Playbookk (feat. Devoo)

Trap Shit I'm not tryna fake shit Man, f*ck you, hoes, you basic Niggas always tryna take shit Tryna buy my flow, you can't make it Bet the whole world face when I base hit I sold dope, pockets full of fragrance I was dead broke knowing I'll make it We aim straight for the throat, can't miss Yeah, you know what I'm on, get a paid bitch Take 10 rips out the bong, I'm in space Niggas be cappin, they ain't made to play Gave my girl a bed, now she good for the day Why I don't f*ck with you niggas? you lame Surrounded by stars, slidin, in the rafe Yeah, you know I'm a star, not just a fan I'm runnin' through walls, I ain't feelin' pain I'm runnin' through walls, I can't feel a thing Can't let this ho go, she all in my brain But she movin' faster, then Usain I'm done with the smoke, I'm sippin' on pain I'm sippin' on drank, I'm sippin' codeine And she is the one, yeah, that is insane She move like a wife, but don't got a ring They say love is a war, just like Ukraine Like 23 on the Cavs I'm training my mental Gotta make all the plays Von like two he gifted Doin' things that other niggas can't He throwin' me that, lob in the paint, yeah Middle fingers to the hoes that left me I'm movin' on, yeah, to your bestie Niggas full court, they tryna press me I'm breakin' that shit, cuz I'm a lefty Momma ain't raised, no bitch, or hoe Prepare me for the dark nights when I'm alone Told me be careful who you trust I had to delete a few them clones, yeah Ah, ah, ah Bitch I am the agent and the owner Callin' the shots, I'm makin' the trades You can't tell me something that I don't know Then get the f*ck out my face All my brothers Nino yea they feenin To get to the pape Trappin, rappin, fashion, youtube Trap a do anything just to get paid We stackin' that money to see the real change If you broke and sitting on yo ass Then you not on the team It's the trap, we trappin' for them dreams Turning the no into sí's I'm not tryna fake shit Man, f*ck you, hoes, you basic Niggas always tryna take shit Tryna buy my flow, you can't make it Bet the whole world face when I base hit I sold dope, pockets full of fragrance I was dead broke knowing I'll make it We aim straight for the throat, can't miss Yeah, you know what I'm on, get a paid bitch Take 10 rips out the bong, I'm in space Niggas be cappin, they ain't made to play Gave my girl a bed, now she good for the day Why I don't f*ck with you niggas? you lame Surrounded by stars, slidin, in the rafe Yeah, you know I'm a star, not just a fan I'm runnin' through walls, I ain't feelin' pain