Playa

[Intro]
Ayy
Ayy
Ayy (Buddah blessed this beat)

[Verse 1]
(What up?)
All of these diamonds on me, they say I ain't playin' fair (Damn)
Pull up at the mansion, I got cameras everywhere (Uh)
Dobermans in the backyard like the president (Uh)
Fifty bitches on my dick, call me Dolph the pimp (Hey)
Don't give a fuck, ain't a rich nigga, you a shrimp (Lil' boy)
Courtside with my lil' son watchin' LeBron and them, hah
P's of cannabis, my nigga, yeah, I sold tons of them, hah
Drop a bag on his head, each and every one of them, hah
And these bitches (What?), nah, we don't love none of them (Nah)
The police get behind this 'Rari, I'ma run from them (Skrrt)
You know that they smokin' weed and they got guns in there (Yeah, yeah)
Got a bad bitch waitin' on me with no underwear (Yeah, yeah)
Black skirt, not a lick of panties under there (Uh-huh)
Gangster from the start, my heart, ain't got no love in there (Uh-huh)
They always on my IG just to see what I wear (Ayy)
Got somebody's bitch bent over from the back and pullin' hair (Uh)
Fuck it, I don't care (Fuck it)
Count better than I spell (Fuck it)
It smoke how it smell (Fuck it)
Fuck 'em, send some shells (Fuck 'em)
I just bought a P to smoke it, I ain't got shit for sale (Nah)
I know you can tell (What?), I'm a fuckin' player (Player)

[Chorus]
Player (Player), player (Player), player (Player), player (Player)
Motherfuckin' player (Motherfuckin' player), I'm a fuckin' player
Player, player (Player), player (Player), I'm a fuckin' player (Motherfuckin' player)
I'm a fuckin' player (Motherfuckin' player), motherfuckin' player

[Verse 2]
Look how that shit hit (Shine), Michael Jackson dancin' (Dance)
White bitch told me she wanna go fuck to Marilyn Manson (Hold up)
My hood bitch said she wanna fuck me good, then make a sandwich (Okay)
I turned it to a traphouse, but at first, it was abandoned (Trap)
The game been good to me (Yeah)
A quarter mil' every week (Yeah)
I dream about cake when I sleep (Yeah)
I wake up like it's time to eat, hey
Fuck you, pay me (Give me that)
Secure the bag daily (Woah, woah)
I'm thinkin' new Mercedes (Yeah)
Your main bitch my baby (Hah)
I fucked your favorite public figure, but she say we dated (Uh-uh)
My lil' nigga can't stay out of jail, he keep catchin' cases (Damn)
Two of my dogs, they fell out 'bout money and I swear I hate it (Shit, man)
I put extra ice on my wrist because it keep on achin' (Woo)
I put her legs behind her head and now she keep on shakin' (Woo)
Bitch, I went from a Cutlass (Cutlass), to a double-R (R)
Light up my blunt, then push a button, that motherfucker start (Yeah)
Trap nigga living large (Yeah)
I put that on God (Ayy)

[Chorus]
Player (Player), player (Player), player (Player), player (Player)
Motherfuckin' player (Motherfuckin' player), I'm a fuckin' player
Player, player (Player), player (Player), I'm a fuckin' player (Motherfuckin' player)
I'm a fuckin' player (Motherfuckin' player), motherfuckin' player