Playa Shit
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Playa Shit was released on March 30, 2023 by Screwly G as a part of the album No Pain No Gain
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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Screwly G
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Screwly G
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Intro]
Hello
You said where I'm at?
Shit, right now, I'm in the studio
Tryna get to you, though, you know? Haha
Yeah, you said you wan' see me too?
That's a bet
Shit, I'ma pull up, I'ma come through
Let me record this song in the stu' right quick
Bet
[Verse 1]
White-boy drunk, I'm wasted
Popped three X, got my heartbeat racing
Young fly **** like Lucci
Givenchy, got tired of that Gucci
These **** be pussy, they coochie
Claiming they shooters, ain't doing no shooting
Front seat in the 'vert with the Uzi
Got your bitch on a date eating sushi
Send the drop if you love me, they want me arrested
High-class ****, she like how I'm dressing
Most of these bitches, they fuck and they messy
Kill an opp for the free to impress me
I bought her Prada, I'm proud of you
She bought me LV and some Jimmy Choo
I'm a gunner, she say, "I feel safe with you"
From the heart, she say, "I ain't using you" (You)
Thought we was fucking, but feelings, I caught it
The things she want, I bought it
It ain't tricking if you know you balling
Tryna get the money, but the opps keep calling
On my way to a play, roll a 'Wood, I'm stalling
Hit in his leg, like a baby, he crawling
Just like a creep, opp blocks, we stalk 'em
Couldn't catch a ride, so he got caught walking
Tried to run like Ricky, we hawk him
Holes in his back from the shots, we chalked him
High-speed chase, got away, we lost 'em
Stabbed in my back, it's a few double-crossed me
Not a regular Glock, won't toss it
Let off shots, **** tripping and falling
**** ran with that gun, why you talking?
Took an L on the K, but it cost him
Straight-eight truck too fast, we dog it
Switch to the Benz or the Audi
Get real high just like Bob Marley
All-black truck or the Masi
If my gun can't go, I ain't doing no show
So don't invite me to your party
I'm a Jeff and my brother Matt Hardy
Known to score on the opps, they can't guard me
I'ma stay with a rocket like Harden
Ever go down while you 'round, I'm sparking
Slid by myself, I ain't need me no army
Frontline like a soldier, came through, I was bombing
I don't party with ****, might harm me
Riding 'round with AP, ducking karma
Paranoid, but ain't scared of that drama
Lil' bro got the wheel, we spin in a Charger
Told my bro to spin back in the morning
Heard he was dead, we ain't give him no warning
We the type of **** go spin when it's snowing
Catch me a ****, he know where he going
I don't even want the bitch, she extra
Lock the door when she leave, I won't beg her
Treat a ho like a ho, I won't press her
Grew up with my ****, I told 'em we next up
Pull off in a straight-eight, come back in a Tesla
I'm in the field with the killers
She too drunk, knocked over my cup
Goddamn, she don't need no more of that liquor
Bottle girls in the club, I'ma tip her
It's some straps in the ride, this a Sprinter
Fuck 'fore we leave, then we go out to dinner
Breadwinner, she know I'm a winner
Time after time again
I was the **** putting shots through the wind
Pull up with Celly or pull up with Jizz
Ye my lil' cousin, you know what it is
RJ, that's my blood, can't say what we did
Ten out of ten, get it in
DB, that's my brother, my kin
And Tae, that's my cousin, we spin
Just me and AC, we'll slide in a Wraith
Shot at the car, he got hit when we sprayed
Play with my cousins, with opps, I don't play
Open fire where we at, turn an opp to a day
Get the lo' to his spot, where he lay
Sit outside in this cut, I'ma wait
High as fuck, like Queen, I'm baked
And I'm mixing Amiri with Bape
Fresh than a bitch, only smoking exotic
Gun in my jacket 'cause the racks in my pocket
Big bankroll, can't fit in no wallet
Ain't got no chill, I'm a wild one
She special, I bought her some flowers
She a freak, wanna fuck in the shower
This money ain't mines, it's ours
Put a smile on her face whenever she frowning
Hustle all day, so I came home late
She left my plate on the counter
Knee-deep in that water, it feel like I'm drowning
Knock off an opp 'fore I let one clown me
Tired of that fake shit, don't want that 'round me
Ducking the prison and county
Racks on his head, that's a bounty
You ain't looking too hard, you ain't found me
[Outro]
Yup, yup, yup, yup
Yup, yup, yup, yup
Written by: Screwly G
