Player Shit (Remix)

[Intro: Skeme]
You know ain't nothin' but some live shit goin' on when you fuckin' with me
You know what I'm sayin'?
Real player type nigga, you hear me?
Yeah, real cool way
Can't fuck with none of that ho shit niggas do, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
(That be Maaly Raw)

[Chorus: Skeme]
Gucci all on my kicks, nigga, that's player shit (That's player, player)
Fendi F's on my hip, nigga, that's player shit (Ooh, ooh)
Designer hold that thirty clip, nigga, that's player shit
Tryna carbon-copy my drip, that ain't no player shit (That's not)
I'm gon' slay that bitch, not pay that bitch, that's player shit (Man, what?)
I'm gon' knock a nigga down if he on hater shit (Doo-doo)
Hundred-fifty on a whip, nigga, that's player shit
Sauced up, bossed up, kickin' nothin' but that player shit (Drip)

[Verse 1: Skeme]
I know what I'm doin', I know what I'm doin' (I know what I'm doin')
You know what we doin', nigga, you know what we doin' (You know)
She give that lil' pussy to me, it gon' get ruined (It gon' get what?)
I'ma break the lil' bitch bed and tear them walls down (Hey)
Same nigga used to hate be tryna call now
I came in this bitch with nothin', but I balled out
She blow my bousin 'cause shit tall now
You come play about that shit, boy, we gon' draw down (Sheesh)
What it do? What it do?
Plain jane presi', nigga, ooh (Ooh)
I ain't nothin' like you
What you savin', I spent on jewels
Two-fifty thou' cash, smashed out on my last play (What?)
Money burner, got blue hundreds in my ashtray, yeah

[Chorus: Skeme]
Gucci all on my kicks, nigga, that's player shit (That's player, player)
Fendi F's on my hip, nigga, that's player shit (Ooh, ooh)
Designer hold that thirty clip, nigga, that's player shit
Tryna carbon-copy my drip, that ain't no player shit (That's not)
I'm gon' slay that bitch, not pay that bitch, that's player shit (Man, what?)
I'm gon' knock a nigga down if he on hater shit (Doo-doo)
Hundred-fifty on a whip, nigga, that's player shit
Sauced up, bossed up, kickin' nothin' but that player shit

[Verse 2: T.I.]
Huh, yeah
In an Aston Martin, no aftermarkets
Pullin' up, I can't hardly park it, I'm watchin' Martin (Hah)
High as fuck, still open doors on dinner dates (I do)
Drop Rolls-Royce, got your hair blowin' on the interstate (Well goddamn, damn)
Tryna stay patient, don't play games, fuck PlayStation (Well goddamn, damn)
Bunch of bad bitches on a boat what I call a vacation (Ah)
Came a long way from crackhouse and police car chases (Ah)
Got her out there, Mini Cooper and a Bentley coupe (Okay now)
Kickin' plenty shit in new Givenchy boots (You see it now)
My sauce runnin' over, she want me to spill it on her (Yeah)
Get her high and lay a bunch of women on her (Yeah)
Run up a bag, bring it back, and spend it on her (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Skeme & Philthy Rich]
Gucci all on my kicks, nigga, that's player shit (That's player, player)
Fendi F's on my hip, nigga, that's player shit (Ooh, ooh)
Designer hold that thirty clip, nigga, that's player shit
Tryna carbon-copy my drip, that ain't no player shit (That's not)
I'm gon' slay that bitch, not pay that bitch, that's player shit (Man, what? It's Philthy, nigga)
I'm gon' knock a nigga down if he on hater shit (Doo-doo, uh-huh)
Hundred-fifty on a whip, nigga, that's player shit (Ayy, that's player shit)
Sauced up, bossed up, kickin' nothin' but that player shit (Look, look)

[Verse 3: Philthy Rich]
Hundred pair of red bottoms only wore once, nigga, that's player shit
Hundred-fifty on the i8, only drove it once, that's player shit
My LA niggas havin' things, they ballin' on 'em, no Laker, bitch
Put your bitch in that Wraith thing with the stars in it, go'n make a wish
VVS's in the bustdown, them one-pointers in the bracelet
Got blue strips, got blue tips in my F&N, you ain't takin' shit
Got Actavis in my Faygo, two hundred a line what I spent on it
S 63 AMG, two hundred thou' what I spent on it
Got a lean habit I can pay for
Rich nigga at the bank, ho
Them bad bitches I sent, though
I can get it back if I went broke
Diamonds on me from If & Co.
Cartier from Tiff & Co.
Double cup, I'ma kiss it slow
She kiss the dick, no mistletoe

[Chorus: Skeme & Philthy Rich]
Gucci all on my kicks, nigga, that's player shit (That's player, player, Philthy, nigga)
Fendi F's on my hip, nigga, that's player shit (Ooh, ooh)
Designer hold that thirty clip, nigga, that's player shit
Tryna carbon-copy my drip, that ain't no player shit (That's not)
I'm gon' slay that bitch, not pay that bitch, that's player shit (Man, what?)
I'm gon' knock a nigga down if he on hater shit (Doo-doo)
Hundred-fifty on a whip, nigga, that's player shit
Sauced up, bossed up, kickin' nothin' but that player shit

[Outro]
(That be Maaly Raw)