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Playeristic
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Playeristic was released on July 24, 2023 by RIDELOWMANE/SHBS Music as a part of the album Playeristic - Single
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Release DateJuly 24, 2023
LabelRIDELOWMANE/SHBS Music
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
J Nics
J Nics
Performer
Boldy James
Boldy James
Performer
Trox
Trox
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Trox
Trox
Composer
James Clay Jones III
James Clay Jones III
Composer
Justin Nichols
Justin Nichols
Composer

Lyrics

Ayye!
RIDELOWMANE
Murder was the case so you can’t get specific
A hundred in the safe off the coast of Pacific
Serve her Frosted Flakes now she say
The dick is g-g-great
Blowing grass **** higher than the stakes
Check the math more digits than the license plates
**** doing real numbers but they acting fake
My pieces hitting like a uppercut from Cassius Clay
I’m on some which bitch can a **** have today
Fuck a affidavit trying to cop the latest
So my kids could spill food in the finest places
**** talking real rude but never in our faces
It’s like my me and my heroes been changing places
From euro to dinero we for-exchanging
Do them hoes like my baggage I ain’t never claim it
I’m real Randy Savage
Off the top Superboy Babitch
What a night **** bumping Gladys
Extra leafy green on the salad
**** chilling listening to ballads
Ice grilling full of karats
How you living? Even the ceiling fan is automatic
Me and my dreams like nicotine
I got have it
Yeah
See is way more realer that baby
Get way more realer than that
See it’s not just futuristic it’s Playeristic
For the players only ya dig it
Yeah yeah
Playeristic what I’m sipping on be too exquisite
All my bitches think I’m photogenic
She singing to it like she Ari Lennox
I’m the god fresh off Mount Olympus
Against the odds touching outer limits
Pull cards Ace of Spade got her in her feelings
When times was hard we had to wrap it up and vacuum seal it
Tim McGraw hit the road with that country business
But we ain’t country ****
We round the country getting it
Southern **** ain’t slow and I cooking chittlins
But you still lose intestines the MAC relentless
Naw blood but all the bros got a blood commitment
I ain’t thuggin killer but we just keep it pimping
Made a sharp turn around the corner
Piecing’ out a quarter
Shorted Titi from the last time
She was out of order
Police in the turning lane behind me
Cut the blinker on, made a left into the gas station
Give me 10 on pump 8
Right back on the ave cranking
On my way to make a play cause I can’t leave that bag waiting
Curbside service **** still making house calls
Bus left at 9:30 drop bro at the hound dog
Outlaw Immortal from the cradle to the grave
Screaming how long will they mourn me
you could never feel my pain
Kept fatal like Hussein
Dinner table full of cane
If you reach then we go teach
You could never feel my chain
I ain’t never been a stain
I’m forever with the gang
We police it in the street
You could never kill my name
I’m real roadrunner you could never steal my lane
They know me from dope running we was never bui
Written by: James Clay Jones III, Justin Nichols, Samuel Life Troxel
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