Player In You

[Chorus]
What's up, star? I'd really like to get to you know, lady
Come and conversate with lil Verde Babii
I ain't a player, I just crush a lot
You love that hoe, I fell in love with GLOCKs
I just want someone to love me like my mom
You niggas ratted, why y'all have to do it?
You say it's love but I can see through it
Tint up that load 'til you can't peep through it
Drop lo then we gon' creep through it
My jeans tight, you see the heat showing, nigga

[Verse]
And baby like the way I—she told me keep going
And it's whatever that lil baby want
If it get sticky tote the pole, you fucking with a donk
And I'm attached, don't wanna be alone
Like, "When you coming home?"
Soulja Boy, kiss mе through the phone
Brownskin, 4' 11", bad like Nia Long
Can't wait 'til I gеt you alone, on God
Nah, for real, come and function with me
I'm really boy, don't compare me to them other niggas
And tell your baby daddy be cool before I pluck that nigga
I'm really having shit my way, come make your lifestyle better
You fuck with dude but since I had it, bae, that ass got fatter
I ain't exaggerating, she love me 'cause my lifestyle lavish
Your last nigga was a bum, he ain't have no baggage
I'm confident when I speak, some mistake it for bragging
If I leave without my pole they consider that lacking
So I'm sliding through traffic with this dirty traffic
If I go down is you gon' hold it down or turn a faggot?
Is you gon' ride? Is you gon' die? I got a million questions
If I cheat is you gon' take me back or wanna go?
I ain't perfect but I'm worth it, that's what you need to know
I'ma keep it a hundred
Innocent in public but she freaky when she under cover
I don't see nothing wrong with a [?]
She love the way I hit it from the back, got her screaming and cussing
I'm tryna knock boots like H-Town but, bitch, I'm from the Verde
I'm tryna knock the boots like H-Town but, bitch, I'm from the Verde

[Chorus]
What's up, star? I'd really like to get to you know, lady
Come and conversate with lil Verde Babii
I ain't a player, I just crush a lot
You love that hoe, I fell in love with GLOCKs
I just want someone to love me like my mom
You niggas ratted, why y'all have to do it?
You say it's love but I can see through it
Tint up that load 'til you can't peep through it
Drop lo then we gon' creep through it
My jeans tight, you see the heat showing (Nigga), nigga