Playtime is Over ft. Jae Millie Lyrics

You know what I mean? When I come through, I do it big

When I- When I come

When I come through, I do it fucking big, bitches

Don't ever get it twisted,I tell-

Y'all bitches better sharpen your motherfucking number two pencils

Because I stay on point

You know what I mean? Like, that's nothing. We do this all day

And if you're going to drop, you better drop

Because when I come out, it's a rizzle

I can't even- I can't call it

If niggas want the ass, they gotta pay for it

Get a lot of trees, I go gay for it

They say they want a star, I go to space for it

Cuz when I'm on stage, see a bunch of Ken-lovers

Hit a real nigga with Playtime Is Over

Every time I drop, best believe that you're over

Laughing to the bank, you'll think that I'm Sosa

Rocking this ice, strutting in that Fashion Nova

Ayo

Give me the muny and them caseloads

Don't got money, you a freeload

I don't got time for these fake niggas

Only got time for my freak hoes

Never at home, because I'm busting out the bando

Step in the scene, and I gotta let the chain show

When they wanna diss, you know Ken is commando

Beat that nigga up, face looking like a rainbow

Play time, play time, play time over

Play time, play time, play time over

Niggas is mad, cuz they can't get a handout

If I'm too busy, you'll know I send a fan out

If niggas want the ass, they gotta pay for it

Get a lot of trees, I go gay for it

They say they want a star, I go to space for it

Cuz when I'm on stage, see a bunch of Ken-lovers

Hit a real nigga with Playtime Is Over

Every time I drop, best believe that you're over

Laughing to the bank, you'll think that I'm Sosa

Rocking this ice, strutting in that Fashion Nova

You know I love a beat with some bass in it

If he want to fuck, put his face in it

Why these hoes mad

Cause they ain't winning

Really with the shit, bitch, I ain't kidding

Stunned down on the rap, bitch

No to the beef, cause I slap bitches

Riding up to the Forbes list

And my name next to the rap mistress

Oh, girl, you tired, with the same little wack disses

Playtime been over bitch

Stay the fuck out of my business

I'ma show you how to do it, bitch

It's real rap, no gimmicks

Niggas stay up on the Gram

But never take they ass to the clinic

Ooh, that pussy burning

It's burning, burning, burning, itching

If you can't take the heat

get your bitch ass out the kitchen

If niggas want the ass, they gotta pay for it

Get a lot of trees, I go gay for it

They say they want a star, I go to space for it

Cuz when I'm on stage, see a bunch of Ken-lovers

Hit a real nigga with Playtime Is Over

Every time I drop, best believe that you're over

Laughing to the bank, you'll think that I'm Sosa

Rocking this ice, strutting in that Fashion Nova