Stop Playing with Me

[Intro]
DITS
EEZY

[Verse: KXNG EEZY]
These days, I done lost my patience
Best friends turn into pagans
Chase gyal in back in the day
Now, they chasin' on me in the club with the shakers
Call Touch if I need them flavours
I'm all up in your rotation
I only wants deals with Sony
Give me the plays, now, you see me on stations
Don't chat if it ain't about paper
I'm ballin' doing up Lakers
Now you askin' for favours?
Go talk to God, bitch, I ain't your saviour
Them days where I ain't have bedding
Now it's Gucci all on the demin
If you see me on title screens
Then, you know where the fuck that I'm headin'
Cut man off like an edit
'Cause they ain't been givin' me credit
Why start beef with me?
Only care 'bout P's, all that chat, man, dead it
I talk about money and sex too much
Both of them feel like my fetish
Them man and exes I cherish
These days they wanna man perish

Handsome like Duke Dennis
My baby a baddie like Kali
Take a flight to Miami, we smokin' on Cali
And wife me a baddie, ugh
Givin' me head in the backseat
Cheeky one, she like Nando's
She likes the bando
Givin' her the back strokes
Now, she callin' man Daddy
Suite life Zack and Cody
Top Boy doing up Moldy
Cats and the opps bare noisy
Talk about bands, come produce your Rollie'
Money gone clear equals Black Moncler
I'll be here all year
25, manifest that year

Too many people be talkin' that shit
Try me in person, I bet you get hit
This beat like my J, about to be lit
Water on Fiji, we come with that drip
Sweet gyal there, might fuck on your bitch
It ain't my fault she be all on my dick
But I ain't too fond of these chicks
Fuck all the fame, I'm just tryna get rich
She got a dump truck, look at that bumper
Swing those digits, give me your number
Slimmers or thick tings, two whites, one black, Oreo biscuit
Back out the flick ting, turn a man victim
Out in the field like the office, we pitchin'
You know we risked it, tell her stop bitchin'
Too many questions, play your position