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Stop Playin'
16
Hip-Hop/Rap
Stop Playin' was released on June 10, 2022 by MAKING LOTS-A-$$ as a part of the album Training 2.
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Release DateJune 10, 2022
LabelMAKING LOTS-A-$$$$
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacier Pearson
Jacier Pearson
Songwriter
Donnovan Blocker
Donnovan Blocker
Songwriter
Christopher Rose
Christopher Rose
Songwriter

Lyrics

These rap **** giving me
The coldest shoulder
Cuz when I reach **** know it’s over
Stop playin’
(Chris Rose gon' be the reason we gon' blow, boom!)
Sick of tellin **** stop playin
Til that same **** sprayin
And show he sick and not sane
Heal your Holy Spirit
Send him to the gates
Slow sizzle when he lit up like sage
(Wait) I just been enjoying life’s perks
Smokin’ flowers from the earth
Fuck a flower from a lame (stop playin’)
She a dime, turn her to a Dyme’s fan
Why you hate me like this isn’t God’s plan?
Here, right now
This ain’t back then
This is life now
Really **** couldn’t see in the past tense
In this rap shit
It’s a lifestyle
Jamaican **** wanna ask what’s the cash app
Cuz that ass fat
With a nice smile
Way she shake it make me wanna throw a big bag
With my eyes low
And the lights down
Pussy sweet I only eat it if it’s-
Ha (Dyme-A)
A **** number never changed
Been the same since the 7th grade
If you feel a way about a line, you should call and say it
I’m just sayin’
Through with super-seniors
Call her in
Our juniors and I’m seeing they soft the more I play ‘em (doot, doot)
Spray ‘em
I didn’t like games, never played ‘em
You a fan and your fantasies explicit then explain them (girl?)
Better keep the treesh on the leash
Baby I’m a freak not a creep
Top 5 and the leaks in my leaf
If he said he drop dimes then he speak to police
(Stop playin’)
These Kanans I raised became queens
My powers reignin supreme
These mcs ain’t unique
**** need another Oscar for that actin, bruh
This season over, why you in my comments stealin’ character?
Fuck the sites clown
It’s on sight now
You been an excellent pretender since the past tense
You an actress
This your lifestyle
Shorty make me wanna ask what’s your cash app
Cuz that ass fat
With a nice smile
Way she shake it make me wanna throw a big bag
And the eyes low
And the lights down
Pussy sweet I only eat it if it’s Ital
Sniper vision, got your BM in my sights now
Feel like Kodak all the Z’s up in the Heights now
Seen the heater, turn a demon to a dyke now
You been fiendin for a treesh and you gyal clown
I ain’t trickin but you treat her like your girl, wow
I inspired all these ****
Now I’m bodying these ****
For my borough finna dominate the world now
Been that **** it’s just time to take the-
These rap **** giving me
The coldest shoulder
(Stop fuckin playin with me ****!)
Cuz when I reach **** know it’s over
I’m telling Nique I want all the corners, ha
(Sheesh)
Lil **** signed a deal at 19 way before corona
They all but my sons and soldiers
I want the breesh you can hold the roses
Sick of tellin **** stop playin
Til that same **** sprayin
And show he sick and not sane
Make your comments to my face
Not a page
Slow sizzle when he lit up like sage
(Wait) I just been enjoying life’s perks
Smokin’ flowers from the earth
Fuck a flower from a lame (stop playin’)
She a dime, turn her to a Dyme’s fan
Porsche 9/11 this is God’s plan hittin’
Right now
Sheesh
Dyme-A
Written by: Christopher Rose, Donnovan Blocker, Jacier Pearson
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