GoldLink - Playah lyrics

Told her babe go get the Glock, kiss the gun Hit and run This that type of sh** that get you k**ed if you bite ya tongue Momma gone Where my soul? What is right we don't know wrong Ghettos trends, follow hoes, cast your sins, name me Gold Pop the trunk Pop the pop the trunk Get that gun up out Blacker whip Blacker tint the whip Blackest b**h up in Right up in the upper seat Ebony, Ivory White b**h with them fat titties Rack city, rack city, b**h Snake n***as never trust 'em Even n***as close like brothas' Kiss your b**h then kiss your motha' Ain't dat sh** just so damn grimy Kanye said he wanna sign me I said "n***a get a copy" Like A Rocky, f** them n***a, we them Papis, ain't I co*ky? Plus I'm rude Tell em this is my hood And my n***as is shooters my Maryland n***as got rugers Might pop up on ya like Suge Knight n***a with a f**in' knife Take your f**ing kids and f** your family and f** your wife And this can be our theme music Drink gasoline to it And rev her engine like I key her with my pin precision I pen the paper to the pad I wrote it down with emphasis My empathy is just so intricate it sickens me The Wimbledon I will achieve Tennis racket panty playa pop the pill the p**y slayer Baby smokin' hella papers Paper makin' k** a savage smokin' cabbage to feel it happen Spiritual oh spirit spiritual it make ya go to war Oh, yeah, baby Yeah, b**h Yeah [Hook:] God complex n***a I'm the great, I'm the great b**h n***a stand in line, y'all gotta wait, gotta wait God complex b**h I'm the great, I'm the great b**h n***as go over there, stand in line y'all gotta wait God complex n***a I'm the great, I'm the great f** a bathing, f** a bathing, I'm a k**er I'm an ape God complex n***a I'm the great, I'm the great Squads click till I motherf**ing die y'all gotta wait