Playerz (Freestyle) ft. Henfaceman & CamDaGuapo Lyrics

(Viper)

I'm walkin' in and I get hit with lights and cameras

My city proud of us

And we done tried to tell 'em but they wasn't understandin' us

Now I'm gettin' lil pretty bitches lookin' glamorous

Exactly why these niggas tryna battle us

I'm doin' shit that make these niggas feel some type of way

I'm gettin' to the cake

Switchin' lanes

Tryna run it up im dodgin' snakes and jakes

Keep it on the way, I'm movin' great

Goin' place to place

I remember tryna do the most to go and make the play

I was just a teen who wasn't sleepin' on the dream

walk in with a 40 and it's pokin' out the jeans

I can't do the most for people tryna do the least

on my Ps

I'm gon' get it out these Santa Paula streets

Hol' onn, chasin and chasin

Tryna get the cakeage

I know they don't like me but they stalkin on my pages

All of a sudden I see unfamiliar faces

Tryna come around, I guess they've seen I been on stages

Ah, a fly nigga with a dream ain't no one believe in

I'm a player, with an attitude, I gotta be it

Diamonds bustin' on her face when I fuck her

I'm here to have a good time, not to love her

She off a pill, I don't got to use a rubber

Player, player, player, player, don't bug me

Player, player, player, player, don't cuff her

Player, player, player, player, don't bug me

Ah, got to keep your head straight, never hesitate

Never trippin' on no bitch, ain't got time to waste

'Bout to take over her life like a tidal wave

It ain't easy lookin' fly, lookin' this good

Designer on me, I know she want me

Got my phone on DND, don't try to call me

I see these niggas lookin' fake, they lookin' phony

I ain't use to have shit, now they on me

I just put a thousand, on her mental, told her match that

Hopped up out the flight, I woke up faded, where my bags at?

Told her, I don't give a fuck about your day, just throw that ass back

I might pull up on a rapper, ask 'em where bands at?

If he think I'm bluffin' , take his bitch, like where your man at?

Fuck her when I want, she tell her friends, "That's why my ass fat"

She rather have attention, from these bitches, that's why I'm passed that

Stingy with the blunt, I'm Patty 'Homes, I told 'em pass that, hol' on

Always seen me frowning 'cause her mouth just make my dick soft

Had a bitch sucked at sucking dick, I cut that bitch off

If he talking crazy, score like 9, then take his lip off

My bitch raw, hit her three more times, just like I'm Chris Paul (Yeah, uh)

Designer on my garment, you can call me Mr. Fuck His Bitch

Bitch I'm in the field, I'm setting them plays up, like I'm Popovich

I can get this bitch pussy drippin' off of compliments

Same rappers talking 'bout they dreams, ain't never accomplish shit

Broke bitch posted w my ex, like She ain't downgrade

Told her like you.. uh yeah

Told her suck it like you proud of me, got Prada on my eye frame

Living off yo parents, you in college, fuck out my face

Yeah, uh, yeah