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Product Of A Playa

 

Product Of A Playa

(album: Limbus 3 - 2022)


([?])
(I got my work from a narco')
Hm-hm
Yeah, soon as I— (What?)
I was a— (What?)
Product of a player

I'm a product of a player, Elliot ceilings in (Yeah, dig)
I got these diamonds on my finger, I can't hold ya hand (Phew, dig)
Wait, I'll put you right in a Bentley, outside, Bentleys, Lambs' (Phew, dig)
Help me, south side Atlanta, brodie smell like a lunch stand (Yeah)
Yeah, kill your waist in (What? Phew), fuck all you players (Dig, woof)
Bitch, I'm a product of a player, Ps, I ain't playing (Woof, woof)
Got a good number on the Ps, pushing 'em across the land (Woof, woof), ooh
Calls, unknown kills, kill away far from the cams (Shh, wait)

Yeah (What? Yeah)
Yeah (Dig, let's go)
Trapping out the bando
Yeah, I'm with P, push a key like piano (P)
P night player, light the top like a candle (Phew, phew)
Beating down the block with a chop' out the Lambo' (Phew, yeah)
Yeah, beating down your block with the chop' out the Lamb'
Bih' wan' fuck on me (Yeah)
Lil' twat call [?]
Lil' ass bih' wan' suck on that P (That's P)
Why you do it best? I tell her, "I don't need that"
Said you wanna fuck my bitch? Need to see that
Counting in the trap where the money and the weed at
Fish on the jet cost me thirteen racks
The way you niggas run that shit got [?] (What? Wha—)

I'm a product of a player, Elliot ceilings in (Yeah, dig)
I got these diamonds on my finger, I can't hold ya hand (Phew, dig)
Wait, I'll put you right in a Bentley, outside, Bentleys, Lambs' (Phew, dig)
Help me, south side Atlanta, brodie smell like a lunch stand (Yeah)
Yeah, kill your waist in (What? Phew), fuck all you players (Woof, dig)
Bitch, I'm a product of a player, Ps, I ain't playing (Woof, woof)
Got a good number on Ps, pushing 'em across the land (Woof, woof), ooh
Calls, unknown kills, kill away far from the cams

done

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