi, like what can I say? I'm killin' rats, throw that stain in my way. Bitch, I'm a player, don't hate on the P. Hate on the game 'cause I hit it and Skeet. You gotta remember you fuckin' with me. Bitch, I'm cocaine with a capital C. I'm reppin' my crew, blast up AMG. In the VIP section where you gon' find me. You know me, I roll like ten deep. Up all night 'cause money don't sleep. I'm smokin' that za, ain't fuckin' with tweak. I be on fire like the L. A. Streets. Young fly Mexican, keep that blower on me. Just in case the opp wanna slide on me. I'm a player. I'm a player. Four-five on my hip when I slide in the Whip. Don't start no shit, I'm a player. All eyes on me, keep the fire on me. Don't love no bitch, I'm a player. Four-five on my hip when I slide in the Whip. Don't start no shit, I'm a player. All eyes on me, keep the fire on me. Don't love no bitch, I'm a player. Salute to all my G's and my shooters. Ready for that action, got the passion for the Work. Ruger clutch near and the Scat H turnt. Ones on alert for the worst. I remember when they DMed us first, but ain't Nobody said a word. This shit just be a Burn, my vision be a blur. Buck two shots and I leave 'em on the Curb, serve. Dissin' all you bitches just to get Under your nerves. Back to the comments that's Emerged. The fakes fall ball just to get with Them girls. Hate is a bitch for gazes and Fronters and ratchets and liars and most of you Cowards. I'm here to devour your writtens of powers And thinking you rappers are certified shooters. Shit, I was raised for this shit. All up in this bitch. Stalker got a plan For the lick. I'm a player. Four-five on my hip when I slide in the Whip. Don't start no shit, I'm a player. All eyes on me, keep the fire on me. Don't love no bitch, I'm a player. Four-five on my hip when I slide in the Whip. Don't start no shit, I'm a player. All eyes on me, keep the fire on me. Don't love no bitch, I'm a player. Ayy, Don't slide, don't slide. Got the four-five up on me. Don't slide, don't slide. Four-five on me, yeah, yeah, I'm a player. Yeah, It's Cash Cocaine and Kenna on the beat. Yeah, yeah. Don't slide, don't slide. Four-five on me, you know that am a player. Four-five on me when I slide, I'ma oh, don't Ride, don't ride, I'm a player. Oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah. Bitch, this AMG shit on me, Ain't playin'. Lil' bitch. Yeah, yeah. When I ride in the Benz with a four-five On my hip. And don't try no shit, get you murdered, lil' Bitch, I'm a player. Hold up, Cocaine, I see you, my boy. Shout out Shawty. Get 'em, Magic. This AMG in this bitch. Let's go. Don't try no shit, don't ride on me, I'm A player.
DON COKANE, CASH, Getem Logik — Player
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