Cook that shit up, QuayCall before you knowEvery time I turn around I had a player outside the doorCall ‘fore you knock, baby, call before you knockF**k you talkin’ ’boutMy neighbors think I’m sellin’ dopeGoBaby, he don’t wanna be a player no moreI was lookin’ out the peephole with itEvery time I turned around, I had a player outside the doorNow a ni**a goin’ beast mode with itI got fifteen bands, we layin’ on the floor (Fifteen, fifteen bands)I done hit a lotta freak hoesNi**a, get safe, safe for you to say that I’m a hoI’m out the game, I’m not a player anymoreI got money to bail outWon’t pull over, they know we gon’ bail outDrop the window, turn right, throw the scale outF**k you mean we don’t ride with no scale now?We sellin’ bi**hes, ho (We sellin’ bi**hes, ho)I had ’em knockin’ at the door, I used to have ’em for the lowMy neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope (My neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope)I had the AC on, everyone of y’all ni**as had the burner in his coatI hit a ni**a with the fanI hop out, Glock out, I was takin’ pictures with the fanI can show you how to ride without a toolAll the times I hit the middle man, all the times I took a ni**a offNi**a wanna be a boss, but they ain’t have what it took to be the bossThey ain’t know what it took to be my bi**hI ain’t no what to took until I lost (Hey)Baby, he don’t wanna be a player no moreI was lookin’ out the peephole with itEvery time I turned around, I had a player outside the doorNow a ni**a goin’ beast mode with itI got fifteen bands, we layin’ on the floor (Fifteen, fifteen bands)
I done hit a lotta freak hoesNi**a, get safe, safe for you to say that I’m a hoI’m out the game, I’m not a player anymoreI always be a pimp, I’m not a player, I get itI’m wipin’ all those bi**hes off my radar, no kizzyKirk, I’m always on the charts like I’m DrizzyDirk, fade-away, I get the shot like NowitzkiCan’t wait to do the show when I’m in DallasWe be eatin’ healthy on the low, she made a saladI been gettin’ money on the low, it’s hard to hide itMy baby like to f**k me on the floor, I let her ride itIt’s off the top, I ever make a song, I never write itI’m a GRAMMY-nominated hit makerLame ni**a bi**h taker, f**k the policeYou yellin’ with a gun, now how the f**k we gon’ think?You take my daughter daddy, how the f**k she gon’ eat?I kill me a cop, what the f**k they gon’ think?Prolly hang on the treeI’m dangerous, I keep a banger on meGotta drop down the purp ‘fore I sleep (Lord)Baby, he don’t wanna be a player no moreI was lookin’ out the peephole with itEvery time I turned around, I had a player outside the doorNow a ni**a goin’ beast mode with itI got fifteen bands, we layin’ on the floor (Fifteen, fifteen bands)I done hit a lotta freak hoesNi**a, get safe, safe for you to say that I’m a hoI’m out the game, I’m not a player anymoreBaby, he don’t wanna be a player no more (Yeah)I was lookin’ out the peephole with itEvery time I turned around, I had a player outside the door (The door)Now a ni**a goin’ beast mode with itI got fifteen bands, we layin’ on the floor (Fifteen, fifteen bands)I done hit a lotta freak hoesNi**a, get safe, safe for you to say that I’m a hoI’m out the game, I’m not a player anymore