Player

[Verse 1: yrn lingo]
Bring ya daughter we gone slaughter her pull up in a Bentley truck she gone be there when it's time to suck do anything for a quick buck Gettn money ain’t got time for it switch a roo them cause I don't adore them pass them to my dawg I buss then down they see how I'm living they come around all this money never bring me down fuck her one time and run into the next I don’t want ya love just give me yo neck I'm so numb to these bitches don't have affections always lookin one direction they always want me to fetch them nigga u must got me bent oh naw that's a bitch

[Chorus: YRN Lingo]
Oh yeah you know I'm player 8x
Bring ya daughter we gone slaughter her cause my niggas we some mobsters we pulling up with them choppers you kno we carry them whoopas eat her up just like a dinosaur (skrt , skrt) into up the door come on baby you should know Ima player gotta 5 star u can call me ric flair oh yeah you ima player 8x

[Verse 2: YRN Lingo]
These bitches kno Ima player ain't got no time for no feelings ain't got no time for no lovey dovey money bussin out the cellins a lot of time that's wat it took Ima player nigga by the book u cannot stay here u gotta go I don’t care if it’s rain or snow most of these bitches call me cold hearted benjiman franklin that's the one who started I don’t wanna lay up with u tonight I just wanna get my paper stack right packing my bags I'm taking me a flight lookin at yo girl I kno that she bussing kissin on that hoe nigga u disgusting gotta custom made choppa its from Russian

[Chorus: YRN Lingo]oh
Yeah you know I'm player 8x
Bring ya daughter we gone slaughter her cause my niggas we some mobsters we pulling up with them choppers you kno we carry them whoopas eat her up just like a dinosaur (skrt , skrt) into up the door come on baby you should know Ima player gotta 5 star u can call me ric flair oh yeah you ima player 8x

[Verse 3: mango foo]
Oh yeah u kno Ima player I got them cookies for sales I was locked up with no bail then I got out by the sale lil mama gone write nun but tales in the bando wrapping up them bales i fucked her when the nigga left left her a couple thousand on the shelf she claim that she a real trap queen I just think she tryna trap me she be chasing me like she the police I be running to the money like athletic fuck he once and act like ion kno shit Double cup nigga Rest In Peace to pimp c I got bitches from cali to Tennessee they pull up to the trap like its busy b one thang u don't is don’t trust her one thang fasho is that she fucking I hit her on the side and u cuffing These bitches they dirty like rugby working that bitch like a 9 to 5 I remember when I got denied I slaughter that bitch hit her friend on the side I apologize lil mama I cannot lie ayyyy

[Chorus: YRN Lingo]
Oh yeah you know I'm player 8x
Bring ya daughter we gone slaughter her cause my niggas we some mobsters we pulling up with them choppers you kno we carry them whoopas eat her up just like a dinosaur (skrt , skrt) into up the door come on baby you should know Ima player gotta 5 star u can call me ric flair oh yeah you ima player 8x