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PLAYA WALKIN
Concrete Boys, Lil Yachty, & Dc2trill
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I ain't gon' tell her two times, I'm not that one nigga
Put creatine up in my pockets, watch 'em grow bigger
You need to help your partner out, he on the ropes, nigga
'Crete gang what I claim, I'm a main member (it's raw when you need cash only)
Hit the block, flex the rocks, call me Dame Dillan
Pour the potion, adjacent ho Laotian, now I'm Hank Hill-in'
I'm in Bel-Air, fill up my cup in Italian garments
Fuck around and end this beef soon as he started, I'm player walkin'
Bitch, it's big 'Tayga, I beg your pardon
Niggas softer than my loafers when they be all Marni
They forgot I used to be crook, I kick this shit so proper, huh
I forgot I hit this bitch, he made the shit so awkward
I just got off tour, I forget the names when I be sober
Is it Britney, Lisa, Taniqua, or Fiona?
The way I spread this cash, dawg, you can tell that I'm the owner
Got 'em for a good price, I'm quick to push up on 'em
I ain't gon' tell her two times, I'm not that one nigga
Put creatine up in my pockets, watch 'em grow bigger
You need to help your partner out, he on the ropes, nigga
'Crete gang what I claim, I'm a main member
Hit the block, flex the rocks, call me Dame Dillan
Pour the potion, adjacent ho Laotian, now I'm Hank Hill-in'
I'm in Bel-Air, fill up my cup in Italian garments
Fuck around and end this beef soon as he started, I'm player walkin'
You steady talkin', never white chalkin'
We been bread hoggin'
Bullets make him dance like he at the Sadie Hawkins
Dog kick in his door, can't see his face, like Marvin the Martian (okay)
Keep them feds up off 'em
Oh, you on your cycle? Let me get the head up off you
You heard what I said about you, it's boostin' your ego probably
6:26 in the mornin', rollin' off molly, grindin' my teeth (yeah)
You was the one for the longest 'til you got demoted just like a ring
I'm dickin' down my fiends, bitches need it proper (yeah)
Mouth 24-karat gold like Silkk the Shocker
Told lil' brodie stay up out the streets and be a doctor
I'm 'bout my bag, these white folks look at me like I got vitiligo
I just took two G6s, I'm spinning just like Serato (yeah)
Cup full of red, don't let my bitch drink reposado
Us
I ain't gon' tell her two times, I'm not that one nigga
Put creatine up in my pockets, watch 'em grow bigger
You need to help your partner out, he on the ropes, nigga
'Crete gang what I claim, I'm a main member
Hit the block, flex the rocks, call me Dame Dillan
Pour the potion, adjacent ho Laotian, now I'm Hank Hill-in'
I'm in Bel-Air, fill up my cup in Italian garments
Fuck around and end this beef soon as he started, I'm player walkin'