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Stop Playin
10
Hip-Hop/Rap
Stop Playin was released on October 13, 2025 by Gettin It Off Records as a part of the album Gettin It Off (Deluxe)
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Release DateOctober 13, 2025
LabelGettin It Off Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM101

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gio
Gio
Rap
Giovanni Rasheed
Giovanni Rasheed
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Giovanni Rasheed
Giovanni Rasheed
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Spoogy
Spoogy
Producer

Lyrics

Stop playing, quit to get the chop and I'll be quick to spray
If it ain't KMG then fuck what you saying Hella K's a rhyme but we ain't KKK
We'll lay his ass down for night, pay, pay, payin
Yeah, with the bag bring it in I might spend a couple bands on the fuckin
Benz When it come to hoes I like fuckin' them the
Twins All my bitches bad bitches only fuck with
And we finna up the score Pick a opp out, any money, many more
If he playin' with my paper then his ass gotta go
Get a free death just for playin' with my dough
That's just somethin' you should know I'll scrape my hands, get money off the floor
Leave the pussy sold and she askin' for some more
Hit her then I leave cause that hoe ain't my hoe
Who is this ****? Boy, yo bro ain't my bro
He ain't gettin' off, he don't know G.O
Sellin' thousand grams, trappin' out a depot
Plantin' money trees, I'm just watchin' it grow
Yeah, and it's lookin' good
Quick to beat a **** ass just like I'm shook
And I gotta make it far out of the hood
Plug said he got them bows, I'm like, what's good
Crispy Life, I'm on my way to the bank
This a shit stop, take the wheels off that Malibu
This a piss stop, I stopped at the dope house real quick
This a whip stop, take some shit I don't like
Fuck around, get your lips popped
Yeah, it's all good, yeah, this shit gravy
Fuck around, pop his bowl of soup, turn this shit gravy
Get paid and never do the verse
Got dog like, man, I shouldn't have paid him
I took four pauses, this beat, Dak Prescott
Hit him in his protection, leave his vest hot
You always cooperatin, you the best cop
My bitch say she really love me cause I got the best cop
Beat him in that bowling alley like I'm the baby
**** know the White House like I'm on Dave's
Almost popped my cousin cause I lost, man, I shouldn't have played him
I fucked my sister's friend, then quit her, now my sister hatin' me
Put the Glock down and fuck you up, what you wanna fade me
You know the price of 16 bars, what you wanna pay me
Was on the block like Boom Howard when you was goin' to Sadie's
My white boy Marshall, he really matter like Ken and Shady
Put a five on your head like you Ken the baby
They sayin' I'm the one, like Tracy McGrady
I'ma swing, you gon' scoop, and then we gon' bang you
Catch a **** at his local station, and then we bang
They don't wanna fuck with us, we stupid, and we dangerous
I fucked a bitch hard, then I got her walkin' like a penguin
Call this block arts and crafts, yeah, we goin' paintin
They ask how our shit talk, I just know the cadence
Your bitch smell a rich ****, she just know the fragrance
Crikey, massive flames tatted on my hand, you can see the Jason
Talk about you smokin' dank, boy, you be barely dankin
Talk about this a deuce or what, boy, you barely tastin
She actin' like I don't like her head, but I can barely fake it
I stay screamin, fuck ****, but I'm barely racist
Bitch, Crispy Life, ****
Written by: Giovanni Rasheed
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