Playboy

It ain't easy being me but they think so

I know my bitch want me to get her that mink coat

Ay, bottles for the bitches over at Winco

I do too much, baby, I can't have me no weak hoe

The hoods want us to join, they want some trophies

I ain't finna mingle with the Stephanies and Sophies

I put that shit on just to hit the studio

Ain't no bitches in the booth, I hate a groupie hoe

Making plays in this bitch like Ricky Rubio

I was boxing in the garage just wit' Julio

Retail therapy, I don't need a therapist

I guess it's probably time I'm actin' arrogant

Alexander face mask, I'm lookin' like a terrorist

But this ring on my finger lookin' elegant

Ay, it's marble on the floor, and it's Prada on the kicks

Palm Springs, Palm Angels, you can check the flicks

We was in the mall, I'm getting stopped by hella chicks

Ain't no **** in my phone unless they talkin' 'bout some strips

Ay, love really dangerous, I'll probably kill over my bitch, huh

My crip homie drum like Nick Cannon, he hit the switch, huh

Strippers swarm, we made it rain up in this shit

I don't tell you if I'm down and that's why you think I'm rich

Whole city listen and I still don't trust shit

I never learned to love, I was always with the pits

I got homegirls wit' they own, they buy they own kits

Throwin' punches, throwin', hmm, yeah, I'm throwin' fits

Yeah, I dropped tears after the show

Yeah, only a few know

I was taking Ls in a row

But it was never really about the dough

And this ain't for the flow

Y'all never seen me go

But you ain't never seen us low

Even if the work slow, I'll never cross my bro

'Cause I know we gon' blow

Yeah, I know we gon' blow, yeah

'Cause I know we gon'