18Veno - Playas Play lyrics

[Intro] (Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you made that motherfu*king beat?) (iMixNation for real) (Ah nah, you ain't made that motherfu*ker) [Chorus] Haters hate, players play, ni**a, what your trap gon' shake I just flipped a twenty-eight, now I'm right on the interstate I press accept, when they call, it's time to make another play Exotic strands, they love the taste, just got a bag of wedding cake Chopper eat his flesh, not the legs, we aim for his vest Told bro pass the TEC, I'ma dunk, feel like Russell Wеst b*tch, I'm gon' dump, leave him slumped, choppеr in the trunk We sending bombs like Trump, been hungry for bodies, I eat 'em for lunch [Verse] I been hungry for bodies I work my move with this shotty, these bullets, they fill up your body R-E-S-P-E-C-T, ten toes in the field, I'm dying about it Ten toes in the field, it's a fact that I'm strapped Ain't gotta reach for the pole 'cause that b*tch in my lap Check who ni**a where, ain't no cap in my rap fu*k ni**as get killed every day off an app ni**as die every day You shouldn't have tried today, your mama gon' cry the whole day My ni**as, they ride and slide with Dracs, preheat the oven, it's time to bake Preheat the oven, put a hole in him, no donuts, these bullets, they come by the dozen AK-47, that b*tch come from Russia Serving gas on the block, but no, I'm not a [?] Serving gas on the block, fu*k the police Gotta watch out for the white-ass crackers, they on me They knowing that I keep it on me Get my funds, pay up, lil' ni**a, you owe me Get my funds, pay up I'm right up, better knuck if you buck We sending shots, better duck We get the drop on the spot, that's a paper, we ripping it up [Chorus] Haters hate, players play, ni**a, what your trap gon' shake I just flipped a twenty-eight, now I'm right on the interstate I press accept, when they call, it's time to make another play Exotic strands, they love the taste, just got a bag of wedding cake Chopper eat his flesh, not the legs, we aim for his vest Told bro pass the TEC, I'ma dunk, feel like Russell West b*tch, I'm gon' dump, leave him slumped, chopper in the trunk We sending bombs like Trump, been hungry for bodies, I eat 'em for lunch