Player Shit

Player Shit Lyrics

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]
La música de Harry Fraud
Drinkin’ out some [?]
f**kin’ orange juice

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
It ain’t the time for games
She got a whole lotta clothes in my place
Switch up your mind frame
No fallin’ off, keep your mind in the game
Now you got finer taste
Drinkin’ that [?] as we watchin’ the waves
We never partin’ ways
You with me forever, no this ain’t no phase
Hop in my [?] top Chevy
Them aces and deuces and tres
Don’t hesitate with my paper
She bring it through every ocasion
Don’t gotta tell the girl sh*t
Go out and get it, they do it by naturе
If she see one outside
Thеn she gon’ bring me a new money maker
Lotta dibs
But none like my bottom b**ch
Do what she got to just to get it
And she proud of it
It’s time to ride, she gon’ be right there, beside me
Lame nigga ain’t convinced
Lost his b**ch, ain’t seen her since

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Hangin’ off that ribbon, I come through (I come through, oh, oh)
Ridin’ down the strip (Ridin’ down the strip, oh, oh)
I pay attention, on high alert (On high alert, oh, oh)
Money I gotta get (Money I gotta get, oh, oh)
All my niggas stay one hunnid, they’ll never change up (Oh)
Gotta drive (Gotta drive), so I get too lit (Too lit)
Real player sh*t

[Verse 2: Young Deji]
Too player, no keys, we gotta push to start
Tryna stay lowkey, but they know who we are
Star, lost connection with the b**ch that I met at the bar
f**k it, miss one next and choose who gon’ set the bar
I can stay anywhere I wanna stay (Ooh woah)
You can say, anything you wanna say (Ooh woah)
Make sure where you at, it’s not in my way (Way)
If you work this hard then you can come and play (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
‘Cause I’m focused (Oh, oh, oh)
We noticed (Oh, oh, oh)
We run it (Oh, oh, oh)
See us when we ride through

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Hangin’ off that ribbon, I come through (I come through, oh, oh)
Ridin’ down the strip (Ridin’ down the strip, oh, oh)
I pay attention, on high alert (On high alert, oh, oh)
Money I gotta get (Money I gotta get, oh, oh)
All my niggas stay one hunnid, they’ll never change up (Oh)
Gotta drive (Gotta drive), so I get too lit (Too lit)
Real player sh*t

[Post-Chorus: Young Deji]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

[Outro: Wiz Khalifa]
As if it wasn’t already easy enough (Easy enough)
There you have it (There you have it)
Young legend (Young legend)
And still legend (And still legend)
I came a long way from that block with Sledgren
Down the streets with my big brother Chevy Woods
When a lotta niggas wouldn’t even come to the hood (Come to the hood)
Stayed solid when others fold (Stayed solid when others fold)
That means we still got the same principles, morals and same code
Even though we all got kids and got a little bit older
I know [?] smilin’ like a mug when he look down to see us
Lookin’ at how we hustle heavy, and how we rep the Taylor Gang
‘Til we made it out of our circumstances
Now there ain’t no lookin’ back, even if we wanted to
Only movin’ forward
Constant pressure bein’ applied with the understandin’ that this a legacy we leavin’ behind
Lotta bumps on the road but sh*t, I ain’t perfect
If you love me, you love me for who I am
Not who you want me to be
No one said the journey was gon’ be easy
But they said it’ll be worth it
So I’ma enjoy every minute of it
With the people I consider very important, huh
That’s VIP, oh yeah
So instead of countin’ wins, we countin’ blessings
Trustin’ in God to show me the correct path instead of stressin’
Fool, only L I’m takin’ is a lesson
Big Pimpin’