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bigwinnn - playing no games كلمات الأغنية

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[chorus]
turn the f_ck up, b_tch, i’m in the stu’
not tryna play no games (here he)
if i pop this glock (woo), you better not tell (woah)
’cause that’s not how we’re raised (here he)
if i pop me an opp (woah), he gon’ run and tell the cops (d_mn)
eeny, miny, mo, i’m putting tags on every toe (really?)
’cause b_tch, i’m the one with time today (dear god)
run up on me, meet your grave (good heavens)

[verse 1]
b_tch keep askin’ me what i’m sippin’ on, i tell that b_tch “wockesha”
we got f&n’s with hundred rounds, but don’t shoot up the preacher
remember i was geek’d as f_ck, that b_tch bossed up, now i don’t need her
next thing i was back in eight grade runnin’ ’round tryna f_ck my teacher
gotta keep a round
f_cked this b_tch and told her “bounce” (gone)
i make plays to get you plugged
cut his hands if he tryna touch (it’s done)
i was raggedy, now i’m up
they drip the same, it’s startin’ to rust
they be upset when you mention my name, n_ggas wish they could ball like us (they wish)
i’m tryna hit this stain, bust his brain (fantom)
houdini when i up the glock, it’s comin’ different ways
how you hate, but make minimum wage?
crazy how they hate me
i’m ballin’, tracy mcgrady
all these big rocks and baguettes on my neck got me movin’ lazy
[?], my opps be broke
n_ggas know that that’s they daddy’s fault (it is)
walk up in the store, i’ma shoot and bust his cantaloupe
boom, he kept talkin’ on my dead folks, turned him into a d_mn ghost
let a n_gga try me, like i’m dej loaf
[chorus]
now that you see i’m not playing no games, i’m not the one to try (here he)
go run and scatter, tell your favorite rapper (dear god), that’s he’s not that guy
smoke me an opp (woah), this sh_t rocks (splendid)
slide me the ski mask, we’re rolling down deep fast (jesus)
turn that boy into a sh_t bag ’cause he made me mad

[verse 2]
i ain’t had no p_ssy in a minute, but i doja cat
any n_gga come up on my glock, it got ’em runnin’ back, like “go home, roger”
got a bad b_tch, love to model
body shaped just like a bottle
open doors for n_ggas, then they try to knock you (let’s go, fantom)
oh no, catch a play
i’m a titan, julio (woo)
not the same, just give ​me brain
pack your bags, adiós (hey winnn)
i’m just sayin’, these n_ggas tryna outrap me, but i do the most (hey winnn)
just sit back and go grab some snacks
i got the henny [?] (let me drive the boat)
i be switchin’ lanes so quick, i’m goin’ coast to coast
your b_tch handy mandy with my d_ck, she geeked to go full throat
i got valentino on my collar, i just paid your car note (huh?)
these n_ggas ain’t really ’bout it
wake him up, he’s sleepy after all these hollows
shoutout my vatos taking chips because they not yo’s
too much drip, i need a thousand dollar poncho (d_mn)
ask me how i made it to the top, i don’t know (i really don’t)
just a nappy headed n_gga with a flow

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